The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1920-02-11

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In trader"
"He said" answered Andrea, "that :
you were engaged in some horrible
business, but that he couldn't conceive q
of any reason why he should tell me
what 1t was. I was very curious then,
but now really don't care"
"Flnlcking, Growing prudel" e3.
claimed Manchester, his mind on Tre-
vor. "Why, It's the most Legitimate
hundred per cent little business that
ever crawled out Of a big brain. If 1t
wasn't for me this whole back coun.
try would run short Of wives"
"You mean you buy and sell won.
eni' asked andrea.
"No, not exactly" answered Mac
ClOster. II raise them. I'm the legal
possessor Of q hundred and eighty-two,
or five, or six, wives. Can't just re.
member"
"Ohi" gasped Andrea, crouching still
farther into her corner.
"There you CO." said Manchester,
calmly. "Don't let your imagination
run away with you, my dear. I said
I'm the legal possessor and I mean
just that. But what's the use Of talk
ing. You'll see."
All through the night and we'll into
the next day the boat travelled stead
Z lily upstream. MacCloster yawned pro-
! diglousl. three or four times, but
never gave up the tiiier to boy"
In the early morning they entered a
long reach of the stream flanked on
both sides by flat plains. MacCloster
stood erect and his eyes made the cir.
cult Of the horizon. Nothing" he
said. "I2 he could have beaten us to
! this our name would have been Den.
mis-. He's given up his favorite little
spotted hen. Flap your wings and say
goodby."
Andrea's heart, already low, sank a
lot lower. Not once through the night
had she closed her eyes and she knew
now that she had been hoping and
praying that the first gleam of morn.
ing would find Trevor, the nvenger, on
the bank. She could not know, as did
Manchester, that an impossible forest
of unbrOkcn thorn stretched for miles
between the two camps. There was
just one open road to Manchester s.
the river-and on that no other boat
could equal the speed of his own.
"Say," said Manchester. moved by q
sudden thought, as there anyone that
would give lot of money for you2"
Andrea's brows drew together II
honest valuation Of what was left OF
her old self. "I don't know" she sale
mceily. perhaps not now"
"What would he give for your" Mac
! Closter asked, jerking his beard over
his shoulder.
"ue said he wouldn't give three
y pounds" answered Andrea in still
I small voice. She began TO cry.
MacCloster's eyes grew round will
q fright. ''Oh, come uOw," he protested
; "IIerc you've been hours without ever
c thinking Of that Id old trick. Stol
d IT, he roared suddenly. "Stop 1t o.
III mash your head In"
& her rapid progress INTO the heart q
u MacClOStcr'S stronghold had 1T no
It been for an incident that revivlhed a
N her fear and rcpugnance toward tn
IN man and which occurred as they eI
SO tered the ring court. MacClOstcr, strit
30 Ing ahead Of her, suddenly paused an
his horrible face apparently achieve
OF the impossible by undergoing q a.
to baslng transformation.
His eyes had fallen Oh group
ck carriers, newly arrived, and the ere
'e. of his freight boat. The negroes wei
Il squatting in n circle guard, waitir
q to make delivery to their master
or various cases. Some of them eYlden
ne ly contained cloth, cutlery and knic
w. knacks dear to tile native heart, b
one, at least, brnZcnly proclaimed
at deeply burnt stcncilin rs contents
I'LL be gin. 1t was on tn small squa
les box that MacC!ostcr's eyes were RI
iB ctcd. He turned and spoke to Andr
I in an oily tone that 20, pma lncXplic
nut bic reason frOzc her od, 1t was
ere though he had Sudd Y assumed
lc- new and strange pcrNonallty up
EMS which her twelve hour OF brave int
ok. course with him had no occasi
5hG to establish It's gI' .ic became
It."
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