Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1921-09-22
Copyright. By Doubleday, Page b 90.
CHAPTER XIV.
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Tried.

beth Llttleford allghted from an dlter-
noon train at the Halfway switch. She
was dressed in smart and neatly
fitting suit of dark blue, with lacey
white at her throat and at her Wrists;
she wore a hat of dark blue relieved
by a touch of white. In one OF her
strong and well-shaped, gloved hands
she carried travelling bag of black
leather.
A big and sunburned young man In
boots and corduroys FASTENED to her.
He raised his broad-rimmed hat,
smiled, took the bag, and pressed her
hand as though he was very glad to
see her.
"Bill Dale !" she cried joyously above
the roar of the passing train. "Bill
Dale, it's you'll"
"Sure, it's me |" laughed Dale. 'How
good you lookl l can hardly believe
it's you"
"But 1t u.s." she smiled. "Tell me:
what do you think the outcome o your
trial Is going to be?"
Dale noted that her English had I'm
proved, and 1t was gratifying to him.
AS for the trial
II don't know he said. "But Ma
jor Bradley thinks I'll come clear. He
believes that somebody that was hid
den OIL the moutainside above us shot
Ball to save me. BY Heck limited that
he knew that this was the case; and
he intimated that would stand bet
ter chance of acquittal than anybody
else would stand, and that II / re-
ceived sentence the right man
would come forward with confess
sion. l have an idea that By Heck
himself killed Adam Ball-that is, If
didn't do It."
sand Gale MOreland-wasn't 1t fine
for him to do what he done for you,
Bill Dale2 How are you gettin' along
with the miner"
First rate" Dale answered, bright
ening at once. Were shipping now.
And we're getting a smashing price
for every ounce of it."
II see," said the young woman. He
went on:
"All of the boys and girls Of the
Morelands, except the very little ones
are in school at Gainesville, ant
they're learning fast. When our Dor
rowed capital is paid back, the More
land families are going to buy farms
lying near Gainesville and 60 to them
A big lowland farm close to goo
schools and a good little town-wel
there are worse places on earth. Pit
it."
"I'd sayi"
She hung her head. She was thinl
ing, as she had so often thought b,
fore, of her own benighted people.
"And the Littlefords?" she mul
INJURED. 1t had slipped past her lip
Dale and the Morelands owed the Ii
tlefords nothing.
Dale understood, and he gave he
sympathetic glance.
"A few of the boys and girls of til
Littlefords are going to school In Cal
tersville, perhaps one from each fan
fly" he told her. 'It is rather el
pensive, you know, on account of tn
boarding, and they can't afford t
send all their children. However,
Observation-Disclosures people wi
have their chance for education, too.
'But 1t won't do much good to edu
cate one out O. each family" said Eli,
abeth. They'd come straight bac
here when they got through with thei
schoolin', and soon fo'git-I mean fol-
get lit all. II they make their learr
in pay. 'em anything, they'll have I
stay where they can use It."
She began to stare absently towar
her well-shod feet.
"Are you ready to goT Dale asked
Elizabeth Littleford raised her hea
with slight jerk and said rather awl
wardly:
"Has the valley changed much?
"Not very much" answered Dial,
There's a new log church, where a
old minister named Ashby eros
breaches the gospel of straight wall
ing and human kindness every SUI
day. Henderson Golf Isn't here an
more, but he sent me his address
case we wanted to sell the minei TT
Torreys have gone back to Jerusale
cove and HattOn's hell, and the Bal
are as quiet as mice. These, believ
are all the changes worth mentioning
Together they set out and wake
without saying much, to the crest
David Moreland's mountain, and the
they halted. The autumn sun, q gre