The Mena weekly star., 1921-12-15
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r,h,....siOns by Irwin Myers

ss5 been very neatly shot through .he .'e "A weary black-and-tan ,.<..nA 1. He was an uncommoniy DIE ~--~ snd about forty-seven; nis eyes w<xe rray and keen; his thick haiI and f,1ll beard were a rich brown, wltn cn1v . few threads of white. Inere <ree 4 certain English fneness apout <h1 man One felt that he could trust 3ohn Moreland.
 4e the moonshiner and his compan- ion reached the gate Moreland rose and pushed his hat back from ms iore- head.
 eai. .John." grinned Heck. "fnis here Teller wants to stay With ye a few days. John. Seems to De all .f,orne right in." invited the chief c< fhe Morelands. He indicated the borne.1aade chair he had just vacated. .aef down thar and rest, stranger. III be bnck in a minute or so.'
 He hastened Into the cabin. carrying fhe sQuirrels with him.
 ,14o'e went to tell his wife to hatch m a extry good dinner. BiI." wnis- corod Heck. "Pepper-cyored ham, v.41rse chicken, hot biscuits, fresh but fer. wild honey, huckleberry pie ana peach pie and strawberry preserves Bill. eafn't hardly stand it. Blast my n,sfs,ra eff couldn't eat two whole rsw dawgs right now, I'm that ding huefad hongry. Well, got to ramble on hon1e. live down the river haif a mite. we and my nav. Come to see me Blll. and we'll go a-fshin'. So ione, Bili old boyI"
 John Moreland returned presently me mxn from the city rose and proI- fered his hand. ,,
 aMy name" he began, old hapi' ztronr upon him, ''is Carlyle
 Before he could get any farther witl fl John Moreand flung the hand iron him as though 1t were a thing of un Speakable contamination. His bearded face went deathly white with th' wh1fenoss of an old and bitter hatred HIS xreat fists clenched, and ey muscle in his giant body trems Dale
 *Nhat's the matter, m~
 wanfed to know. located in Q
 "(ar1yle!' Morelany yore name is hoarse growl. "Ye
 Cariy1eI"
 r;nnYY sby the name of his home
 I)ale state.
 tow~f's difrent." The mountain
 countenance became lighter. This man Pm a-thInkin' about. he was from West virgInny. l hope you won't hold nothin' ag'in me fo actin mp that away. couldn't hep 1t, shore, t geenls. You'll know how 1 felt when tell ye about 1t, Mir. Dale. owe 1t to ye 70 explain. Jest a minute"
 He stepped into the cabin and brought out another chair, sat down FTizyily and crossed his legs. Dale. too. sat down.
 The mountain you had to come over fo come here, Mir. Dale," More land began, his big voice filled with m old, old sorrow, ''is knowed as Da- vtd Morelnnd's mountain mostly be- chuse David Moreland is buried in the yeEy nlGhest place on top of 1t, him end hIp wife. He was my brother. and Was the best brother a man ever had. 4 was hiIns the talk O the neighbor- hood how much we liked each other Up ontei the time he was married went with him whar he went, and he went with me wbar 1 went. I'd fight fo' him. and he'd fight fo' me. It's nard fo tell, even alter this long time. ...
 David, he was strappin' big man, | Ike nu O the Merchants. He was about yore size, and grey-eyed like l! you and he had brown hair like you. Wien you walked up to the gate. 1t made ne think O him the day he was | married he was all dressed un in | dark blue like you. .. Then David | ne went up here one summer and round fhis vein O coal. He got law psessIon O the mountain ann moved his wife up here. The rest of as l1ved over in the Laurel Fork conn., try lhen.
 9ne day got letter from Dayidfl which rald that man named John K. was a-goin to buy his moua- Eala and the coal. and said that lis W4e wq1 pow'ful sick. A week Inter kz'e qleds md left baby which ded, !oQ. accoxdln' to old Injun by the aazae. Cherokee Joe, who knowed ay pm md knowed David. And MQnfh Ater we was all dragged from 24F beQ4 bY this same Cherokee Joe. lcllln u1 <1at Carlyle had shot David. 1rlyle Cherokee Joe said, was pozinkln' hard. The Injun seed the nootin' through window.
 It VII might nigh to three days f W1cn we got here and found e R4xld a-layin' whar he'd fell.
 =ee4ze9 the mountains fo' miles
 ulle4 around in a s'arch fo' the
 W44 Killed him, but we never uQ Nl4. The land up here
 1xty. and 1t belonged to us
 Yl4o aeath; so we all moved up
 LII and built us cabins.
 1k HEzdiey found out about the
 brother. and he wanted us
 case in the hands O the
 Uo wouldn't do 1t. A More
 Goes to law about anything.
 N1 own debts, and he collects
 ID due"
 1lAnd arose and paced the
 which creaked under his
 34 Topped before Dale. and