The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1921-08-18
ruApTER iII--Continued.

L..,usness, he was lying under p
4, n the carved black walnut bed. "
h him stood John Moreland, who v
| il one hand a bowl containing a r
|herb brew that his wife had pre-. d
. Granny Heck, her son BY, and
llorqland stood not far away.
lls here'll be good TO- We, think"
Noreland, ncdding ''ward the
N his hand. He went over and
n arm around Dale's shoulders
Helped him to sit up.
Z drank the stuff with difficulty.
IN obliged he muttered thlckly'
"a see, did I whip-how did it
he didn't lick me, did he-that
BallY'
shore didn't" smiled Moreland.
by a. big sight. lie fell out iust'
IA pap won't hardly know him,
= travels rapidly In the big hills.
NNelands began to gather at the
Of their chief to see the man
id whipped Black Adam Ball;
Moreland able to walk came to
IN Dale. For three hours ne was
q. but he didn't enjoy 1t; the
I had left many pains In his
and his head ached duly, and
ands still felt as though the bones
shattered in them.
he a thundershower that, after
and the mountain evening feil
. 4 chill. A fire was made In the
stone fireplace in the guests
and when supper was over the
" gathered there with Dale VINO
Ia to be kept in bed.
ier q few minutes Of silently
tiiug grotesque shadows fit across
II walls, Dale said to John More
Z your brother David could know
\ You think he'd want you to gel
Value out Of the coal?"
N doreland bent forward to RES
(hh in his hands. His sober gre!
stared thoughtfully toward tn
amt never looked at 1t that
W. he said.
hats the right way to look at IT.,
laNd Dale. But you shouldn
the property as It is"
NE mountalneer turned an inqull
Ace toward his guest.
How In thunder could ! handle
! didn'ty'
2 Why not let sme develop 1t II
nit Dale said earnestly, eagerly.
Ut charge you anything above e.
~, aud won't be extravagant
sk'd take considerable money to sta
n a.movin'. Have you got It
~ Noreland.
nN but I can get It. Almost an
n would be willing to lend mon
Is good a thing as this, y'knoN
h q little while MOreland sat the
hooked sQuarely at Dale, who
Ia bis gaze without a sign j
Ming. The hillman was trying
! motive.
ew comes It at you, who al
ned Us but two days" he
I'D, "can he so much int'rest
Dr
" question demanded O stralg
Ilfd answer. Dale realized Il
y was but one way In which
n give a satisfactory explanatl
= that that was by telling the trutl
not The whole truth, as
mixed II, for then his efforts wo
tx naught.
otsland was speaking again,
! syes were brighter now.
agree ut David would want
eewlOp the coal, eff he could KIN
NE a light a.breakin' to me.
Gal Is sacred to us, Bill u
ufore We 80 any fu'ther I'll
s1x ye to tell me I'll about ye'
s'ty man up here in The wIlderne'
don't look s'pielous, Bill, me
well, | hopes ye can pardon
AKIN II. | shore got to be i
about Brother payid's coal. A
q the boys'll 80 out and leave
twO IN here: aad when we're a.
= me It's the same as talkln'
noatone so fer as teliiA' Is
I tned, Addie, honey; Luke, you
/
Ms. M0reland and her sons 6
q lett the room, closing the do0
!! \ them. Eli Dale paced the
I as solied, blows d,awn. Final
tltei before the Aiore!and chic
There's nothing I'm ashamed
MS. 30 said. Il don. like to !
fA'y l,Mause ! don't Ike 10 Y
e--1'll III i.U "a
sol down in his sheepskin
f. lay lack ard closed his
hsssh to visualize the ssof