Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1921-08-12
CHAPTER II
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Dale found the humble home NJ hi,
Inountaineer host a home in the fullest
sense of the word.
At the MONDAY meal, he met Mrs
Moreland and the sons Of tbe house.
Mold, and they were exactly as he had
pictured them. Mrs. Moreland was
quiet, motheFiy, always smiling, as
straight and real as her husband. The
sons, Caleb and Luke were as much
alike as the fingers on your hands /;
Shey were tall and broad-shouldered.
Srey-eyed and brown-haired.
Before shutdown Dale had become
acquainted with the rest of the More
lands, and he liked them, every one.
de was at the cabin Of his hosts gray
ola father and mother for a long time
When supper was over John More
land lighted the big glass lamp in the
pest room, and the family and their
guest gathered there to spend the eve
Mlhs' Then the lanky moonshiner and
MS mother came in.
Granny Heck had the sharp features
and the stopped, thin figure of witch.
She wore a faded blue bandana about
her white head, and she carried long
Alckory staff; there was a reed
stemmed clay pipe In her mouth, and
ner dark calico skirt had a tobacco
pocket in it.
her son preceded her into the room.
lie walked to the center table. faced
about, and said with low and airy
sweep of his right hand:
Bill old boy, this here's nav. Nav.
she tells forchunes."
SO this here" creaked GRANNY
Heck, looking over the brass rims of
her spectacles, SIS Mi. Bill! Well.
well! jest thought to myself AT pd
come up and see We, Mr.. Bill, and tell
yore fOrchune."
She dropped into the rocker that
Caleb had placed for her.
"Addie," she said to the smiling Mrs
tMoreland, twill We bring me a CUP half
full O. coffee grounds?
When the cup came, the fortune
teller took It and shook 1t and patted
It, all the while muttering mysterious
words that she had learned from the
old Indian, Cherokee Joe which
served her purpose very we'll.
1 see," she mumbled more or less
Sepuichrally, "a pow'fpl good-lookin'
Syurl in a caliker dress, with her hair !
a-hangin away down her back. A bare
footed gyurl, with big, purity ewes
shes a-standin' on a low cliff, a-peep-
IN at you through the laurels. Mr. h
Bill This Is in the past. B
In the future" she went on SLOWLY
Il see this here as plain as daylight 4
knothole; awful big man.
with curly black hair and curly black
beard, and with eyes like a cliff
hawks; and see you, too, Mr.. Bill.
ana see fight, master fight, ord
"a mussy, what a fight But you'll a,
marry the gyurl after all, Mr. Bill" q,
( Dale laughed. The old woman had h,
described Babe Littleford. But who
vas the "big, dark man.? Some fol- n
ow who had lost his heart TO the 10
girl, perhaps.
When the Hecks had gone. 1obn n,
doreland leaned forward and touched a.
us guest on the knee. -
That thar big man mentioned in
elm yore forchune," he said. "mieht g.,
a been Black Adam Ball. Black Adam. M,
e lives with his pap and mother a r.,
ew mile up the rivers AS big as i
skinned boss, he is, and plumb on Va
odly strong. He's been a-beggin' Babe ro,
ittleford to marry him To- year or in,
Vo, and she. won't listen to hun. vo.
"Ef ever ye do hat to fight Black r.
DAM" John Moreland went on. I'VE
ant to fight him with .two-eyed Ion
lotgun and buckshot. He's the mean fro
t man on earth: snake-broth and tbo
zen vine is religious aside O. him. 4
ut ontel ye begin a-makin' love to anl
abe Littleford, reckon the amt no no
niger o. you a-havin' trouble with a
ack Adam; and you amt likely. | non
Ike 1t, to make love to Babe" ,v,t
"But Babes the best one o. the LIT. ONT
.fords," declared Luke. TOW
John Moreland reached for the n
Itherbound old family Bible. de tba
ened the Book at random. tba,
It's about time we was a-goin' TO the
r rest, and wen go jest as soon as ava
we had prayers, Mr.. Dale" the
When half chapter from St Mat a c.
w had been laborlously but rever- her
ly read. the Morelands knelt at ankl
ir chairs, and so did BIN Dale. John war