Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1921-09-08

The two Balls ana the two TOrreyS
were lodged in the Gainesville jail
and offered their liberty and exonera-
ton from all blame In the dynamiting
affair IL they would give the names
of the other guilty parties and appear
against them. The mountaineers de-
clared stoutly that they knew nothing
whatever of the matter, and when
pressure was applied they grew sullen
and refused to talk at all.
1t was plain to Flowers that they
did know something about it, and he
finally ordered that they be kept In a
cell on diet of bread and water until
their tongues loosened. At which the
Balls and Torrcys swore loudly and
swore that they would rot in Jail
frst-unless their kinsmen came and
shot up the town and liberated them
by force!
ITO me that is proof that you four
are guilty" grimly smiled the sheriff.
"And If your folks want to try storm
ing the Jail, let them. A full COM
pany Of militia can be rushed here
within an hour, at any time, and we'll
give your folks all the fun they want"
1t may be recorded that the four
hillmen never confessed.
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Bill Dale, closely Swallowed by one
lanky Samuel Heck with his inevitable,
ever-ready rife, went among the work
ers with a cheer that he did not feel.
For Caleb Moreland was in Jail, and
Caleb Moreland was innocent. But
there was one sincere delight for
Dale: Hayes was driving the little
railroad ahead with all his might and
all the might of his men. Hayes was
in high favor with those under him
they worked even harder when he was
absent than they worked when he was
standing over them.
The days ran on, and there was no
lteign of d hNetle demonstration from
The Balls and Torreys. Judging from
appearances, they were. wholly salts
fed with Caleb Morelands being In
Jail.
Henderson Golf had disappeared.
Dale hoped that he was rid of the man
for all time, but he wasn't. Golf was
not so confident as was Major Bradley
that he could establish his innocence
In the matter of the dynamiting of the
two buildings and the trestle. He
wished very much to steer clear of
/ ArrQCt for IF ic hn
was biding his time in little town
In western North Carolina. When the
| dynamiting affair had blown over, he
would go back and try again, perhaps
by an altogether new scheme, to get
himself into possession of llle More
land coal.
Then there came to the neighbor-
hood a man whom no Moreland, and
none of the Littlefords, had ever set
eyes upon before. He was very I'M
couth mountain man, with long black
hair and shaggy beard: his clothing
was outlandish and ragged. He had
not much to say; there was about
him, somehow, an air Of mystery.
| wv odyo dltCI alIlNuf, Ill Tile
afternoon. the stranger met Dale mid
way between the Halfway switch and
the opening Of the coal vein, and
stopped him with an unpraised hand.
do you know good coal when We
see it," he drawled.
| "Why?" asked Dale, on his guard.
The stranger looked sharply in all
directions, as though he wished to
make sure that no person was within
earshot Of them. Evidently salts
fed, he drew from trousers pocket
shining black Jump Of coal, which
he held out for Dale's inspection.
"What do We think o. this hereY" he
wanted to know.
Dale took the lump and examined
1t closely. 1t was apparently as good
as the Moreland coal, which had sent
the expert Hayes into raptures. Dale
then looked closely at the stranger.
He appeared to be honest: his gaze
was steady, and seemed very inno-
cent.
where did you get thisr Dale
asked.
The alert eyes narrowed. "Do We
think this here vein you're a-fxin' to
mine is the only veiE In the whole
country?"
"Where did you get thisr" Dale re-
peated.
do We think" drawled the other,
"'at I'm plumb fool enough to give
. my find away 70 nothin'? been pore
, all o my life, mister!'