The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1921-07-15

wife aud interrupted, "Now, Addie,
honey, don't do that"
II ended the talk.
Mrs. Moreland dried her eyes ON
corner OF her freshly ironed Bingham
apron, and announced the MONDAY
meal. The mountaineers dispersed.
Grandpap Moreland went away claw
Ing at his long white beard and grum-
bling over the loss OF his beloved old
Lancaster.
An hour later Dale cornered the
Moreland leader on the vine-hung
front porch and suggested that they
look over the coal property that after
noon. He was eager 10 go 10 work.
eager 20 be doing something worth
while he told Moreland. The hillman
stood very still FOR what seemed to
the other very long time, and had
no word TO say. Evidently the feud
had all his mind now.
when he did speak, he said simply
"All right, Bin"
After half an hour of lighting their
way through thickets of blooming Tau
rel and ivy, they drew up before an
old and widowed cabin at the north
end Of David Moreland's mountain.
Moreland led the way in and pointed
TO a spot under d small, paneless win
dow.
Thar" said he, ''is' whar we found
nv brother David"
The two men turned for the point
nj which The coal vein ran out To ti.s
light of day.
Dale picked up a piece OF the shin
ing black stun. Judging by the little
he knew and the great amount OF de-
scrlpiion he mad heard, the vein was
very large aud the coal itself OF the
nnest grade.
III was q big rnd' he told his COM
paniou. - big find. 1t was a pity TO
let IL lie here untouched for 50 long;
and vet It's worth more today than 1t
was ever worth before"
iiis enthusiasm ran warm, and More
land caught II quickly. Together they
hastily planned ont the little railroad
that was TO wind It's way through the
WIGS anu fbilllttl WIFI tue
road ut the Halfway switch.
Il know I'm a-doin' right ABOUT IT,
the mouniaineer said twice for the
benefit of his conscience. Il know
pore David he would want me - do
this ef he could know"
Pm sure of IT," agreed Dale. I'll
stort for Cincinnati tomorrow. I've
got enough money TO take me there
and back. J have a very wealthy
friend there-his name Is Harris;
think can borrow enough from him
TO finance the beginning of this ihing.
And III buy a locomotive ana cars
and all the other necessary machinery,
while I'm in Cincnnati-unless ! fail
TO get the money from Harris. When
! get back, which should he within
eight days. well start the work. Al
guess, I'd say wen need twenty
men. can we get lhem?'
shore" nodded the mouniainecr.
'And all Morelands at that
They turned homeward A. last
Bill Dale was happy. He had some
thing 10 do now-an aim in life. lie
had ditiiculfies 10 overcome, obstacles
10 remove, barriers to surmount-it
was his big chance!
II was almost shutdown when Dale
returned from his visit to the coal
vein-Big Pine mountain hid the sun
81 q little after three In the afternoon.
Re borrowed fishing rod and min
now pail, which made his going TO the
river seem proper enough to John
Mureland. ami set out To meet Babe
littleford He was glad that nobody
expressed desire 10 accompany him.
ne found Ben Littleford's daughter
where he had found her twice before
sitting GA a stone the SIZE OF small
barrel. she WAS fishing with an UNI
haited hook. which was equal TO fish
Ing not at an and she seemed pleased
when che saw him coming He sat
down on the stone AT her side. She
moved over a little shyly, aud tried to
cover her feet with her calico skirts.
Needn't bother to hide them
laughed Bill Dale. They're pretty
enough Most feet, y'know, are neces-
sary evils. Ike chimneys and rain
>pouts :"
Babe Litrleford blushed. He went
on ia hide her confusion, Tell me-
about the rifles"
you must shore Keep IL n secret"
sne told him.
Il promise
BETTER Put wore hook IN, SOS 81 any
body comes along
Dale threw ont an empty hook.
Il want TO tell We some other things
fust SOS ven understand better when
I come to the part about the rifles.
Babe began, looking thoughituliy
across the water To where a kingfisher
sat IN watchful waiting. She contin.
uad slowly. choosing her words c"r"-
fully. II WAS brought ZIP TO hate Then.
AfoYeIan6s. butt don't think de. My