The spectator., 1922-03-24

ter see if we can't get him out on a bond he said haddent we elizabeth and said yes. bill found yore mother indede sad woman. there wassent much about her to remine me of the time when she called me savaje person. she said am delited you came elizabeth and cride little couldent help it when jest half to cry jest half to cry and nothing else don't help bit. Because she kissed me bill.
 we'll bill yore father he wired the authorities in cartersville and found out that cale Moreland had confessed to the shooting of black adam and you was free and 1t has set his mind at rest but 1t diddent set my mind at rest for because no the mountain hart. know cale Moreland Is jest takeing yore place in jail until the day of the trial for that is the way of the More lands. pore cale is good boy. i am doing fine hear bill but 1 often wish | could have old Doe River hear to sing me to sleep like it used to. yore moth- CT is teaching me how to read and rite and spell like pat did and am learn 1 ing fast. you can see by this letter i can rite an spell fine cant 1.
 well bill kind friend jimmy fayne has jes sent yore mothers made up hear to ask if he can see me and will half to go down stares and see what he wants.
 yoreS respectively. Babe. Bill Dale folded the bulky letter and put 1t slowly back into the envel- | ope. Then his gaze wandered through l window and to where a golden winged high-holer was hammering in- dustriously at the top branch of dead tree. He smiled to himself. By Heck and nearly all of the rest of the world for the moment forgotten, and muttered aloud:
 "'Yores respectively. Babe."
 Flaw, haw, haw !' laughed the keen cared and watchful hillman in the straight-back chair behind him. "'Yores respectively. Babe!' Flaw, haw, haw! Well. Bill, dadsling 1t, 1t shorely to goodness ain't nothn' to turn all that red about! When the nights gone the day comes, dop't 1t? Bill, old boy it's the same thing."
 You get out of here, By" Dale stormed in mock severity. "Go and help the commissary clerk with the new goods; eh?"
 Heck laughed another horselaugh, rose and went out.
 When he had gone, Dale began to think-of the ultra-spoiled. charming after-a-fashion, wealthy, young, high night devotee, Jimmy Payne. And he wondered, and wondered, what would come of Fayne's quick liking for Babe Littleford.
 After he had viewed the matter from above and below and all sides around, he frowned like berserker.
 Here is what came of Jimmy Fayne's quick liking for Babe Littleford- 
 The days had passed swiftly, and au- tumn was far advanced. Save for few chrysanthemums and aSters that grew in places sheltered from the frosts, the flowers were all gone; the. naples were shedding thei. leaves of | brown, crimson and gold.
 Ben Littleford's daughter had changed much in many ways. She had l tried as hard as ever mortal tried to learn the correct use of words; and Mrs. Dale had been patient. painstak- ing and efficient In her teachings. Not that Elizabeth was educated, in any real sense of the word Far from it. But her improvement was, in all truth, quite remarkable. She wore more or less costly gowns now. and a few jewels, thanks to Mrs. Dale, and wherever she went she attracted ad- miring glances.
 Jimmy Payne had been coming to see her when Mrs. Dale would per init 1t, which was not very often. Jim. my Payne. as Patricia McLaurin had once been moved to say. was fan seeing young man for all his weak nesses; he had known in advance that the laurel bloom would change to rose. and then to white hyacinth.
 
 that she would make n better wife for him. and a better mother for his chill dren. than some fragile and er-cul- tured woman of a patrician house that had about run out. At any rate, Jim my Payne, the ultra-spoiled, had de- cided that he would marry her.
 During those weeks that had been made happy by an occasional hour at tbe home of the Dales. Payne had not once mentioned marriage. He figured, and wisely enough that to. be too quick with his proposal would be to lose everything.
 But now he meant to propose. for he knew that Miss Littleford intended go- ing home for visit-and he knew that when she went home she would see Carlyle Dale. The truth was. of cnurSp that Miss IIttlafnrd UaS po-