Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1923-12-07

CHAPTER Lon the banks Of the
Warhope. young and very much in love.
Texie is the only daughter Of old Pap
simon, rtoh man and money-lender.
s%ar saGh is the the orphan bound boy Of Pap
on the Warhope estate At first Texie
girls missing brother. Then Jack says
over, that he win go to california foS
gold and that he will come back. Then
ne n, Milford A. stage comes In, bringing
OF Buckeye, In the F'latwoods
CHAPTER II.-simon Colin welcomes
the minister and introduces the vii
layers The preacher is young man
with q beard, enormous spectacles. stin
neck stock and patent leather boots.
CHAPTER III--At supper at the
Colin home the preacher. who had been
Ken's roommate at college. tells how
the boy killed gambler ana Kens
fall from grace to his red lock Of hair
pirate in the days OF Elizabeth. Then
brought brp ton on by reading a letter from
Ken, somewhere in New York" who
curses his father on his death bed. A
postscript by another hand says he
10 dead.
CHAPTER Iv.--At the village store
and postoftice Loge Belden, newcomer.
arm around Texie. Jack slaps him,
licks him, shoots q pistol from his hand
and makes him say he was mistaken.
CHAPTER v-The parson goes sein7
ing on the river with Jack and otherG
Jack discovers the parson carries re-
volver The party runs across HID
den houseboat. Jack discovers that the
parsons boot fits footprint on the
dusty deck.
gather at festival in the schoolhouse.
A drunken stranger disturbs the fes-
ttvities. He attacks Jack with a knife.
Jack knocks him fat, but receives an
The preacher faces the desperado and
points to the door. The ruff1an. cowed.
goes out and disappears.
CHAPTER vII.-Jaok, working In Q
feld sees the desperate Of the festival
watching him from behind a log. He
trails the man to the cabin where Bel
den and his sister live.
Miss Martin. trembling on the verge
of panic, passed a plate of cake tc
him He snatched off piece, held II
up contemptuously for moment and
then slammed 1t back with force that
dashed the plate from the tirnid little
teachers hand and scattered It's con
tents all about the table,
"Aw, h-ll, gimme some cake"
The preachers shoulders lifted
where he stood stopped among the
women around the punch bowl
spark Of anger leaped into the eye!
behind the spectacles, and his finger:
curled toward his palms-a movemen
that the others we're too intent upoI
| the intruder to notice But the flasl
passed with the instant; his shoulder
dropped, to his eyes came back th'
look Of peertng benevolence.
''Triend," he called, still keeping hi
| place among the women, "do you no
realize that you are intimidating thes'
| ladies and spelling this-ah-most en-
joyable EVENING" VIII you not pleas
-"
The swart-faced man stared inso
lently at the preacher, a curiously be
wildered look crossed his heavy face
He seemed to study the droopinl
shoulders, the studious eyes behind th
| Spectacles.
"Say, you pore devil Of gospe
| Singer" he snarled, who's runnin
this show? Dry up, r I might take
notion t. sa'nter over and twist y'u
ear"
Turning back to the table, he tool
from his pocket an ugly clasp knit
and. snatching up big cake that stoo
still uncut, sort Of ornamental cen