The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1936-11-03

jeff said casually, II could Offer
YOU a reasonable profit. Nhat di'
You pay for him. Mr., Hold:
'Thrcc-fifty,' said the farmer
who was known aS an honest man f:
Maybe your boyd be SATISFIED
with about $40 turnover IN
stead of the horse. I'll give you
four hundred cash. ~.
MIR. Hold laughed. Seems hS'
that there's a horS" everybody
takes a set to. You. no" How q
YOU know he's worth that much
Mr.. Howard?' =.
Jeff grcw red under his sun
aurn. Il was a confusing PuSS'
ton. He had entered into the
hastv sort of bargaining that
would give him reputation IN
the county for being an easy trad
cr. He did not crave that repu'a-
ton. Yet he had to nave inc
horse. It's like You say, Mr.
Hold" ne finally answered. "A
nr,sor inst takes fancy to that
bor,o. | can see he's no thorough
bred. but its surprising What
good gaitS he's got. He's aD0Mt ,
the size | like, too. Will you SELL?
lrr. Hold took his son aside and
v,s soon 70 argue with him. Pres
emily they returned and the boy
said 4 biz sullouly, Al right. Take
him. Pop says can have the ility
profit"
Nor did Mr. Hold himself seem
entirely happy over the tranSac-
Ron Watching Jeff Towards
fonnto;r rcn moving over his
cbcckbook. he said uncertainty
The lady tha; sold me this horse
is coin' to be- right put out aoou
this. She was anxious FOR me an
Ralph to own him. Says she can I
stand to have Brown Boy work
ed" 49,.
"Who wants to work him.?
asked Jeff quickly and perSGa-
Siyelv. 81 guess | know how to be
GOOD 10 my animals. You put that
check in your pocket and quit
worrying. Sir. Hold. Then We can
talk sheep. g..
Brown Boy that night. A. nc led
him down the quiet road IN the
darkness. the horse tried to come
20 a stop before the gate OF
Rickety House. jeff was forced
to Jerk sharply at the halter. Nate
and Caroline. sitting in the dark
ward under the naples, saw the
forms of horses and rider 20 past
vet did not recognize them.
As Kate drove 20 town Tor ice
next day she went slowly past the
Hold farm and looked in eagerly,
There was q carrot in her pocket,
ready for Brown Boys soft M
bling lips if she should catch .
glimpse of him. She did not see
him, and, though she carefully
preserved the carrot for her re-
turn trip, she did not see him then,
either.
'Ralph's riding him." she de-
cidcd with an enviouS sigh.
That evening Zckc could not be
spared 20 deliver the order of
baked goods TO Need Meadows.
Caroline asked tiredly, Would
YOU mind taking it over. Kate? |
did most of the baking this time. y
Kate shrugged. She did mind,
but the events of life could no
longer dance TO the tune of per-
sonal feelings. She said, "Of
course. I'll take the stuff over.
Caroline. Why not?"
Without more ado, she packed
the lemon pie, chocolate cake and
the two dozen beaten biscuits in
pasteboard boxes and put them
into the car. Just as she started
TO take the wheel she impulSively
got out, ran upstairs and was gone
for 10 minutes or more. When
she came down she was wearing
a fresh dress and a dash of lip
stick. Caroline wisely made no
comment. She knew that in Hates
feelings toward Jeff Howard there
was some strong portion that was
neither hate nor aversion, yet
what the feeling was she could
not guess. Did Kate herself know?
When Kate reached her old
home she drove in grimly and de-
livered the boxes at the back door.
A negro man politely received and
paid for them. Kate asked, Does
Mr.. Howard find everything to his
TASTE" The man assured her that
everything was "mighty satisfac-
tory"
II was not until she had turned
20 90 that Kate saw the thing that
her. Approaching the
house from the side pasture was
Jeff Howard. driving q horse by
lines. The horse was drawing a
log. and he was Brown Boy.
After n moment of incredulouS
surprise she ran toward the fence.
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