Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1936-01-03

She handed him the note Forbe.
had written her and in turn he show
ed her this one:
~ must disappear for reasons
can never explain. l shall continue
to write, but under the name of Pau
Justin. My copy will be mailed
from Portland, Oregon, but I assure
you 1 shall not be there or within
thousands of miles of there.
LELAND FORBES"
"What do you make of it?" Jean
cite asked, anxiously. Old Mr.. Max
in was sorely troubled.
cit is something serious, else he
would never have done this to me and
especially to you"
81 know it is, but, Mr.. Maxim, !
have full faith in Leland Forbes and
I shall trust him implicitly. Some
day he will explain"
"He says in his note he can never
explain"
"Not in my note-and l trust him.
jeanette turned and hurried out,
lest the old man see the tears that
suddenly came to her eyes.
Meanwhile the second train took
Leland, his poor sister and the baby
on through Wytheville and to a lit
tie platform called "Crocketts" where
trains stopped only on signal or to
let off passengers.
In Roanoke Leland had secured a
newspaper. It carried a brief article
with this head:
Vance Harlow Shot Dead in Home;
Wife and Son Missing
Leland let Lola see it, for he knew
it would be better. Here, as they got
off at this platform in the woods, Le-
land was delighted to see Harvey
Orson, a native of Grayson Hills. He
rushed up, shook hands, winked at him
and said: 81 was sure you would meet
me and my wife, Harvey"
Orson understood that something
was up and played the game. He got
his freight, took them in his wagon
and drove away over the rough road
up into the lonely hills.
Once the deep forest settled around
them and the hills hid any habitation
for miles, Lola felt more at ease.
Leland knew these moonshining
mountaineers and liked them. They
trusted him thoroughly, although they
thought he was rather cracked to be
writing about birds all the time. They
never asked questions and resented
any questions being asked.
Harvey" Leland said to Orson,
"this is my sister and her baby. We
are hiding out. Tell everyone in the
hills that we are hiding out and that
no one is ever to mention a word"
"Mister Fo'bes, 1 reckon you can
trust we ALL" he answered, and Leland
assured his sister that, they were safe,
There's the Burgess place-he died
and she marrit Sam Jackson-you
can live in that, hits plum often the
trail"
"Good!" he exclaimed.
Harvey Orson's wife brought over
temporary bedding, food and dishes
and Orson went to Abingdon and then
to Bristol during the next few days,
buying all that was needed in the way
of bedding, clothing, preserved food
and the like.
Moreover, Orson agreed to leave
fresh milk daily, and eggs, bread,
bacon and vegetables twice week.
By the time they were settled and
a room partitioned off for Lola, Lee
land felt that his sister was suffi-
GENTLY herself to give him some de-
tails.
Everything seemed perfectly secure
Adams, Leland's lawyer handled his
business, sent his writings to an Ore
gon lawyer to be mailed back to the
publishing house, and looked after
the estate in Connecticut.
So, when Leland asked for details
promising never to bring it up again
she told him.
"Vance demanded that I sign a
paper" she said, BORDERING you to
turn my share over to my own man
agement. Lily was out-my maid. He
threatened to beat me and when I re.
fused he struck me. l ran to my
room but stopped as I passed thru
the library and got Vance's revolver
for I feared he would use it on me. II
l had only let it alone"
"He would have used it on you
Lola-you were right"
"He pounded on my door and threat
ened to kill me. Then he went away
I heard the front door slam and the