The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1939-09-28
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Barry nodded. ION the trail,
yes. And you're Lucy?"
i am Lucy Blue, yes" she said
quite coolly.
Then We used to be friends"
SAID Barry. Friends for one
short day anyhow. I am Barry
Haveril. It was three years ago,
at Tylersville."
She gasped and her eyes open
ed wide. Then she studied him
harder than ever.
Il - I wouldn't know you,"
she said slowly. "You have chang
ed great deal"
sometimes a few years make
differences. 1 didn't know you
either. And my cousin here, Jesse
Conroy, has changed more than
we have, I think. But knew his
voice.
us that why you thought him
your cousin?" At last she laugh
ed little, but even so there re-
NAMED a tenseness in the room.
well, I can tell you that you've
made mistake. This is Tom
Haveril-''
''Tom Haveril?" asked Barry
frowning. II never heard of any
Tom Haveril."
IF you should happen to be a
Haveril," said the other man
smilingly, 81 suppose you know
someone hereabouts who can
vouch for your"
"Why, of course! exclaimed
Barry. ''My sister! You know her,
too, Miss Lucy! You knew her in
Tylersville; she has the same
name as you. Lucy Haveril she
was, then Lucy Blount."
ooh" exclaimed Lucy. "Of
course I know her. She's my dear
est friend. Tiff you should real
ly prove to be her brother. I'd
be so happy"
A dull, baffled. rage seethed
within him: He knew this was
Jesse, the Laredo Kid-only he
didn't know!
''I'll be going now" he said
slowly, and felt defeated. To the
man he said, eff you're Cousin
Jesse, and I think you are, then
you're Laredo too, and I'm going
to kill you"
He headed straight to Red
Rock to see his sisted and have
her go out to Judge Blues to talk
to Lucy. The first man he en-
countered was old Timberline.
just starting back to camp.
Timber greeted him with en-
thusiasm, inspired, Barry suspec-
ted, by a drink or two. The old
man said:
II seen young Ken March, Sun
down, an it's all fixed. He was
just lookin' aroun' for a chance
like this. You see, he's a mimi
man an always was, but not like
me. Mimi engineer, is what he
says he is"
Barry said, Fine.
He rode on. A few minutes Ia
ter he saw the many yellow lights
of Red Rock down below him,
and heard Red Rock FOSTERING.
He thought: ''I'm going to get
Sister Lucy out of that place. She
can keep house for Timber and
me-when we get a house"
But Lucy wasn't at the lunch
counter, and her assistant didn't
know where she was or when
she was coming back. Where did
she live? Back yonder a piece,
with the Prices.
Mrs. Price, sitting on her porch
when Barry rode up, hadn't seen
Lucy and wasn't expecting her;
it wasn't time for her to be COM
ing home.
Barry left word that he'd be
back, and rode to the saloon.
There were perhaps forty men
in the place, yet almost instant
ly Barry's rowing eye found Tom
Haveril, and marked who it was
with him. It was Judge Blue.
Barry strobe through the long
room making a bee line to the
two at the far end of the bar.
Hello, judge" he said quiet
ly.
The Judge regarded him a mo-
ment without speaking, taking
him in from head to foot. Then
''Do I know your" he said. DON
seem to place you.''
81 hoped you'd remember me
I'm Barry Haveril. Three year:
ago over at Tyler"
II remember that day. I re
member Barry Haveril. Changed