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ly every grown mar« in It For word was brought of their corning. and the men—nearly all of them married men or old—who had not gone to the war seised wMpon* and went out to de fend their hounea. "They were massacred almost to a maa. . . . And It was not plunder ■Iona that led them to chooe* our lit tle town for outrage, Liberty, but a pusalon for revenge. For next morn ing my father was found hanging to Chester’s tS7 Now at Fiftieth and Division Th* »am» hlgh-clara work aa always Children'» haircutting apcelalty MATT (JKEENSLADE- Wagon Repairing Horscshot lnq A ben. blatksmlfhlnq AUTO REPAIRING 9327 Fo»t*r Road LENTS DR. P. J. O’DONNELL EXODONT1A l’hanra- 615-10 (offlr*) 618-18 (residence) Cor. 92d and Fautor Road Y. AONO Associât rd All kind» G»»oln’<- '»'!• Tire». Tulwa and all Accessorie». Northeast comer of 82<i and Divi sion streets. • —-------------------- ------------------------------ ’■ Candles, Cigars. Tobaccos, Light Groceries. Freeh vgg« from my own hens every day B. TA BELL 8011 Foster Road All kinds of Light Trucking Garbage Hauled B. F. COOK Auto. 614-48 10207 57th Avs. 8. E. r HOUSE’S RESTAURANT 128 Third at, bet. Washington and Aider ata. Juat 1H block* from "M-S"car. MEALS ANDILUNCHES MT. SCOTT TRANSFER CO. Auto. 848-21; J. 8. Daily trip* Lenta. Stand, Portland. Re*. 4822 90th Street Miller. Prop. to Mount Scott and Hr»t and Taylor ata.. LAUER REALTY CO. Ill -AL IkTATE CITY raoPlKTt as* FAUM» Phon* 6*8-81 Wil Tin« airnM FIBI-AMD »TATIO» DRESSMAKING LADIES' TAILORING MRS. N. J. BRENNAN 4928 Nln*ty-»»v*nth Str*«t 8. E. (Next door to the Callin'« reeidence) Painter-Decorator D. H. LETCHER 8419 FOSTER ROAB Trlrphon* Automatic «41-01 ---------- ‘ FOR SALE Two »econd-hand aewing machine*. Furniture polish for aale. Monarch, the beat. F. E. JIGGAR SR. 6131 Ninetieth Street THE BENJAMIN STUDIO MODERN PHOTOGRAPHY "Every Sitting a Study" View Work, Home Portraita. Kodak Finiahing 6435 FOSTER ROAD GRAYS CROSSING Sheet Metal Works GET MY PRICE BEFORE LETTING THE JOB Automatic 840-75 6007 W 82nd St. GO TO A. G. Kaady s FOR Shoe Repairing SHOES FOR Gentlemen, Ladle«, Children Rubber* Shoe Shining Parlor 66(13 Fouler Road, near Leach Drug Store. Ameen A. Farah ia in Mr. Kaady'* «hop. M. L. NOBLE & SON 6251 FOSTER ROAD Groceries and Fresh Meats Wejjjind our own hamburger and our own gaunage SYNOPSIS I CHAPTER I Tim Um« 1« th« 1st« I or rnrly '?»»• an<! th* «can« a ileambuat •»n th« MiMBiBBippl river AH th* tri*»« ff th« pariewi arc present and the in« | alat e la 4h»tinguiahvd by m«rrfment. dan« In« and «aliantry. Tt»«r« ar« ths cualumary drlnkln« and «ambltn« also Virgil tirade, a young northern man, 1« on nla way south on a mlaaloii cjf r«v«n«« ><• meets an er<entrle character In th« (•croon <»f on« Lltserty Bhottls, who 1« «-onaiantly tvmptlng th« go Id wo» of chadicf. They form a «tngular compact. CHAPTER !l.*~Draea gala his mind off his mission by entering into deck sports In which he exhibits an unusual a thistle rroweas Idberty Hhuttie Is again un- ucky at cards and attempts a financial nagoilatlon with bra««. The latter, see* Ing an opportunity to us« Shottie. con fide a to him that his mission Is to And a certain «« guerrilla Stepho la Vltt«. who had murdered Inrare’s father It Is his determination annoum ed to his new ehum. to hang lai Vltte as high aa Hainan. I*race has bw om« enamored of a mysterious beaut) aboard the boat tVv44b44iwVU 14 U AAA (U41 rtOVK.J "I thank you, sir." “You didn't last long." “No. Mater. The tangled-haired hag kicked me aidewlae. Ilk* a cow. In only two pot»! Hut what can you axpert of a man that baa an ace-fntl beaten? How long cap a man preserve hl* freedom at that rate? And a fel low with a «plndl* chin and a noae no bigger than th* average wart heat me with four jack» Ouehed me I And he would have crushed Julia* Caeaar just the earne. Well, after all. free dom hat many reapoaalbllltlea. Aa a ■lave I'll cultivate what virtue* I can get hold of, and look toward old age and a cabin on the hlllaide. And now, aa It to natural for every man to hide hl* degradation, will yon permit at to rail you Virgil tn the praeenra of oth er people r “1 thought yon didn't believe tn the natural thing) But all right; I grant your request. And now I nppoe* Fd better «lee mu some pocket-change. It len't well for even a alave to be broke." The »lava's fere brightened with hope. • “Yon couldn't make it aa much aa flv* dollar*, could youF "No. thirty cent»." Shottie took the money end Mt drooping. Drace gave him a cigar, and they *mok*d for a time In alienee. At lent Shottie looked towerd Drara, hla face guiltless of the whtmelral humor that had hitherto possessed IL "Master," he Mid. "I don't want to be Inquleltlv*. and If I'm prying Into what'* none of my buelnem. I won t mind your Mying eo. Hot I want to be a faithful alave. and I ran nerve yon beet If I know what—what are my maater*« purpose« In life. Tor Mam- pl«. wee there any «pedal reason for year learning to throw and tie that way? I* there anybody In particular I conld help you to put the rope onY' Drace made no answer for a mo ment. but bent a searching eye upon hl* new e*rvltor. Somehow the man'* eoul seemed to *hlne transparent In hl* face; and through It Drara mw sincerity; moreover th» longing of youth foe comradeship was strong within hla lonely eoul and won him from reticence. “Liberty." he Mid. "did yon ever hear of a man named Stepho la Titter" Liberty nodded. “Yea. I've beard of him; they My he'* an outlaw, a «mug gier." “And worse," Mid Drara. “He'e th* man who—Liberty, give me your, word, your oath, that you’ll keep thia a snered secret I" IJberty gave hie word and hla oath with a certain quaint dignity, and Drace went on: “Liberty, before the war my father, Alfred Drace, waa manager of a line of eteamboat* on the Ohio. In hl* em ploy waa the creole Stepho la Vltt*. After a time It cam* to my father** knowledge that Stepho waa not only dishonest In ordinary dealing* but had been guilty of piracy along the Gulf coast And eo my father dismissed Stepho from a position which the cre ole's dishonesty had made lucratlv» and valuable to him. "Just after that" Drace went on. "the war broke out La Vltte became a guerrilla—one of the men of Quan- trell'a *tamp, who kept out of the army but who gathered In banda and tired by rapine along the border. I waa only a little boy, Liberty, when Le Vltte'* band of guerrilla* croaned th* Ohio near Cincinnati anti raided the little town where we lived. Rut th* horror of that night still burn* like a flam* In my brain, Liberty." Drace atopped, drew from a breast pocket a card and handed It to Shot tie. On It was written In bold black character»: "Stepho la Vltte, with the compliment* of Alfred Drace'» »on Virgil." Shottie read the curd, then looked Inquiringly at Drace: "Liberty," the young man explained. "thoM guerrilla* under La Vltte burned our little town and killed near under the hoofs of their horses, and women Near our house. Liberty, an old couple live In poverty. At the time of Htepho'a raid their eon and hla young wife lived next door to them; they were well-to-do and pro# parous. The day of the raid the son had received ten thousand dollar» from the Mie of some lands. When rumor of the raiders came, he hurriedly hid the money somewhere In the neighbor hood, scribbled on a piece of paper th* location of that treasure and gave It to hla wife before he went out with the other men to fight. Next morning h* had been shot; and the young wife had been rarrted off by those devil*— her child with her. after the Indian custom. to keep her from «ulclde. No one Itnowa what became of her. Nor I ha» thnt money ever been found. Liber- ' ty, If I coaid And Stepho, get him In : my power. I believe I conld at least learn what became of that poor young woman—poealbly find thnt paper and learn where to And the money those : poor people so sorely need; for once ' some years ago. a mysterious fellow [ wan caught digging »boat their vnrd. i . , . But I've talked enough. Liberty. ' Action! Do you know any more about' 1^ VltteF “Not much." replied Liberty. “I be lleve he 1s often seen ap the River, and sometimes down on the coast. Re haa hlairiends, and nearly everybody elM la afraid of him. So you—we— moat keep dark till we get oar chance. a tree. And on his breast was plnao-d a card that reed: 'Alfred Drace, with the compliment» of Stepho la Vltt*." Libert) looked again at the card he held In his hand, then handed It back to I »race. “I reckon 1 understand now. muster." he anld. “You are huntin' this Stepho to—" “To hang him as high ns Haman and to pin that card on hla breast.” declared Drace passionately. “While my mother llvewl. Liberty. I could do nothing. You know how women are In such metier». Hut—«he died this spring. Liberty, after long jeers of grieving for the man that d—d out law foully murdered. Now I am free to strike for my honor and my father** memory—to carry just Ice to that mur derer." With an awkward feature Liberty atretched forth a hand, caught Drace's and wrung It warmly. “You're like— like Hamlet!” he exclaimed. "I'll do my beat to help you. Hamlet Let me be your Horatio aa well aa your alave.” And you mustn't show your feelings Drace raturnod the fervent hand In your fuce. Remember, master, clasp "My Horatio!" he agreed. And you're juat a young man oat to see the then, eolemn agam. he added: “It'» a world. H'm—here come* Colonel worthy cause. Liberty. If* not alone Josh. Suppose we talk to him. He my private vengeance, but the wrong* waa a mule-buyer In the war and may of a whole community that the ordi know something about Stepho." nary machinery of Jaatlce can never The door was darkened. In came right Why. Liberty, doeena of men Joshua Mortimer, the man whom Mlse were murdered by those drunken Lucy had plied with questions con flend*; little children were troddm cerning Drace. He had dodged in for a smoke, he said, when Shottie had Introduced him to hla master, and It waa evident that It waa hla alm ts Im press Drace with hla military bearing. He had not been actually In the anny, but had acquired the title of colonel from hla adventuroua work of buying mules for the Confederate government. The Colonel "took It" that Draco was from the North. “Yes, but some of my people were from the South." "Ah 1 I congratulate you, str. I have a match, thank you." Drace had offered him a light He filled his pipe with t.baoco crumbs dug out of hla breeches pocket, and. long legs crossed, ent back to enjoy him self. "Well, str, Mr. [»race, the war has been ended some years; and If we for get an evil aa easily a* a virtue. air. It will soon be only a dim memory. I had enough of If." "Hut you were not really in the army, Colonel Josh.” the slave spoke The Colonel palled at hla pipe, atretched hla neck and appeared to fish for something down tn his collar. "Liberty, my duty waa scouting and the Incidental picking up of mules, as the records of the War Departmnnt will be pleased to exhibit, sir." After u few mlnatea' more conversa tion the Colonel rose. "I will now go hack to the ballroom,” he declared himself. “Liberty, I came aboard to night with your third courtn. Mlse Lucy Sanders." “Tha' »o? Come down, Marse Drace, and I'll Introduce yon to her." "I think, sir, that she has retired," the Colonel was quick to Interpose, realizing that be had thoughtlessly sug gested an invasion of hla own terri tory. "Not while there la a Addle going," said Shottie. "Come on." Into Virgil's heart flew the hope that the slave’s cousin might be the bar baric girl with the roses; there could be no mistaking her, after meeting her. for In that brief gaze he had carried away a master-* painting of her, easeled in hl* mind. So he was quick to haaten below with Shuttle, tli* Colo nel panting behind them. Miss Lucy had Just left off dancing. No. she wu not the thrilling barbar ian. but Druce swallowed hla dlanp- polntiuent >'ry. like a swamp mnn tak ing quinine. Shuttle might have re flected that never before had hl* kins woman been so glad to see ban. On hh arm she hung as she cooed, but her eyes were on Drace. and he lis tened. not to her words, but tn the music of her accent, soft as the notes of a dove. Like a frost-bitten Shang hai. the Colonel stood first on one foot and then on the other. Drace politely asked Miss Lucy to dance with him. and the Colonel dropped onto a chair. Shuttle sat beside him. "She takes to him like a dnek to water.” Mid the slave, looking after hla master and hla third cousin. The Colonel sighed. "Liberty Shot tie.” he said. "I am going to tell you something." “Out with It.” "It Is not a matter to be spoken of so lightly, air." “All right ; gn ahead.” "Liberty Shuttle, It la this: I am deeply In !<>ve with your cousin, and before the dawn of another day I shall pop the qnestion to her.” “Pop the deuce! Lend me ten dol lar*.” "You shock me. air.” “Tell you what I'll do." perslated Rhottle. "Let me have ten, and Hl mnke her a speech in your favor that will kink her hair." “Shottie!” “And I can do It They’ve got mv speech on the Periclean Aga hung up right now at the univeratty. Th* gov ernor of N. C. said to gov. of 8. G making hie historic remark about it» being a long time between drinks, that It waa the most powerful speech he ever haird.” The Colonel scowled, and swore hto ■efusal to enter into any financial transaction involving hla heart; a»4 Sbottle. realizing that his efforts were vain, sank down tuto melancholy si lence. Miss Lucy, meanwhile, waa la- troduclng Drace to some of her friend», net to young women, but to men and to ladles well advanced along the path. Drace aeon realized that thia aoctoty waa far from the caricature that Shot tie and Colonel Jo»h might rertect; Cor the most part It was comp'-sed of ladle* of exquisite refinement, and inea strong In the dignltg of medicine or the law. "You have not chosen an opportune time to visit New Orleans," an uid judge remarked to Drace. "We ar* forced to live under the Infamy of a carpetbag goverumet l, sir. Political scoundrel*, who In the North coaid never attain to even the meanest of fice, come down I re where we dire disfranchised and elect themselves leg islators. governor*—repreaentatlvM of parishes that they have never seem Heavy taxes are levied, and they pocket the money. The governor w>* not elected, but named by a gang of freebooters. The real citizens at the state have no vote. Their former slaves and the crooks who now man age them control the ballot-box. Thia 1* the true state of u .Taira. Walt UH you see New Orleans, sir.” This talk was too serious for Mtoa Lucy. She plucked Drace away te walk with her, and she hung laughing on bls arm as everywhere hla eye» searched for the girl with the roeea to (Continued on page four.I - __ L____ . ! Il™1 1—■—