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PCE SIX ILLIUIII IN THE ELEARlNLr- A TALE OF THE NORTH COUNTRY j IN THE TIME OF SILAS WIGHT IRVING D&LLEFL Aimctor EN HOLMN. Dm ANB I. DARIEL Of THE BUSSED ISLEi KEEPING Uf WTH UZZIf. ETC, ETC -"Xll true I I have seen It sinking Into the bones o' the young and I have seen It lying down with the aged In the dust o' their graves. It Is a bl(t! book the one we are now opening. Cod help us! It has more pages than all the days 0 your life. Just think 9" your body. A brave and tender youth! It Is like a ponge. How It take things In an' holds 'em an' feeds upon Vml A purt o' every apple ye tit finks down Into yer blood an' bones. Ye can't get It out. It's the twine way with the books ye read an' the thoughts ye enjoy. They go down Into yer bones an' ye can't get 'em out. Tlmt's why I like to think o' Michael l("iii'y. His food Is good thoughts and Ids wine Is luughter. I had a long visit with M. H. lust night when ye were nil In bed. His face was a chunk o' laughter. Oh, what a limb he Is I I wish I could tell ye ull the good tlilnjM he said." "T.iere comes Colonel ITnnd," said Mrs. Hacket as she looked out of the whitlow. "The poor lonely Whig I He lias nothing to do these days but sit around the tavern." Colonel Iluud was a surly-looking mini beyond middle age, with large nes that showed signs of dltislpatlnn. II;) had a small, dark tuft beneath IiIh .lower lip and thin, blnek, untidy hair. "What do ye think has happened?" lie asked as he looked down upon us v. llh a majenllo movement of his linnd. "The son o' that old Bucktail, P.on (irimshaw, lias been arrested and brought to Jail for murder." , "For murder?" asked Mr. and Mrs. with Its 78 children and Its three Uiioket In one breath. j rooms. How noisy they were as they "For Moody murder, sir," the colonel waited In the schoolyard for the bell went on. "It was the shooting of that to ring! I stood by the doorslde look man In. the town o' fyllybecn a few ng very foolish, I dare say, for I weeks ngo. Thing" ;.,,ve come to a knew not what to do with myself. My pretty pass In thhi 'ountry, I should , legs encased in the tow breeches felt my. Talk alio .! law and order) we i as if they were on Are. I saw that don't know v, hut It means here and ' most of the village boys wore bought vhy should we? The party In power ! en clothes and flue boots. I looked is avowedly opposed to It yes, sir. It J down at my own leather and was a has fattened upon bribery and corrup- tower', of shame on a fouudntlim of tlnn. Do you think that the son o ' areased. cowhide. . Sally Dunkelberg lien Orlmshnw will receive punish-1 eame In with some other girls and pre ment even If he Is proved guilty? Not ' tended not to see me. That was the t all. He will be protected you mark hardest blow I suffered. mWT!,V , 1 Among the handsome, well-dressed lie bowed and left lis. When the ' boys of the village was Henry WW floor had closed behind him Mr. Hackot I (he boy who had stolen my water- melon. I had never forgiven him for . Another victim horned by the that or for the kllllug of my little hen. Uliapdrngou! If a man Were to be , The bell i-nnir nn.l wo n.nr..hiH Intn slain by a bear back In the woods i Onlonc! Hand would look for guilt In Hie opposition ifi'ty, Michael Henry, whatever tho t.,.t,i r.iuy bo regarding the poor boy In Jail, we tire In no way responsible. Away with Badness! What Is tlmtr Mr. Ilaeket Inclined hls ear and then added: "Michael Henry gays that he may he innocent and that we had bet ter go and see If we can help him. Now I hadn't thought o' that. Had Jou. Mary?" "No," the girl answered, "We must be letting Mike go ahead of ftlways," said her fHil.r. y0 Miw the crlino, I believe," turning fo me. I told them all I hw of It. "Upon my word, I like yon, my brave bid," Mild the schoolmaster. "I heard of all thU and decided that you would be a help to Michael Henry and a creditable student. Conm, let us go and pny our compllnmuU to Uie id 'tin tor." The .schoolmaster and I went over to Mr. Wrljtbt's house a white, frame tnmiiing which had often been pointed nt to rue. Mrs. Wright, a fiiie lnoklng lady who aiet us at the door, mild that the sen (or had gone over to the mill with his wheelbarrow. "We've plenty of time and we'll wait for him," Maid tho schoolmaster. "I see him!" sab! little John as he ind ltuth ran to tho gate and down the rough plunk walk to meet hi in. We saw him coming a little way I'imii (he street In liN shirtsleeves ah a his barrow In front of him. ilo mopped nml lifted Utile J.hn tn his mviiih, and after a moment put him down unii embraced Kiltlt. "Will, I t,.e j Mill love the tender pmlirtice o' tho wheelbarrow," said Mr. Uuik. t as we approached the senator. "My embrnco Is the tenderer of the two," the lntier laughed with a look lit his hamK lie recognised me and seined my two bauds and shook them as he said t "rioii my word, here Is my friend Eiirt I was not looking for s-oti here." He put Ms hand on my head, now Idgher than h! sjioulder, and Bald I wits not looking for you here," He asked about my aunt and uncle ami expressed Joy Bt learulng that I vviB now under Jlr. Hacket. "I sliatl be here for a number of weeks," be said, "and I shall want to t-ee you often. Maybe we'll go bunt- Ine Koine S,itnrdii." ' -" ' i... . . ,7 insult? litis Kutm luoruinii anu ne ivent on with bin whwltiarrow, whleh Va Ittaded, I remember, with stout sacks of ineal and flour. Wfl wc-it ta lie sd'ool jBllalf j?rs -3 I ' 1 ; eU: the ble room, while n fat ctri with crinkly hair played on a melodeon. Henry and another boy tried to shove me out of line and a big paper wad struck the side of my head as wo were marching In and after we were seated a cross-eyed, freckled girl in a red dress made a face at me. It was, on the whole, tho unhapplcst day. of my , llfo. During recess I slapped a boy's face for calling mo a rabbit and the two others who came ' io neip nun went away urn or rear snd astonishment for I had the strength of a young moose In me tl'.oso days. After that they began to make ! fpt,.i,.i. ui.h . i I In the noon hour a man came to me In .he schoolyard with a subpena for the exiimluatlou of Amos Grimshaw and explained Its meaning. While I was talking with this man Sally passed me walking with another girl and said: "Hello, Hart I" I observed that Henry Wills joined 1,"IH "n,, walked down the street at H..IU nun wuiKKu uown uie street at When school was out that after- noon Mr. Hacket said I eo have nn hour to see the sights of the vlllaire. so I set lt. feelintr much denressed. I U'ntl.ul ii- Wright and saw him digging potatoes In the garden ami went In. 1 knew that he waa my friend. "Well, Bart how do you like school?" he asked. "Not very well," I answered. . "Of course not! it's ni.w to you now, and you miss your auut and uncle. Stick to It. You'll make fiieiiiln and get Interested before long." "I uul to go home," I declared. -KOW let s look at in riuuiuiui. " in ' ""KResteit "iou re lost for a minute, a"J "ko all lost people you're beading wrong way. Don't be misled by selfishness. I'crget whnt you want to alul "'Ink of what we want yu to (lo We want you to make a man of U"self. Vou must do it for the sake o( tllll!" u,'r Pwtf who have done 90 "inch fur yo. The needle points towarti me sctiooinouse yonder." He went nn wlih hla w.n-ir n,,,i . . walked away I understood that the ... .... ... ' uku ub A w" " referred to was my con- silence. . UIO I went about my chores. There was to b no more wavering In mv eon. duet At the supper table Mr. Hacket kent n liiinttlttB with us laughing with songs nd jest stones. The boy John, having reprove for rapid eating, burled peon upon the flo,r. ctwub, hud ji'niv ntwi Bifi..o in... , v . been w "l10" "Those In favor of his punishment WU wy ye?" said the school- i master. &t&! V -i abl-kt-yintnth-Ieckof 1 CfrsVrrrb.te . I 1 gisting and threw it open I l"Vy XYRAl,V'S i step In. We enlc.cd ' tZ-h. I MfXTU V ' stone-floored root:, with I i&il5JcJl ..il" i ells against Its r.ar wall I Z9L FL?fe iVf the door behind x.i. I I I Went With Him Whllt He Fed Hi, f , 'y, . tt-.v.mi. " aierj isine 10 CUkkxa M Two Small Shotei It , t .( 1 AS&TXtt t u-caMMt l tattil WtMml b.,1.. it w .in :ht. 'What a" thrilling' place "It was' t n, f A k Hlmti" "Ke to order TT THE uAILi Crtfurtiidumn . . .. ... I rremember that we naa a umueu ; house ou that importnnt question. The schoolmaster said: 'Michael Tenry wishes him to be forgiven on promise of bet'er conduct, but for the uext offense he shall ride the bad ger." This meant lying for a painful mo ment across his father's knee. . The ' promise was given and our merrymaking resumed. The distHet attorney, whom I had met before, came to see me after supper and asked more questions and advised me to talk with no one about the shooting with out his consent Soon he went away, and after 1 had learned my Iessom Mr. Hacket said: "Let us walk up to the jail an spend a few minutes with Amos." We hurried to the Jail. The sherli a stout-built, stern-faced man, ndnn. ted us. "Can we see the Grimshaw boy V Mr. Hacket inquired. "I guess so." he answered as h. lazily rose from his chair and tool; down a bunch of large keys which bat", been hanging on the wall. "His fr Iher has Just left" He spoke In a low, solemn t which impressed me deeply as he t lighted candle In the hand of . BCIIUmiMIIMCr. HIV 1-'U U3 u'i'JUh" i i l tt inj t..Mif,Yi a door Into a narrow corridor. He thrust a heavy iron and bade us an 111-smelMng a number of He locked ! saw a face and I Saw a Face and Figure Behind the Grated Door of One of These Cells. figure In the dim candle light, behind the grated door of one of these cells. How lonely and dejected and helpless was the expression of that figure I The sheriff went to tho door and un locked It , i "Hello, Grimshaw," he said sternly. ' "Step out here." . I It all went to my heart the man- nc rs of the sheriff so like the cold Iron 0f his keys and doors the dim candle : r- f'(Jfi .. j uni , ,o iv is i iiiA ' nut noots ior light, the pule, frightened youth who mat's all right," he answered. "I'm walked toward us. We shook his hand KH'nB to drive to your house this after and he said that he was glad to see non and your uncle wishes you to us. I saw the scar under his left ear Eo with me. We are all to have a talk and reaching out upon his cheek, with Mr. Grimshaw." which my sloue had made, and knew , Ho left me and I went over to Mr. that he bore the mark of Cain. , Wright's. He naked If he eonld spp me nlnne They told me that he was cuttlntr ,md the sheriff shook his head and said Mterulv "Against the rules." , ' , , y. , Bn 1 fl'0' for ye. snld the schoolmaster. HA....... 1...- ...... -l . , r "I'm going to come here, now and then, to cheer ye up and bring ye some books to read. If there's any word of advice I can give ye let me know. Iluve yo u luwyer?" "There's one coming tomorrow." 'Don't say a word about the case, boy, to anyone but your lawyer mind that." We left him aud went to our home ... , . . !,r so,.,' 1 'md U0 Ooubt o KU,lt of A,m,s' 1,llt 1 Rl'k not of 1 10 mXm uul1 the secret worried ,ua Next, lllnrntnp nn mv n-.iw ...l.. ...I I Vm a scene more strange and ""moralile Uian any In my long ex- wWm. I saw tho shabby Ugure of old U'Jainln Grimsliaw walking in the side path. His hands were In hla .,,, . , ... lckets, his eyes bent upon the ground, Us "''s vIhk as us If ho wero In deep "".uglit. ltovlng Kate, the ragged, ! "ik'nt woman who, for tho fortune of A""w. bud drawn a glbb 01 " now upon nn.nijr iifiuiui mo liioucv lent er mi nt. "' u( "im witn ner bony forefinger. IIor 8loru '"J'08 watched him as tho cat wiiU-hes when Its prey Is near It She 11 U not notice me. Silently, her feet wrapped tu rags, she walked behind "' "mu, always pointing at ban. Wnen 1,0 stopped Bhe stepped. When 0(1 resumed his slow progress she fol- ,0wL 11 thrilled aie partly because h oegun to oeiieve in the weird, mysterious power of the Klt.mt vv.,.,.. - " .-" uvui' at 1 n"a twenty miuutes to spare had twenty mluuten tn - 'io f n,a 80 1 turlu"a luo tho main street behlud laid close by them. I saw him ",1U "uy 8,m,e and an n.,,!e alul Plec ot cheese. Mean- ""es" B,od pointing at him. He . but gave no heed tn l.nr n aw' b' ,"v.,no hwd her. He ww,kef a,on U,e. font of l,e 8torp' sne Wtolni a before. How patiently she followed! . , it - walked alomr Iho t... i I started for the big sehoolhouse and a number of boys Joined me with Dlea-saut words,. oiTr pnAx. yy?nvpgnAY JANUARY 15. 1919 1(K .ho i - Sally ran last us ,0; lived Wills boy. who carried nr books forher. His father had gone m.o the grocery ousinw boughten clothe, I couldn't v Sally now mean ne was. haMiImi t ,n sneak to her until she spoke to me. I got along better In school, although there was some ui teriug when I recited, probably be cause I had a broader dialect and big rer boot than the boys in the village. CHAPTER IX. I Meet President Van Buren and Am Cross-Examined by Mr. Grimshaw. The days went easier after that the boys took me into their play and some of them were most friendly. I had a swift foot and a good eye as well as a strong arm, and could hold my own at three old cata kind of baseball which we played in tho schoolyard. Saturday came. Aa we ere sitting down at tne tame mai ,y cgred for the, morning the younger children clung growing-never! -and the knees of Mr. Hacket and Vretty m word-isn't it? egged him to take them up the river tlm ha come ,Q sight of the nouse. ' Doat- I hisrsed behind a little when I saw "Good Lord! What wilt thou give he b man sitting on the small when I grow childless?" he es-, wUh Mrg Wrlgnt j see vlv- med with his arms around them. . ,he . .. . Idly, as I write, the full ngure, m -That was the question. of Abntom. kn1 ,arge nosei tne and It often cornea to me. Of course hal0 0f silvered we shall go. But hark! Let us he'.nalr extending trom hls collar to the what the green chair has to say. ! baIJ t of hls nea(lt He rose and There was a moment of i illenec . and g then he went on with a meiry lauBn He m mign the Mitffhl- u ... 1VTirhnpl IleUrV I XOU : ,.. .,'ht mv hov God bless - v Rh . t, Bart with I J UUl DUU1 1 ' ' -" . " lis an' uougtinuts an cneese au wv--i m' dried meat for all." From that moment I date the be ginning of. my love for the occupant of the green cltait In the home of Mi chael Hacket. Those good people were Catholics and I a Protestant and yet this Michael Henry always Insisted upon the most delicate consideration for my faith and feelings. I promised to spend the morning In the field with Mr. Wright, If I may have your consent, sir," I said. "Tlien we shall conrole ourselves, knowing that you are m Deuer com- pany," said Mr. Hacket. wr. uumceiuerg caueu aiiue uuur see me after come with me I some store clothes .1 . 1 .1 1 b. : r. you, ne sum m iuo .squeaky voice. -; For a moment I knew not how to answer him.; Nettled as I had been by Sally's treutirent of me, the offer was like rubbing i; . hes on the soreness of my spirit. I blushed and surveyed ray garments a nil said: r "1 guess I look pretty bad, don't I?" "You look all right, but I thought maybe you 'would feel better In softer raiment, especially lf you care to go around much with the young people. I nin an old friend of the family and I guess It would be proper for me to buy the clothes for you. When yon nre older you can buy a suit for me, some time, lf you cure to." it should be understood that well- to-do people In the towns were more particular about their dress those davs than now. ' lsk ray aunt and uncle about It." I proposed. corn ' the back lot, where I found him. ami wanted to buy me some new clothes and boots," I said. The senator stopped work and stood looking at me with his hands upon bis hips. "I wouldn't let him do It if I were you," he said thoughtfully. Just then I saw n young man come running toward us In the dlstnnt field. Mr. Wright took out his compass. "Look here," he said, "you see the needle points due north." l e took a lodestone out of h needl " fol JL it .. . He took a lodestone youns mnn enme un tn n breathing deeply. Perspiration was XIm" TSf Wl. XJ, t 'n ' I"1 r ' v ' , yU that , nn Buren ,s at the houae" 1 relwr vividly the look of mild , 1,1 m ,lne senn!or 8 In(,e and . - u le raim"ess w'tn which he looked at the young man and said to ibamZdow Mrs. Wright to make him com- on him. walked '''le m our easiest chair and to T u , f ,the nome of Mr ey lender point- tn President that I shall be up : ? h"rrynK footsteps bel liresuieui mai l s lall hft nn To n,T "tter surprise he resumed his ta,k with me as the young man went awy- "iou spe all ways are north when yu Put this lodestone near the neeille," he went on. "If it is to tell -vou the truth yon must keeD the lod. 8tone a,vy from the needle. It's that way. too, with the compass of your soul. nnrtn.r lliitn, h i.i.. , selfishness, nn -ifh i. hi - iuv luurniiiiiH m 'Ashness, and with its help you can ' " 'i "HU Ull inn make any direction look right to you anJ soonyou're lost." Ue hound Uie last bundle and then we wntked together toward the hon " senator carrying his sickle. "I shnli i..i. .... "I shall Introduce you to the presl- dent." he said as we neared our to- tlnaUoa. "Then perhaps you had bet- ter leave ns." , - i.tiiniiii.Q vuu io tne nrest- iknt . ,, l"-si- 1 co'd not remember that I had evN been "introduced" to anybody I knevr that neopje rmt their wltson"e hibitlon and often flung down a -snag" by way of demonstrating their fitness thJ hon0r, when they were intro- fM .i.nifilY- "What shall I say when when yon . . j,.,,- mpy -Introduce mer "Oh. sav anything you want to say. he answered with a look of amuse ment. . "I'm kind o scared," I said. j "Ton needn't be he was once poor boy just like you." i "Just like me!" I repeated thougnt- ! fully, for -vbiie I had heard a good deal of that kind of thing In our home, it had not. somehow, got under my ' Jacket, as they used to say. "Just like you cowhide and all the son of a small freeholder in Kln derhook on the Hudson," he went on. "But he was well fed In brain and body and kept his heart clean. So of course he grew and Is still growing. That's a curious thing about men and ammpn Bnrt If they are In good , reaPer' t ,., . t Mr' vvrlent nul,.nls 8,7'.u.r." ntvtoll tinn in t in iinnrrnm H11C1 IIU" Ullinil AU HV WVV j - swered "The plowman has overtaken the reaper, Mr. President. I bid you wel come to my humble home." "It is a pleasure to be here and a regret to call you back to Washing ton," said the president as they shook hands. "I suppose that means an extra ses sion," the senator answered. "First let m renssnre von. I Shall get aw(iy as s()on as rossU)ie for i know that a nres!(1(,nt iH a heavy bur- tclJ for one to have on his hands." liDon,t won.y j ran get along wlth almost anv kind of a human being, es- pedallv lf ne like pmlling and milk as well as you do," saitl the senator, who then introduced mo in these words: "Mr. President, this is my young friend, Barton Baynes, of the neigh borhood of Lickltysplit In the town of Ballybeen a coming man of this county." "Pnmp nn " wna tho nlnvful remark of tne vrcsldoRt as ne took ray han(li , he fn vn,, I had carefully chosen my words and I remember saying, with some dig nity, like one In a story book, although with a trembling voice: "It Is nn honor to meet you, sir, and "It Is an Honor to Meet You, Sir, and Thank You For the Right to Vote When I urn Old Enough." thank you for the right to vote when I am old enough." Vlvldly, too, I remember his gentle smile as he looked down at me and said in a most kindly tone : "I think It a great honor to hear you say that." He put his hands upon ray shoulders and turning to the senator said: "Wright, I often wish that I had your modesty." I need It much more than you do," it iiiiii'Ti wi the senator lanehert . SttrnS',tway I left them with an s..r,,,f now ana blushing to the Racket and the voice of Sally calling my name. I stopped and faced about. How charming 8he looked as she walked toward me! I had never seen her quite so fixed tip. not going to speak to me." 411.Speakon,e"I''red. t. v t0 Speak to you" she said! 7 'ooKing all around for you Mother wants yon tn : dinner with us at 1nsr t,v-0i,. - "mc uvHr Tt x, . ns nt nst twelve o'clock n . v ' M vl I r If I'll If'BT re 80 "B away with f"ther as soon as we et through." Wfinted to go but got the notion all at once tnt the DunkelberM ' tall s in need ot mformaUon about me and the time hart . . 1 lnal !J' tlme had Pome taipart it So thn mi there "clent OIymDng f Ur famIly ed notice .. were- " w tinnnrr jt Rrt tn.n (h. . 'u " 00 IT M t asa.D.iojy tjo. herk I, 133 ,rif-ow that MI upon" l.or 6m. She .ivesod and turned land ran away from me without another word and I r. pang of regret as I went e buely and deserted home of tie schoolmaster. At twelve-thirty air. i-'uiir.u.s tnr nie. with a msn-siep.uiis horse In a new narnew .,u .......... .Ull-running buggy. He -wore gloves and a bMver hat and sat very erect and had little to say. "I hear yon met the president, be remarked. "Yes. sir I was Introduced to nlra thM morning." I answered a bit too -romlly snd wondering how he bad heard of my gol frtune- bat alJ gratified at his knowledge of It. "What did he have to say?" I described the Interview and the ,ooks of the great man. Not much mow was said as we aped I away toward the deep woods and the blgb nil'- I was eager to get home but won dered why he should be going with me to talk with Mr. Grimshaw and' my irele Of course I suspected that It had t'o do with Ainos, but how I knew ,.f He hummed in the rough going and thoughtfully flicked the bushes willi his whip. I never knew a more persistent hummer. Aunt Deel shook hands with Mr. Duukelberg and then came to me and said: "Wal, Eart Baynes! I never was so glad to see anybody in all the days o my life-ayes! We beo:i lookln' up the rond for an hour eyes! You come right Into the house this min uteboth o' you." The table was spread with the things I enjoyed most-big, brown bis-' cults and a great comb of honey sur rounded with its nectar and a pitcher of milk and a plate of cheese and some jerked moat and an nr''le pte. "Set right down an' eat I Just want to see ye eat eyes I do !" Mr. Grimshaw came soon after we had finished our luncheon. He hitched his horse at the pest r.nd came In. "Good day," he said, once and for all, as he came In at the open door. Baynes, I want to have a talk witn j you an(J he )()y Te me wnllt yoll ! innw nimr that murder." "Wal, I had some business over to Plattsburg," my uncle began. "While I was there I thought I'd go and see Amos. So I drove out to Beekman's farm. They told me that Amos had left there after workln' four days. They gave him fourteen shilllns an' he was goln' to take the stage in the mornln'. He left some time in the night an', took Beekman's rifle with him, so they said. There was a piece o' wood broke out o' the stock o' the rifle. That was the kind o' gun that was used in the murder." It surprised me that my uncle knew all this. He had said nothing to me of his journey or Its result. "How do you know?" snapped Mr. Grimshaw. "This boy see It plain. It was a gun with a piece o' wood broke out o' the stock." "Is that so?" was the brusque de mand of the money lender as he turned to me. "Yes, sir," I answered. "The boy lies," he snapped, and turning to my uncle added : "Yer mad 'cause I'm tryln' to mnke ye pay yer honest debts ain't ye now?" Uncle Peabody, keeping his temper, shook his head and calmly said : "No, I ain't anything ag'In' you or Amos, but It's got to be so that a man can travel the roads o' this town without getlin' his head blowed off." Mr. Dunkelberg turned to me and asked : "Are you sure that the stock of the gun you saw was broken?" "Yes, sir and I'm almost sure it was Amos that ran away with It" "Why?" "I picked up a stone and threw it at him and It grazed the left side of his face, and the other night I saw the scar It made." My aunt and uncle and Mr. Dunkel berg moved with astonishment as I spoke of the scar. Mr. Grimshaw, with keen eyes fixed upon me," .gave a i little grunt of lncrednlitv. j ""uh ! Liar 1" he muttered. ! "I am not a liar," I declared with In- dignatlon, whereupon my aunt angrily stirrl the fire In the stove and Uncle Teabody put his hand on my arm and snid: ! "Hush, Bart! Keep your temper S0D" . "U J0" te these things you may . the DlcaM of "ending an innocent boy to his death," Mr. DnnkeW . m to me "I wouldn't be too sure about nm It T ouiC UIJUIH .Iwe'eyou' so easy to be JTw YU Cmmt be sure In the , 1 ule slone really hit him - IVlil I answered: "Yes, sir-I S(vw the oThBhVDdISnWl"ira P"' his hand on the place while he was running I Buess it hurt him some." Umg "Look a' here, Baynes," Mr. Grim shaw began In that familiar scoldTg n'Ve Sh't'r What an we might jest ns well git richt down to business first as last vl t-P this boy still an' I'SVvfyeSe years' interest" 6 ,e "Y8 Annt Deel gave a irnn j covered her mth "ZIL" il"LK" Uncle Ppniln.i . ner nand. LncIe Peabody chaneed rni. "VUI l 1 IJ1 II vtf rose from his chair with n tZl , , on his face. He iAvTgl W5 III on his hnnJ I. and ln tne as he said ' "Ey the eternal t,,m,ir He stopped, nulled nL Rleoro vi. . u oown the Sleeve of flannel shirt ,L , e" to " water pall and drant W" the diPPer. out of "Say Mr Trim V ,v uis nannei Rhti-t . ... "uuuci s,nlrt Say, Mr. Grimh0 t. tot ye," said mv ZZ ""J chair, "b the truth an' the hull - --iL-o"u;. ii u oe be hard to staftrder Sg'lu an' yOu can ft- ' It ye want to an' Tin as seared ; 1 " as a mouse In a cut's paWi ZH boyhas got to tell the truth rlei plain. I couldn't muzsle hha J tried he's too much of a m? ! ! you're scared o' the truth yo,0, M know that Amos Is guilty." -' j Mr. Grimshaw shook his head anger and beat the floor with th e? bis cane, m "Nobody knows anything o' then Baynes," said Mr. Dunkelherg, 5 course Amos never thought o' in anybody. He's a harmless klnoV boy. I know him well and so d Under the circumstances Mr ft shaw is afraid that Bart's storv make It difficult for Amos to bis innocence." Uncle Peabody shook his head a look of firmness. Again Grimshaw laughed beW Us teeth as he looked at m, In his -view every man had hj Z "I see that Tm the mouse an' ? the cat," he resumed, as that laugh rattled In bis throat "Loot , here, Baynes, Til tell ye what I'M 1 111 cancel the hull mortgage." Again. Uncle Peabodjr rose from chair with a look In his face which ! have never forgotten. How bis Tola rang out I "No, sir t" he shouted so loudly th we all Jumped to our feet and Am Deel covered her face with her apn and began to cry. It was like the . plosion of a blast. Then the tr! ments began falling with a loud crash' "NO, SIB! TE CAN'T BUY TEE NAIL ON MY LITTLE FINGER 08 "No, Sir! Ye Can't Buy the Nail My Little Finger or His With All Yer Money Damn Youl" HIS WITH ALL TER MONEI D NYOU!" It was like the shout of Israel tim the top of the mountains. Shej bounced into the house with hair tm end and the chickens cackled and the old rooster clapped his wings ini crowed with all the power of his tana Every member of that little group stood stock still and breathless. I trembled with a fear I could not ! have defined. Mr. Grimshaw shuffled 1 out of the door, his cane rapping the floor'as if his arm had been strlckea with palsy ln a moment. Mr. Dunkelberg turned to my ant, his face scarlet, and muttered anap ogy for the disturbance and followed the money lender. i "Come on, Bnrt." Uncle Peabo! called cheerfully, as-he walked toward , the barnyard. "Let's go an' git n them but'nuts." He paid no attention to our visi torsneither did my aunt, who fol lowed us. The two men talked to gether a moment, unhitched ttei horses, got Into their buggies an1? drove away. "Wal, I'm surprised at Mr. Horace Dunkelberg tryln' to come it ovet like that ayes I I be," said Aunt Deel "Wal. I ain't." 'said Uncle Peabo "01' Grimshaw has got him under lb thumb that's what's the matter. You'll find he's up to his ears ln deK to Grimshaw nrob'ly." As we followed him toward tie house, he pushing the wheelbaiW loaded with sacks of- nuts, he added: "At last Grimshaw has found ao thin' that he can't buy an' he's avrf surprised. Too bad he didnt lean that lesson long ago." He stopped his wheelbarrow by tt steps and we sat down together the edge of the stoop as he added: "I got mad they kep' plckin' on m so I'm sorry, but I couldn't help a We'll start up ag'ln somewheres If have to, There's a good many w work in me yet" As we carried the bags to the at room I thought of the lodestone the compass and knew that Mr. ww had foreseen what was likely to W pen. When we came down Uncle body said to me: tat "I feel sorry, awful sorry, for boy." We spent a silent afternoon gall lng apples. After supper we p'ar old sledge and my uncle had W work to keep us In good counted j We went to bed early and I W hearing the autumn wind ln the pw1, leaves and thlnklne of that great tt which had grown strong within little by little, in the candle llg CHAPTER X. A Party and My Fourth P mlddle 0f tjie. afternoon .Und- 4.1. WHM M VQITIV 1 1 1 1 1 ! 1 V . 9 I