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SYNOPSIS.
The ncene at ttiu opening of Itio story U
laid In the library of un, old worn-out
southern plnntutlon, known as the Har
ony. Tlio place li to bo olil, and Its
history anil that ot the ownors, the
Qulntardn, la the subject of discussion by
Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man, a
atratiKor known as Hludcn, nnd Hob
Vuncy, a farmer, when Hnnnlbal Wayne
Hazard, a tnynterlous child of the old
southern family, makes his appearance,
Yuncy tells how ho adopted tho boy. Na
thaniel Ferris buys the Iiarony, but tho
Qulntardn deny any knowledKO of tho
boy. Yancy to keep llnnnlbul. Captain
Murrell, n friend of tho Qulntards, ap
pears and (iHkB iUcHtlous about tho Har
ony. Trouble ot Henitch Mill, when Han
nibal Is kidnaped by Duvo Illuunt, Cap
tain Murrell'M aKent. Yancy overtakes
Illount, Klves hlin it thrashing ami secures
the boy, Yancy appears beforo HUlro
lliilaiim, ii rid Is dlclinred with eontn for
thu plaintiff. Hetty Malroy, a friend of
th I'VrrlseH, Iiiih an encounter Willi Cop
tain Murrell, who forces his attentions .on
her, and Is rescued by llruco Carrlnwton,
Hetty sets out for her Tennessee home.
CarriiiKtrin takes tho name staeo. Yancy
iiml llannllml dUuppcar, with Murrell on
their trail. Iliinnlhiil arrives at the homo
of Judtfii Hlocuin Price. Tho JudKo rociw
rilrea In thu boy, tho grandson of an old
time friend, Murrell arrives at Judges
home. Cavendish family on raft reseiio
Yuncy, who Is apparently dead. Price
breaks Jail. Hetty and CarrlnKton nrrlvo
at Hello Plain. Hannibal's rlllo discloses
mimn HtartllOK IIiIiikh to tho Judgo. Hiin
iill.al and Unity meet again. Murrell ar
rives In Hello I'l.iln. Id playing for big
Makes. Yuncy awaken from long dream
lens sliep on board thn laft. Juclgo Price
makt-H startling discoveries In looking up
land lltlea. Charles Norton, a young
planter, who iihhIhIh tho Judge, Is mys
teriously assaulted. Norton Informs Car
rlngton that Hetty ban promised to marry
Mm. Norton Is mysteriously shot. Moro
light on Miirmll's plot. Ho plans upris
ing of negroes. Judge- l'rlco, with Hanni
bal, visits Hetty, und she keeps the boy
as a companion. Jn n stroll Hetty takes
with Hannibal they meet Hess Hicks,
daughter of tho overseer, who warns
Hutty of danger and counsels her to
leave Hello Plain at once. Hutty, terri
fied, acts on Hess' ndvlce, and on tllelr
way their carriage It slopped by Hlosson,
the tavern keeper, and a confederate, and
Hetty and Hannibal uro made prisoners.
The pair are taken to Hicks' cabin, In an
almost Inaccf sslblo spot, and thero Mur
rell visits Hetty and reveals bis part In
the plot and Ids object. Hetty spurns
Ids proffered love and the Interview Is
ended by tho arrival of Ware, terrified
nt possible outcome of tho crime. Judge
1'rlcc, bearing of tne nbductlon. plans ac
tion. Tho Judge taken charge of tho
situation, nnd m-'iri-h for tho missing ones
In Instituted. I airlngton visit tho Judge
iiml allies are discovered. Judge Trice
visits Colonel I'etitress. whom bo meets
Yancy and Cavendish. Hccomlni; enraged,
I'rleo dnnhes a glass of whisky Into the
colonel's fate and n duel Is arranged. Mur
rell Is arrest" d for negro stealing and bis
bubble biiists. The Judge and Mabaffy
discuss the coming duel. I'arrlngton
makes frantic search for Hetty ami the
boy. Cariliigtou tluds Hetty and Hanni
bal, and a lli-in- gun light follows. Yancy
appears nnd assists In tho rescue, Hruco
Carrlngton and Hetty come to an under
atnndlng. The Judge receives nn Inipoit
n lit letter Kiilomon MutuitTy'H lost fight.
Klghts duel for tho Judge ami Is killed.
CHAPTER XXXII. (Continued.)
Hannibal Instantly nut erect "nil
looked tip lit tho Judge, his blue cjoh
wldo with amazement nt thlsextraor
dlnnry Htatement.
"It 1h a very Btrntigo Htory, Hanni
bal, anil Its llnliii are not all In my
hanilH, but I ani sure because of what
1 already know. 1, who thought that
not a drop of my blood (lowed In tiny
vcIiih but my own, live again In you.
Do yon understand what 1 am telling
you? You aie my own dear little
grandson " and the judge looked
down with no unccitaln love anil prldo
Into the Kinall fare upturned to IiIh.
"I am clad If you ate my grand
lather, Judge," raid Hannibal very
Brnvely. "I alwayH liked you."
"Thank you, dear lad," responded
tho Judge with equal gravity, and then
ns Hnnnlbal neHtleil bark In IiIh grand
fathcr'H ai'tiiB a lngle big tear (Hop
ped from the end of that geiitleman'H
prominent iioho.
"There will be many and groat
cliungeH In Htoro for iih," continued
the Judge. "Hut ns we met adversity
with dignity, 1 am sure we Hhall lie
nblo to cniluro ptoHpeilty with cqiianl
mlty only unworthy natures are ar
fected by what In at best superficial
nnd accidental. 1 mean that the
blight of poverty Ih about to ho lilted
from our Hvch."
"Do you mean wo ain't going to ho
pore any longer, grandfather?" asked
Hnnnlbal.
Tho Jutlgo regarded htm with In-
ilnlto tenderness or expreHHlon; he
was profoundly moved.
"Would you mind saying that ngalnj
donr lad?"
"Do you mean wo ain't going to be
poro any longer, grandfather?" re
peated Hannibal,
"I Hhall enjoy an ndeiiuato compo
lency which 1 am about to recover, It
will lie HillMclclit Tor the Indulgence' ol
IIiohu Hlinple find Intellectual tastes I
propose to cultlvnte lor the rtiture."
In splto of hlniHelf tho Judge Hlghcd.
This wns hardly In line with his
Ideals, hut tho right to ehooso was no
longor Ills. "You will bo very, rich,
Hannibal. The Quintan! lands your
grandmother was a Qulntard will bo
yours; they run up Into tho hundred
of thousands of acres hereabout; this
land will ho yours as soon as I can
CBtnbllHh your Identity."
"Will Undo Hob bo tch too?" In
quired Hannibal,
"Certainly. How can ho ho poor
when wo possess wealth?" answered
the Judgo,
"You reckon ho will always llvo
with us, don't you, grnndlathor?"
"I would not havo It otherwise. I
ndmlro Mr. Vnncy he Is slmplo nnd
direct, nnd lit for any company under
heaven except thnt of foots. Ills treat
ment of you has placed nio under
everlasting obligations; ho shall sharo
what wo havo. My one hitter, un
availing regret Is thnt Solomon Ma
baffy will not ho here to partake of
our altered fortune-." And the Judge
signed deeply.
raw
"Uncle Hob told mo Mr. MnhnlTy
got hurt In n duel, grandfather?" said
llannllml.
"llo was n3 Inexperienced aa a
child In tho ubo or llrearms, and he
had to deal with scoundrels who had
neither mercy nor generous feeling
but his courage wns magnificent."
Presently Hannibal was deep in his
account of those adventures ho had
shared with Miss Hetty.
"And Miss Malroy whero 1b
now?" asked tho Judge, In tho
patiso of tho boy's narrative.
"She's at Mr. ilowen's house.
Carrlngton nnd Mr. Cavendish
BtlO
ttrst
Mr.
nro
hero too. Mrs. Cavendish stayed
down yonder at tho Hates' plantation.
Grandfather, It wero Captain Murrell
who hud mo stole do you reckon ho
was going to take mo hack to Mr.
Illaden?"
"I will see Miss Malroy In tho
morning. Wo must comblno our In
terests aro Identical. Thcro should
bo hemp in this for moro than one
scoundrel! I can see now how crim
inal my disinclination to push mysoir
to the front has been!" sold tho Judgo,
with conviction. "Never ngaln will 1
shrink from what I know to bo n pub
lic duty."
A llttlo later they wont down-stairs,
where tho Judgo had Ynncy make up
a bed for himself and Hnnnlbal on
tho Iloor. Ho would watch alono be
side MnhafTy, ho was certain this
would have been tho dead man's wish;
then ho said good night nnd mounted
heavily to the Iloor nbovo to resume
his vigil und his musings.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
A Crisis at the Court-House.
Just at daybreak Yancy was roused
by tho pressure of a hand on his
Hhotihler, and opening his eyes saw
(hat tho Judgo was bonding over him.
"Dress!" ho said brlelly. "There's
every prospect ot trouble get your
rlllo and como with me!"
Yancy noted that this prospect of
trouble seemed to afford the Judgo n
pleastirablo sensation; indeed, ho had
quite lost his former air ot somber
and suppressed melancholy.
"1 let you Bleep, thinking you need
ed the rest," tho Judge went on. "Hut
ever ulnco midnight we've been on tho
vergo of riot nnd possible bloodnhed.
They've nrrested John Murrell It's
claimed bo's planned a servllo rebel
lion! A man named Hues, who had
wormed his way Into bis confidence,
made the nrrcst. I In carried Murrell
Into Memphis, but the local magis
trate. Intimidated, most likely, de
clined to havo anything to do with
"Do You Mean We Ain't doing to
if , f '
THE
PRODIGAL
JUDGE
By 5UOHAH KESTE1
IutsTtyTios BrD.MELViu
fuMof tpn teSogas Mee,ii Ccfivnt
holding him. in spite or this, Hues
managed to get his prisoner lodged in
Jail, hut along about nlghtrull tho sit
uation began to look serious. Folks
were swarming. Into town armed to
tho teeth, and'Hues fetched Murrell
ncross country to Halclgh "
"Yen," said Ynncy,
Well, tho sheriff linn refused to
take Murrell Into custody. Hues has
him down nt tho court-houso, hut
whether or not ho Is going to ho ablo
to hold him Is another matter!"
Ynncy nnd Hannibal had dressed by
this tlmo, and tho Judgo led tho way
from tho house. The Scratch Hlllor
looked about him. Across tho street
a group of men, tho greator number or
whom were armed, stood In front or
Pegloo's tavern. Glancing In tho di
rection of tho court-houso, ho ob
served that tho square beforo It held
other groups. Hut what Impressed
him moro was the ominous sllcnco
that wns everywhere. At his elbow,
tho Judgo was breathing deep.
"Wo nro faco to faco with n very
deplornblo condition, Mr. Yancy.
Court wna to sit hero today, but Judgo
Morrow nnd tho public prosecutor
hnvo loft town, and as you see, Mur
roll's friends havo gathered for a res
cue. Thero'a a sprinkling of tho bet
ter clement hut only a sprinkling.
I Haw Judgo Morrow this morning at
four o'clock I told him I would ob
llgato myself to present for his con
sideration evidence of a striking nnd
sensational chnracter, evidence which
would show conclusively that Murrell
should bo held to await tho action of
tne next grand Jury thin was after a
conferenco with Hues 1 guaranteed
his safety. Sir, tho mnn refused to
listen to me! He showed himself ut
terly dovold of nny feeling of public
duty." Tho bitter sense of failure
and futility wns leaving tho Judgo.
Tho situation made its demands on
that basic faith in his own powers
which remained Imbedded In his char
acter. They had entered tho court-houso
square On tho steps of tho building
Iletts was arguing loudly with Hues,
who stood in tho doorway, rlllo in
hand.
"Maybe you don't know this Is coun
ty property?" the sheriff was snying.
"And that you havo taken unlawful
possession of it for an unlawful pur
Pobo? 1 am going to open them doors
n past-el ot strangors can't keep
folks out or n building their own
money has bought nnd paid for!"
While ho was speaking, tho Judgo had
pushed his way through tho crowd to
tho foot 'of tho stops.
"That was very nicely snld, Mr.
Ilotts." observed tho Judge. He
If Pore Any Longer, Grandfather!"
; A
smiled wldoly and sweetly. Tho sher
iff Rave him a hostile glare. "Do you
know that Morrow has loft town?"
the Judge went on.
"I ain't got nothtn' to do with Judge
Morrow. It's my duty to see thnt
this building la ready for him when
he's a mind to open court In It." '
"You nro willing to nsBumo tho re
sponsibility of throwing open these
doors 7" inquired tho judgo affably.
"I Bhorcly am," said llotte. "Why,
some of these folks are our leading
people!"
Tho Judgo turned to the crowd, and
spoko In n tone or excessive civility.
"Just a word, gentlemen! the sher
iff is right; It Is your court-house -and
you should not be kept out of it. No
doubt thcro aro somo of you whoso
presence In this building will sooner
or biter bo urgcnlly desired. Wo nro
going to let nil who wish to enter, but
I beg you to remember that there will
ho llvo men lnsldo whoso prejudices
nro nil In fnvor of law and order."
Ho pushed past Hues and entered tho
court-houso, followed Ijy Ynncy and
Hannibal. "We'll lot 'cm In whero 1
can talk to 'era," ho said almost gaily.
"Hesldes, they'll como in anyhow whon
they get rendy, so thero'B no sense In
exciting them."
In tho court-houso, Murrell, bound
hand and foot, was seated between
Carrlngton nnd tho Karl of Lambeth
In tho llttlo rallcdoff spaco below tho
Judgo's bench. Fear and Buffering had
blanchod his unshnven checks nnd
given a wild light to his deeply Bunk
en eyca At sight of Yancy a smoth
ered exclamation broke from his Hps;
ho had suppoBod this man dead these
many months!
Hues hnd abandoned hlB post, and
(ho crowd, suddenly grown clamorous,
stormed tho narrow cntrauco. One of
tho doors, homo from Its hinges, went
down with a crash. Tho Judgo, a
fierce light Hashing from blu eyca,
turned to Yancy.
"No mnttor what happens, this fel
low Murrell Is not to cscnpo If he
calls on his friends to rescue him ho
Is to bo shot!"
Tho hall wns illllng with swearing,
struggling men, tho iloor shook bo
nenth their heavy tread; then thoy
burst Into tho court-room and saluted
Murroll with a great shout. Hut Mur
rell, bound, In rags, and silent, his
llim frozen In n wolfish grin, was a
depressing sight, nnd tho boldest felt
something of his unrestrnlncd lawless
ness go from him.
Less noisy now, the crowd spread
iihuu our. among tno benches or
svarmcd up into tho tiny gnllory at
tho back of tho building. Man nfter
man bad hurried forward. Intent on
passing boyond tho railing, hut each
nad encountered tho Judgo. formida
bio and forbidding, and had turned
aside. Gradually tho mauy pairs of
eyes roving over tho llttlo group sur
rounding tho outlnw focussod them
solves on Slocutn l'rlco. It was in un
conscious recognition of that moral
forco which was his, a tribute to tho
grim dignity of his unshaken courage:
what ho would do scorned worth con
sidering.
Ho was charmed to hear his nnmo
pass In a whlajier from lip to llo
Well, It was tlmo they know him! Ho
squared his ponderous shoulder and
mado a gesturo commanding silence,
llattered, shabby and debauched, ho
waB like Bomo old war horse who
sniffs tho odor of battlo that tho wind
incontinently brings to his nostrils
"Don't let him speak!" cried a
voice, and a tumult succeeded.
Cool nnd lndomltablo tho Judgo
waited for it to subside. Ho saw that
tho color was stealing back Into Mur-
roll's faco. Tho outlaw was reeling
that ho wns n leader not overthtown;
these wero his friends nnd followers,
his safety was their safety, too. In a
lull In tho storm of sound tho Judgo
attempted to make himsolf heard, but
his words wero lost In tho angry roar
thnt descended on him.
"Don't let him speak! Kill him!
Kill him!"
A scoro of men sprang to their feet
and from nil sides camo tho click ot
rlllo and pistol hammers as thoy wero
drawn to tho full cock. Tho Judgo's
fate Scorned to rest on a breath. He
swung about on his heel and gavo a
curt nod to Yancy and Cavendish,
who, falling back a step, tossed their
guns to their shoulders and covered
Murroll. A sudden hush grow up out
of tho tumult; the cries, angry and
Jeering, dwindled to a murmur, and a
dend pnll ot sllonco rested on the
crowded room,
Tho very taste of triumph was In
tho Judgo's mouth.- Thon came a com.
motion nt tho back of tho building.
A rlpplo of comment, and Colonel
Fentress elbowed bis way through tho
crowd. At eight of bis enemy the
Judge's face went from wblto to red,
while his eyes blazed; but for the mo
ment tho forco of his emotions left
him speechless. Hero and thore, as
ho ndvnncod, Fentress recognized a
friend and bowed coolly to tho rlgbt
nnd left.
ITD BE CONTINUED.)
Promise,
A mnn usually wants tho preacher
to furnish proof that what be prom
Iscb Is going to come true, but be la
willing to tako the glib promoter'
word for It.
MlMONAL
SUNMTSCnOOli
Lesson
fBr B. O, BELI.Kns, Director of Evening
Department, Tho Moody ijidio insiuuio,
Chicago.)
LESSON FOR SEPT. 22.
FEEDING THE FIVE THOU8AND.
iJeSSON TEXT-Mnrk 0:30-44.
OOLDEN TEXT "Jesus Bald Unto
them, I am the bread of life." John 6:K.
This parablo marks tho high lovol
of tho year of popularity In tho llfo of
our Lord. It Is such nn Important
ralraclo as to bo tho only ono recorded
by all four gospel writers.
Tho returning disciples (r. SO) aro
urged by tho Masttr to como with llm
Into a desert plnco that thoy might
rest, and also that ho might comfort
their hearts over tho death of Joha
tho Baptist. "Thoy had no leisure."
Jesus knew tho need nnd nlso tho
proper uso of leisure. Hut tho multi
tude would not grant this and flockca
to his retreat In tho desert. They saw
and followed that thoy might listen
to bis gracious words or behold somo
new wonder, but Jesus also saw and
ministered, v. 21. Carllslo said ho eaw
In England "forty millions, mostly
fools." Not so with Jesus. Ho saw
and was moved, not with sarcasm, but
with compassion, which compassidn
took a tangable form of service It la
Interesting to noto In verso 31 that tho
compassion of Jesus led him first of
nil to teach. It Is bettor to teach a
man how to help himself than to help
tho mnn. Wo also Infer from this
verse that tho soul of n man Is ot
moro value than hla body. It Is not
enough, however, to Bay, "God bless
you, bo fed nnd warm," when u man
is hungry. So It Is that Jesus listened
to bis dlclplos when thoy saw tho
physical need of tho multltudo.
A Great Task.
St. John tolls us In this connection
of tho conversation with Philip. Phil
ip lived in Ilcthsalda near by, yet to
feed this multltudo wns for him too
great a task, even with his knowledge
of tho resources at hand, John C:G-7.
Yet wo need not bo surprised at Phil
ip's slowness of faith. Moses In llko
manner was ouco nonplussed how to
feed six thousand in tho wilderness,
fce'o Num. 11:21-23. It Is not so much
as to how great tho ngl nor how llt
tlo we possess, but rather Is tho little
given to God.
Another dlsclplo, Andrew, who had
discovered tho Saviour unto Peter, dis
covers as though In desperation a boy
whoso mother had thoughtfully pro
vided him with a lunch consisting of
llvo barley biscuits nnd two small
dried herring (John 0:0), at least that
much remained. It Is a great com
mentary upon tho tldo of Interest nt
this tlmo that this boy should not
havo, eaten his lunch, for a boy's hun
ger Is proverbial. It seems as though
Jesus emphasizes tho helplessness of
tho dlclplcs In order that ho may show
his power. Ills command, "glvo yo
them," (v. 37) teaches us that wo aro
to glvo such aa wo have, not look to
others, nor do our charity by proxy.
Prov. 11:21, 25.
Again tho Saviour nsks his disciples
to eco (v. 38) ns though ho would
teach them tho boundless resources of
his kingdom. Glvo what you havo and
bo will bless nnd lncrcaso it to tho
supplying of tho needs of tho multi
tude. The Bocrot of success wns when
he took tho loaves nnd "looking up"
for God nlso saw on that day, and
blessed It-
Wo need to observo tho systematic.
procedure Tho pcoplo seated or ro
cllnlng upon tho ground In ranks or
by companies. Tho Master blessing
nnd breaking tho boy's cakes nnd giv
ing first to tho disciples, for God only
works such miracles through human
agencies, nnd then giving to tho peo
ple. Tho result ot this systematic pro
cedure was that "all did cat," and
further, they wero eatlalled, v. 42. Not
alono, however, wbb thero Divine or
der nnd lavlshnessT but thcro was
economy and thrift as well, for Jesus
gavo careful directions as to tho frag
ments. Tho lavlshncss Is shown by
tho fact that tho baskots into which
tho fragments wero gatherod wore
each largo enough In which to sleep.
Living Bread.
Tho conversation process was
stinging rcbuko to tho Improvident
orientals, and to the present day prodi
gals of that wonderful bounty with
which God has blessed our 'land.
God gives to us that wo may use,
Joy dies unless It Is shared. Jesus,
the living bread (John 6:48) will satis
fy hunger, and life, aa bread, gener
ates In tho human body heat, energy,
vitality, power, eta, o ha would feed
tho hungry souls Of mankind. We
have at band tho Word; It la for lack
of It that men die In the deepest mm
of that word.

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