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THE SNYDER SIGNAL, NYbUl, 'ffcXAH, KK1UAY, JULY s, lUil.
XT, f ' Wbm'ii that, fo goodness' aakeT "Tour, home, you know," Pale e ptalned with a finite. "Oh, my horn. Why didn't ye say M, then? No, I won't." the declared Dale put lila baa dowu ami rested -Ma hands on Ida Up. ."Why. way I taxiulrer : " 'Cause I won't. I don't nevei keep eoinp'ny with uo strange men folk a. Hut yander com Hy, and he'll how ye rbe way; he'a a goln' over to the aetflenient." Dale faced to the right anl hw, .onilnf toward Mm with ateps thai would have measured almost four feet, tlie tallest and lankiest IndlTld ual he had ever aeen outside a clrcu. !, The newcomer had a smoothly ahaven chin, hla coal-black hair waa long and hla long mustache completely hid the arrow allt that waa hla month. In one hand he carried a repeating rifle. "Who' that?" Dale half w diapered. "That's By Heck," anewered the girl She continued In a low voice, "Hla uainc'a Sain Heck ; but pipt he railed him 'By Hack' one day, and the nickname aiuck to hliu like inolssse. Everybody callM him that now, even the revenuer. Hy, he'i the biggest eater, and the biggest liar. In the world! But hla lyln' don't never do no harni, and nobody kear. So ef ye want to go to the settlement, mister. By, he'll take ye over. They mehhe ain't jot what you're used to fo' eatlu", hut jell be welcoiur to what the la." Hbe laughed a little, turned, and dlaappeered amon( be blooming lau rela. The man By Heck wore the poor clothing of a 'ir l.lllii.nn. HI hat. which had owe Iwd black, waa all art id and .vet all crown: hie suspend MM S" "Caua i Won t. Comp'ny With folks." I Don't Never No tfanj Keep Men. era. " I'll li lad YoonliMe i'ii' heon I'lHiirM with h in!'.vt '.'.Hi trv; I. rundown con hide t ik l hh n.f i riiliii) loitsl.v htitt I'ecai.M- if 'li sieat IV'lKlll of hli hlrlidcr ! KI WI. on he 1 1 : I re i l.nl a .i.'nt oini llinc .(it'll" from I .!. he halted. I'Ihcci! t lie I. ult of tii ritte cnrefillly I'otworn hi i'. i. i d :ri 'il on Ita Hinxxle; ll.ni lie de ll -. titely lu cnn tn lake '' iHrakiireioeiita of the tiew oniei. - Ialc (liln t like tie .; to hi in It waa iiupiiilriit, "Well, what'a the vhiIm iT" he ekel ahcfii'y. "Srke Ilka i:an.'' draw'ed Hy Heck. "I fr-l(n yi muai h tip Iter lookle' fo' coal."' "How tl!d jao ret-h auch a gondii aloa ihat'f" "Jeat I'laln hoea rme. droop tg antn;ach uiiKl :h worda mm Haaf. "The" ain't hut ttuea Ihlofa 'at taa brtcg a c)ry iun Iter, w later," h 4rwled on, "a ad rheai'a UMoeihlna rllla, bad health, tod I'oat. Vau ahora aJ'at got had health rail yo ala't got tb cat f a reeni r. thaogh a few aalautea ago I thn),.1i( norhba ya waa." " ""And you abut a wr aald Da It. "N," bjeoted lit ik. "1 abot at yara hat. 'I ail in ttita at smi I ahaota at. nleler. 1 wanted ye to turn yora faca. aaa I con Id ee H, and ye 4iq. Aa fo' that eaal "lbe Morel iida, they owns the coal la Daald Moraland'a moanula, and they won't tell It fo' pa 'laoaat aaoney. J hey live ovar la tb Mttla Mnt.. tlvem and tha Llttlaforda. They're every danger ane Xna folk a. 1 3r . m ry Km f. i i pi i" Ai .Ti h ics.o" vLV I 4m k 1 EapsDurg)Liebe l I k .. . v. i Ce. tnar i a.n l. David MoralancTa Mavtaln. Carlyto Wllburton Dale known tc lituieelf and a few cae Triewda na Kill Dale had laid out ' ewurao of action aluioat before the northbound tralif had left the mttaklrta of the atate cap Ital behind. It Incurred facing big odda; hut other men had faced big odda and won tut, end what other bad done he uuld do. Indeed, he bad already done aeveral thlnga which other men might not have thought of doing, and one if tl. em waa leaving a bride, not figuratively but literally, at the altar In a faehlouahte church! But he knew I'MitcIa hadn't wanted to marry hliu any more than he had wanted to marry her. It waa only natural for hlin to think of coal, now that he had cut fur all tlm from th "el" In which he had alua.ve hem a colonial mlnflt, now that he inuat jinll hla own oar or vlr tually M'rih. He had heard coal talked liu the day of hla birth; to him cottl ; nd tikliirh meant exactly th miif. (hi of hi father' aoclal' had often poketi of a fine vein in the mountain of faetem 1'ennekee had often tried to persuade hi father to look Into It. tn no avail. Young lle re membered tint thl vein lay not fur from a long railroad Killing called the Half) wil. h. in the vlclnlly of H K rife tnoniiialli. The owner were tnoiiiiialii folk f Kngiith dekcent. hi fill her aoi late had mid. Deciiledlv Mr mre, ilomght Dale, ilit hi fmlior had nrver cared to lin t-mlnle If. The clndery Utile train reached the leng ftldltig ulioiit the middle of a fin kprina morning, hale look ui hi beg hastened out, and konn found himself laudliig lotie In the heart of n ex tremely wllil ectlou of louiitry. When the !! of the little train and ihe fnt nui'l it hnd JuM met had died away, there came ihe aucy chat I erl ii u of boomer Miilrreln aiul 'he weet l litai-Ing .f bird. 1 'nle caMght the Jo.vouk i-!rll. He could have fall'ly xli.iille.l out of ihe fullne .of hi verj hmiiMi hen I. Here all Uimiiolled and .n. Intnl. ed. l.il uine thlng whli-ered wihln liiiu: "They won't tall you n avage here mke ih' your own country!" Kroiu nonewhere on N liearbv iiinuiitalliKiile rltle'f keen rcort M'H' the air; a bullet vhiued like a iiih'' hornet; DiV hut Jiiinpeil u tittle hl bend. The Mlifc li'i K a i X-n l iiti; rude.' I'liie wheeled, hi urn)' ef hlilae. and k only i tiny luid of lnoke-inlt r!ki.f fimn (, !::ureN liioro tlmti fftv feet iiwi.v. "t'olfe out, Jotl i-o ;i !" he i.imic! "t'uli.e o;:( hi d let me e -ii." iln 1 f v tiilii; the i-'rce of linger :n hi1- lllce. 'Ill- hlNH WMIitod lo kno Junt what n rcnl b'trbw nj tiinii like."' The iniirti! ooitfd of n twlc break llK H short liisllilHC off to Ills left next claimed hi Httetiticn. He wn helug closely Whlii.ed l v n nlr of ilic flu ent, oli iui t hrowu lie had ever aeen. He nw her eve ls; he never forgot Hint. Slit' wii Mmi'ling on n low clifT he Volld ttic ,M-k!ll!g creek ),;it II. i wed helile the i n : Ironil. and hc wnpar llnlly liiii!cii l y a i Iui ip of bhiom tig In lltcl. liiit I'll'. could -ee lh:it vlir liii iihoiit twenty; ilmt every line of her ronntled. gniceful Hgure wbl peted of a doelike tli ligih ; that vhe vva ax ttttlil,t i, .toiitig ilne; that Irt il.-ili.ut hlwwn hnlr nicghl ihe aunllghr. and that her face was oval Ijdiaped and hnndxoiiie rather than prelly In kplte of Ita tun. Dale took off hi hat. There wa a bullet hole In ik very lop of l h'gln peeked crow a. "Wbo'a the letberT' he frowned. The girl bltihe "Uebbe he fiat a robber." h aaM. "Mebbe he iheoght you waa aomebody elae. Anyrow, yon ala't bad hint, are jer Dale iold. "h, uot aerlouwly !" ' ' "Tou an f ''kly fa be, ef y believe ye1f." If f -rae aayealf r Date leigh. "W he, I cett!da't be oaghty If I triad; l a e aketl.f Mtam tua'e trftht Wllttebeyl I woader If I coalil vat wi at eeioe hr aer here: ehV' "ThV H1WI t,fiM, tbawgkt fulll. "WhereV . ' r . -' "At pia." r fiaadpap'a. er with 'tuoat any ' uiy people; or." . addeet with contenr.pt uoiia twlat to Iter I'.pa. "you might etay -with eom V . them .low-down Morelande." "Where Oo jemr people HaeT "About all anile bach that way." She pointed oer her hnjlkir .with fore finger. "Would you anlad aaowlog ate tke ari te your jareait) alellr I'm a gcln' over thar now. Want to go 'lotigT Suy dang my plcttire ef I didn't fo'glt to ai what mtght be yore inline, iiilaterl" "Hill Dtile." cume quickly "Hill Dale. SottloinctitT Sure I l.i Md the wuy. By Heck. Whoa the young wom en I wn talking with when you cume up?" "Who? HerT That's old Hen l.lltle rord'a gyurl. Her tituue' Hnbe. Tliul'a what they call her. Shea go! another nn nie; but II ain't been ued fo' ao long It been To'got, I reckon. She'a the youngest one o' old Hen'a chlldreu. She hiilu't like none o' the r.t,t n' the Uttlefords. Hy goah. ahea awful high headed. She can read good. Babe can. Did Major Bradley, from down al far teravlllo Id the lowland, he apemla hla aunimera up here fo' hi health, and he leached Habe how to read. Ht.e fel ler. Major Bradley. Lawyer. Habe the liaa done read everything In the whole dunged country. The a'ral Bible, and a book about a I'ilgriiii I'rog-reM, and a linker's. How and fame Almaueck, and a dlc-dlctlonarv. "Hut wed better light ul fo' the aelrleinent, Mr. Hill, or we II ml din aer, mebbe. I'm plumb danged fool about rVn'. I e't twenty-two biaciilt o' tlour-bread t his moruln' fo' break fua. aaiile a whole h'iled hatiiKhank. and other things accordln'. It the uyln' truth I Coiue on, Mr. Hill." They went down to the creek, crowned It on atoDca, and began to climb the low cliff. After an hour'e traveling lleck sropiied iu the trail and put the butt of bia rifle to the ground. 'from right here. Hill." be anld. "we can fee every house It) the whole danged tellleinent." They were atandlng on the creM of I lav hi Morels nd mountain. Below them !uy a broad valley checkered with Mnu'l famia; and each farm hnl it log enhin, ita log barn and it apple orchard. Beyond It all roae Ihe great and iiajcatlc Big I'ine, which higher ami more rugged with clifls than David Morelaud' moiintuin. "The Mnrelande live on th.a note o the river, and the l.lftlefird live on yr. de." drawled Heck. "They don't never huve nothing to do with each other, but they don't hardly ever right; they re all -trapplu' tig men. mid thc fiarli'w o d;inged hard ludon't pay. M) gokli. BUI, every man of mi i-un lioo; a :iiai eyelash off at four hundred va nl I Mii-lit I may drap dead ef they am I! Do ye ee that big cabin right piMnb In the middle o' the iitgii' baif o' l lie aettleiuent. Bill? Well, tlo t.iia o' the Morelands he lives thar John Morelnnd. Thut's whar you want to i'o. Bill, kence je've got u oucyor able cave o' the illea knowed coal on-t he-brain. Hut I can tell v afoiehand, you alu'l got enough munev to buy that con I, don't matter bow much money ye've got." Dale via not looking toward Join Morelaud home now. Hla gax bad wamleieil to Ihe other aiOe of tin river. By Heck waited a full minute i for u reply to In upeecb. then ti I pol 1-j.ain: '"I l.e gyurl, or the coal : that what n hotherln' ye, HH1T" Dal eye twinkled. "Must I cl.ooi t'elwieii iheiu?" ha laughed. "Mmre!" Hy Heck waan't even nr!l :ng. "Shore! The Morelauda ai.i l.!l lleford hate each other wtia tioi ii blue tailed hawk hnteft a crow. 1 1. gyurl. or lit- coal. Bill?" 'We'll gn dowu to John More atid n.' M.noi.'iiced Dale. the mountaineer took up N.h n!li ' Let n.e gl' ye u word or two o' warn n'," le continued erioiialy. "in n't 'l "In- to pay John MortTiind !' e: - n' i. iv grub, nor lo' aircplu' in h' t'Ml. ni i :- chaulu' h!f tolitc I er. I.; ye ! i yore gcofe will sliore lie coi r'C ivltli .I.1;) Morcluf d. I'.ut f ye v. . 'ii I Tug ii : he v i 1 1 it-it a littie, .lol,n uife i. i.i in" k Till hiiiidy In :ii k'ti hen, !t woiiMu'i do n dat.gid t 1 o' I a r in. I 'o ye oi.ili rxtaiid it !i now f.,11?" " I -ale tioililed. Mid they bt-gan the lie ciit. John Mun Intiil tuiiive wn l.in!t .: vi hole oak logs which were ell l;i.ci tvi'h o k v)i:iv Hint dtilihcd III tetwc, Willi c:i.y ; the roof wo of !V;ii;i!in:.i!i I'OHi'K Mid ii chiiutiey of stone i.i.i clay roe at either i ml. .! hn Minciaiiil IiIiiix If :.t on itu front iorcli. i.nii bi'.:ile linn li.y n re peiift.g nlle, two yiii;uv Mjuirreis itur l ad luen very neatly idiot llil'iiigli ih httid. : ! weary iilack-nnd 'i i tioiind. lie waa an uucoiiiiiiouiy 1., iran. and about furty-evu ; ln ey i were gray and keen; hit thick har ti.O full heard were a rich in-own. mt only a few threads of white. Then waa a certain English ttnenev abow ib iran. tine felt that be cmjio ini John Wore'nd. Aa 'be moonshiner and Lis out pi i to reacted the gale Moie'auii com rnt itivhed hie bat back fi-vin hi fo, reett. Hi. JobB,' . grinned M'k. "in here f ler waata te stay nitb y few r.vs, Jeha. Keeina :e U !ghr. ' "t'oiue liglil Id," invltd the cr-ft f th lleitlanda. Ne ldVd ln ueuie uiarJe cbalr be bad just vr.Het "!3l dowe tber end rest, slrarger. t he baclt fg m!nte er o." He fratenevl lote the ah-a. v'i)'VK be tiirre!a with him. "He went to tell bla wl'e t i"-1 op a extry good dianer, B'-l. ' w hu lrl ' Heck. "I'eiipefvyofed fc.i yoowg cho'ken. hot biacalta. fieti imt ler. wild honey, huckleberry pie er. peacji pi and atrawlieiry pievaie Kill, I en i n't hardly ataiid tt. t'aM u. lecture ef T couldn't eat tw wh' raw Oaags right -ow. I iu iiut o'in -huted bongry. Well. I got to it. int. v on pM)e. I live down the river bait oitle. we and my maw. V.'oine to ! uie. Hill, and we'll go a-Ovbio'. ts '..ng. Bill old bey I" i John Mereland returned prewenni The man fnm the city roue and prof fered tit H I It) 11(1. "My mime," he begun, old hublt alrong mou hliu, "la C'urlyle " Before he could get auy further with It, John Morelutid Hung the hand from hlut uh though It were a Ihlng of un Hpcakuble coiituiulnatlon. Ill bearded face went deathly white with the whlicncK of nn old and hitter hatred. Him great fiats clenched, anil every niiiM le iu hla giant body trembled. "WliHt the matter, ninu'" Dule wanted to know. "t'arlyle!" Morelaud repeated In a hoate growl. "You any yore niitne la t'arlyle 1" 0mm "Carlyla!" Mereland Repeated in a Hears Crawl. "Yeu Say Yore Name le Carlyle!" "Ye," wonderingly, "but that's only a art of It. Mr name I t'arlyle Wll burton Dale Hill Dale. What'a the matter?" "Did you com from Wet Vlr ginny?" sharply. Dale gave the iree of hN home town nd Ktate. "'I liiit' dif'reiit." The mountain eer couiiieiiSnce became lighter. "Thi mini I'm a-thlDkin' about, he waa from Weat Virginity. 1 hope ynu won't hold uothln ag'ln me fo' actln' up that away. I couldn't hep It, 8 ho re, It accuiM. loii'll kniw how I felt when I tell ye limit It, Mr. Dale. I owe It to ye to explain. Jeat a minute " He tcppe1 Into the rnhln and brought out another chair, Mit down heavily ami crowed hi leg. Dale, too. sat down. "The mountain you had to come over to come here, Mr. Dole," More land heyati, hi tugvojc Illicit vvltli TT Here s ill END B'J i .. a i. i ' f r. A v. - ' . w i an old, Md aorrow, "Ih kunwciraa Dii vld Morelnnd inoiintuiu moatly be cause David Morelnnd la hurled In tho very hlgheat place on top of It. him and hla wtfe. He wu tuy brother, and waa the best brother u uinn ever had. It wua atlua the talk ' the neighbor hood how much we liked ouch other. I'p ontel the time he wu innrrled I went with Mm whar he went, and he went with me whnr I went. I'd tight fo' b I in, and he'd fight fo' me. It'e hard lo tell, even litter thl long time... "David, he was a sirnpplii' big man, like all ' the Moroliiiiiln. II wa about yore sir., and grey-eyed like you, and he had brown hair like you. When you walked up to the gate, it made me think o' him the day he waa innrrled; be wa all drexaed up Iu dark blue like you. , , . Then David he went up here one summer and found thl vc.'ii o' conl. He got law ful p'sessloti o' the mountain, and moved hi wife up here. The rest of it lived over In the Laurel Kork coun try then. "One day I got a letter from David, wtilch ald that a man named John K. OaHyl waa a -coin' to buy Ida moon, tain ad the coal, and aald that bia wife was Miw'ful alck. A week later she died, and left a baby which died, too, accordin' to a old Injun by the name e' Cherokee Joe, who knowed my pap and knowed David. And a t lion ill later we was all dragged from our bed by thla aante Cherokee Joe, lellln' i: that Carlyle had shot David. Carly'e, Cherokee Joe nid. ..as ilrlnkln' hard. The Injun seed the shootln' through a window. "It wan might' nigh to three day later when we got here and found pore David a-layiu' whar he'd fell. We scoured the mountains fo' uilles and miles around in a a'arch fo' the dawg who killed him, but we never found hlin. . . . The land up here linked puny, and It belonged to um hy Dn Id's deuih; so we all moved up here to llve,nd built us culilnx. "Major Bradley found out about th end o' my brother, and he wanted u lo put the ''tiM' in the hfindx o' the law-. Hut we wouldn't do It. A More land fever go to low about anything, lie pay s ,!v own debts, and he collect vvlitit 1 Hi due" John Morelnnd arose and paced the porch floor, which creaked tinder In weight, lie shipped before Dale, and went on sadly: ''.Vow ye ll know why I was so much lone -ifi when I liecred yore tin me, the Carlyle pari John K. t'arlyle killed the best ninn 'at ever lived. And meb be ye'll oiHlci'Maml why we nln't never had the conscience to sell the coal, ivhh h ci st Brother David his life." Mcrein d guest sat starii.g absent' ly toward a brown-vringed nunerfiy that wr. tndiistrlonsly !pplng honey from tie heart of a hoticy suck'e hluoiti. I e gave lio sign that he hud tieuril m. y Mill k out of ihe ordinary, hut In i.i- oiid, peisisieni way hi mind seeuicil lo connect h! fill her, .lo'ou K. DlLie,.w!'. L; 'lorv he hud jlli-t heinjl. w. ay wixviJDLij? are the quality 7 cigarette pi CAUSE vc put tbe utmost quality into this -H cr-c brrd. Cumels j:rc 2s goad as it's pes-fih'.t- fcr jhili, i-ioney ar.J liftlortg knowledge cf fine tobaccos to make r. cigarette. Nothing is tec good fcr Camels. And bear this in :.;ind! Everything is dcr.e lo nzke Camels the best cigarette it's possible to buy. Nothing is dene sir.ply for show. Like the Camel package for instance. It's the mcst perfect psckr'ng science can devise to pro tect cigarettes and keep ther.i fresh. Heavy paper secure foil wrapping revenue stamp to seal ihe fold and make the package air-tight. But there's nothing flashy about it. You'll find no extra wrappers. Nc frills or furbelows. Such things do not improve the smoke any more than premiums or coupons. And remember you must pay their extra cost or get lowered quality. ; If you want the smoothest, mellowest, mildest ! cigarette you can imagine and one entirely free from cigaretty aftertaste, It's Camels for you. i?l-Svi R. J. REYNOLDS TOBACCO COMPANY, Wia.t.-SaW. N. C 'Joliu K. TuTt TntJco-im. friun V.'u Vl..l.,l I... I. ' - i.tri I niinil, lie ilfiv refused, time up u time, to make Investigation of the Morelum eo property. Tim hlllmuu Interrupted young : le ihltiklng: "Addie, she's a-goln' lo huve dinner ready purty imioii. Would ye like te wash, Mr. Dule?" "Ye," vviiH the answer, and In the tone of Hill Dalc'a quiet voice, there waa a shade of meaning that More land did not catch. "Yes, I'd like te wash." CHAPTER II In the Cup. Dale found the hum hie home of hla mountaineer hott a home In the folieat sene of the word. At the noonday meal, he met Mr. Morelnnd and Ihe son of the house hold, and they were eiadly as he had pictured them. Mr. Morelaud was piiel, motherly, always smiling, 'freight and real aa her husband. The son. Caleb ami l-iike, ere-e much alike aa the fingers em jrotir bands; litey were lall and trvad ehooldered, jrryed and ferewftAieJred. Before sundown Dale had become Mciuaiufed with the real of the More lands, and he liked them, every one. lie waa at the cabin of bis hot'a gray old father and mother for a lorg time. When supper waa ovwr John More land lighted the big gla lamp Iu the best room, and the family and their guest gathered there to spend tie eve ning. Then Ihe lanky moonshiner and Ida mother came In. (Jratiuy Heck had the sharp feature and ihe tooied, thin figure of a witch. She wore a faded blue bandana about her while head, and she carried a long hickory stuff; there waa reed stemmed clay pip In her mouth, and har dark calico skirt had a tobacco pocket In It. Her aon preceded her into the room. He walked to the renter table, faced about, and aald with a low and airy sweep of his right hand: "Hill, old hoy, this here'a maw. Maw, she tells forehuiiea." "Ko thla here," creaked ;rani;y Heck, looking over the bras riina of her eictaele, "I Mr. Bill! Well, well! I Jesl thought Wi myself 't I'd come up and see v. Mr. Bill, and tell yore forelmne.'' Mie dropped Inio the rocker that t'aleb had placed for her. "Addie," alio wild to ihe amlllrg Mra Morelaud. "will ye bring me a cop half full o' coffee groeada?" When the cup came, the fortune teller took It and shook it and putted it, all the while muttering mysterious wordi that she had learned from the Vd Indian. Cherokee Joe which served her purpose very well. "I see," she mumbled more or lea sepu Ich rally, "a pow'fol good-lookin' gyurl In a callker dresa, with her hair n-hfiiigin' away down her hack. A bare footed gyurl, with big, purty eyes. She's, a-inandjiil. on. a low clifta peeu- (Continued on iKige 0)