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And there was a Captain Kinsolving who fought in General Greene's army, though we've never been able to secure any papers to vouch for it. If there is to be a family ghost, why couldn't it have been his, instead of a bricklayer's?" "The ghost of a Revolutionary ancestor wouldn't be a bad idea," agreed Mrs. Bellmore; "but you know how arbitrary and inconsiderate ghosts can be.
"What about that fire?" asked Mr. Bellmore, as he galloped on beside Dave. "I don't know," was the doubtful answer. "What do you say, Pete?" "What's that?" called back the foreman, his eyes never leaving the dim figure that was racing on ahead. "The fire he started," replied Dave. "Won't it eat back to the cattle?" "It may.
I am afraid he must have badly disturbed your rest." Terence sent a smile of pleased congratulation toward his mother. Attainment was Mrs. Kinsolving's, at last, and he loved to see her happy. "I suppose I ought to be ashamed to confess," said Mrs. Bellmore, who was now enjoying her breakfast, "that I wasn't very much disturbed.
Together they rode home in the early evening. Now that the work of the day was over Dave's mind went back to the scene of the morning, when he had handled his baby garments and the cork jacket. His manner must have been strange and distracted, for Mr. Bellmore said: "What's the matter, Dave?" You act as though you had lost your last friend." "Well, I have, in a way," was the unexpected answer.
Just who, or which, was doing the moving it was hard to determine, as the haze of dust still overhung everything. "Can a person live after that mix-up?" asked Mr. Bellmore, speaking aloud, unconsciously. "Oh, him plenty mluch alive!" glibly replied the Chinese cook. "Dave he plenty mluch hab fall, an' he come up smilin'." "Oh, he does; eh?" asked the Chicago man.
He covered the distance to the ranch in record time, and found Mr. Bellmore busy over some calculations. The engineer was surprised to learn what had happened, and at once jumped on his horse and galloped off with Dave. When they again reached the valley Mr. Carson had not yet returned from his trip to the bend, but the cattle were in a worse tangle than before.
"It will be Molick who causes it, if anybody does. But I want, for your own good, to warn you against this man. He has done a lot of mean things in this section, and he is capable of doing more. He's as mean as they make 'em, and I truly hate to say that about a neighbor." "Oh, I accept it in confidence," replied Mr. Bellmore. "I know you do, and that's why I didn't hesitate.
For their horses were fresher than was the mount of the youth who had set the fire, and already they had appreciably lessened the distance between them. Len's horse had shown a wonderful burst of speed at first, and he had secured a quick start. "But it won't do him any good," said Dave. "We'll have him ridden down in ten minutes more." "I hope so," murmured Mr. Bellmore, "Why.
I raised up on my elbow, and then it glided silently away, and disappeared when it reached the door." Mrs. Kinsolving was in the seventh heaven. "The description is that of Captain Kinsolving, of General Greene's army, one of our ancestors," she said, in a voice that trembled with pride and relief. "I really think I must apologize for our ghostly relative, Mrs. Bellmore.
Bellmore Benjamin," said Dave, using the name for the first time, "Benjamin thinks it's one he made, and if it is I'm his brother!" "His brother?" Mr. Carson looked from one to the other, as if doubting whether he had heard aright. Slowly the cattleman again produced the old relic. At the first sight of it Mr. Bellmore exclaimed: "Yes! That's it! I'd know it anywhere!
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