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Dick discovered that the girl was breathless with excitement and the largeness of her news. "Are you listening?" "I'll catch every word," Dick replied. "Well, I'm at Belle Meade's house. Belle and her mother are here. Mr. Meade is out. You know where the house is -corner of Clark Street and Stetson's Alley?" "Yes; I know."

"I recognize that voice," said Jack suddenly, in a low whisper, "it's Ramon de Barros." The other two boys nodded. Ralph Stetson's heart beat so hard and fast that it fairly shook his frame. Truly the predicament of the party was a terrible one.

"If you were real hungry it would be dreadful. I think you'd better take some crackers and cheese upstairs with, you when you go to bed." Neale took this all in good temper, but Mrs. MacCall exclaimed, suddenly: "There! I knew there was something I forgot from the store to-day. Tess, do you and Dot want to run over to Mr. Stetson's after supper and bring me some crackers?"

"That was a purty neat trick," said Steve, wiping a red streak from his cheek. "Nex' time she tries that, she'll git herself into trouble." At nightfall the wounded leader and the dead one were carried up the mountain, each to his home; and there was mourning far into the night on one bank of the Cumberland, and, serious though Rufe Stetson's wound was, exultation on the other.

She was quite large, in a soft young way, and her skin was as pure as a baby's. "But you can't know beforehand how they're going to treat me!" "Yes, I can know beforehand, too, and if you're set on next month, it's none too soon to be seein' about it. I've a good mind to step over to Mis' Lawrence's and Mis' Stetson's this afternoon." "Mother! You wouldn't ask 'em anything?" Mrs.

NEXT day the news of Rufe Stetson's flight went down the river on the wind, and before nightfall the spirit of murder was loosed on both shores of the Cumberland. The more cautious warned old Jasper. The Stetsons were gaining strength again, they said; so were their feudsmen, the Marcums, enemies of the Braytons, old Jasper's kinspeople.

"Careful, now, fellows!" warned Dick a few moments later. "We want to hear, as well as catch! Softly does it." Well practiced in running, not one of the three freshmen was out of breath by the time that they reached the head of Stetson's Alley. Just before turning the corner at the head of the alley, Dick and his freshmen chums halted to listen and reconnoiter.

With a flashing cross-fire from eye to eye, the two passed, each with his thumb on the hammer of his Winchester. The groups on the court-house steps stopped talking as he rode by, and turned to look at him. He saw none of his own friends, and he went on at a gallop to Rufe Stetson's store. His uncle was not in sight. Steve Marcum and old Sam Day stood in the porch, and inside a woman was crying.

As to Spunk's name it was not Mrs. Stetson's fault that even that was left undisturbed. Mrs. Stetson early became acquainted with Spunk.

In a few moments Rome Stetson galloped into sight, and, with a shrill cry of relief, the boy ran down the road to meet him, and ran back, holding by a stirrup. Young Stetson's face was black with passion, and his eyes were heavy with drink. At the door of the mill he swung from his horse, and for a moment was hardly able to speak from rage. There had been no fight.

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