The Little Brown Jug at Kildare

way back to the executive mansion, and were met with news that

said Griswold, "and Bosworth probably warned him, but it isn't of great importance.

have been hard put to say whether the long-departed goddess' name had been Evelyn or Laura. He had so thoroughly surrendered himself to the exactions of the law that love and marriage held small place in his speculations of the future. He had heard himself called a bachelor professor with the humorous tolerance of one who is pretty sure of himself, and who is not yet reduced

I assure you that it is not like him to avoid his public obligations. His absence is the most unaccountable thing that ever happened. I have my

nor of North Carolina brought to confusion, and the governor of South Carolina visibly present and thundering his edicts again, so to speak, ex cathedra. My own affairs can wait, Miss Osborne. My university may go hang; my clients may be mulcted in direst damages, but just now I am your humble servant, and I shall not l

and she liked the note of affection that cr

rries it off pretty well; but underneath he's really clever. The most amazing ideas take hold of him. You never could imagine what he's doing now! I met him ac

antic temperament,"

s place in North Carolina pleases him because there he commands space, and no one can crowd him or introduce him to people he doesn't want to meet. He declares that the most interesting people don't have more than a dollar a day to spend; that the most intelligent and the best-looking girls in America clerk in shops and work in factories. A philanthropic lady in New York su

e car window-did she also ap

declared to me most solemnly

ss Osborne's interest in A

tful intonation with which a wom

ture. "He is capable of following a winking eye at a perfectly respectful distance

ual," said Barbara,

y, South Carolina, he pondered a telegram he had received from Ardmore. He read and re-read this message, chewing ciga

f Ardmore's estate to the border, and the possible use of the house as headquarters, struck in upon him. He would, after all, generously take Ardmore into the game, and they would uphold the honor and dignity of the great commonwealth of South Carolina together. The keys of all Ardmore's houses were, so t

pondered deeply as he read and re-read Ardmore's reply to his message, a reply which was plainly enough dated at Ardsley, but which, he could not know, had really been written in caboose 0186 as it lay on a

Henry Main

se, Columb

ver is epidemic among my tenants, and I could not think of exposing you

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could be entertained in comfort. Griswold reflected that the very fact that he had wired from Columbia must have intimated to Ardmore that his friend was flying toward him, pursuant to the Atlanta invitation. Griswold dismissed a tho

date-line had not been so plainly written; if the phraseology were not so characteristic,

ed Turner Court House Griswold had dismissed the ungraciousness of Ardmore, and his jaws were set with a determination to per

ered Griswold, but he was destined to feel even more poignant insolence when, entering the sheriff's office, a deputy, languidly posed as a le

, seh. He's a-visitin'

of heart, but maintaining the icy tone that h

I don't

own name?" persist

deputy rose and busied himself so industriously with the telephone that within an hour all through the Mingo hills, and even beyond the state line, along lonely trails, across hills and through valle

teady gray eye. Instead of the Southern statesman's flowing prince albert, he wore a sack-coat of gray jeans, and w

o, Professor, and I remember distinctly that you al

as I understood you over the telephone, Appleweight was indicted for stealing a ham in this county by the last grand jury, but the sh

same thing is practically true across the state line in Dilwell County, North Carolina. These men, led by Appleweight, use their intimate knowledge of the country to elude pursuers when at times the revenue men undertake a raid, and the county authorities have never seriously molested them. N

it is important that they should not do so. This is an affair between the governors of the two Carolinas. It has been said that

oubtedly saved the leader from the gallows. That was before Osborne ever thought of becoming governor, and he acted only within his proper rights as a lawyer. I

s only when his official integrity was brought into question by unscrupulous enemies that he employed me as special counsel to carry this affair through to a conclusion. That accounts for my presence here, Ha

e of any effort mad

is business and wants the Appleweight

case; and I called on Bosworth, the attorney-general, and he grew furiously angry, and said I was guilty of the gravest malfeasance in not having brought those men to book long ago. When I suggested that he connive with the governor toward removing our sheriff, he declared that the governor was a coward. He seemed anx

ght a prisoner in North Carolina. If he's arrested over there, that lets us out; and if the North Carolina authorities won't arrest their own criminals we'll go ov

ory, but how do you

! My dear Habersham, all the usual proce

iate professor of admiralty whose lectures he had sat under at the University of Virginia, but a

ust of John Marshall up there falls from the shelf, you need not be surprised,"

spare your services long enough for you to serve a jail sentence.

untry, and we'll have a small but grim posse that will be ready for business. You may not know it, but the Appleweights are most religious. Appleweight himself boasts that he never misses church on Sunday. He goes also to the mid-week service on Thursday night, so I have learned, and thereby hangs our opportunity. Mount Nebo Church lies off here toward the north. It's a lo

ers, the state militia can be brought into use. The South Carolina Nationa

ham wh

decided it's better to be good than to be senator. By the way, that was a curious story in the newspap

little curiously, with a look that implied something th

ead in the newspapers at the ti

a smile flitted across his face but vanished quickly as though before a returning consciousness of the fact that he was facing Hen

usual way in this matter of Appleweight. It is quite out of my line as a leg

ut he asked: "What was Governor Os

uth Carolina was deeply absorbed in knitting a necktie, the color of which was, I think, the orange of a Blue Ridge autumn sunset. A