Alcohol trafficking -- Fiction; Mountain life -- Tennessee -- Fiction
"Espey tole _you-uns_! An' Espey tole yer _uncle Lucy_! Why,
then ye all knowed him ter be a runaway, an' ye knowed ez he war
a-playin' his deceits on nobody but me an' my mother ez hed got him
quartered on us, an' mebbe war liable ter the law fur it."
Adelicia, trembling, leaned back in her chair. Cap'n Lucy cast an
infuriated glance upon her, and then, with a hasty, nervous hand,
rubbed his brow back and forth, as if to stimulate his brain that
offered no solution of the difficulty. Jasper Larrabee still sat
leaning forward, his clear-cut face full of keen thought, a flush on
his pale cheek, a fire kindling in his brown eyes, and a sarcastic
smile curving his angry lips.
"My Gawd!" he exclaimed, "it is a cur'ous thing ez my mother ain't got
a frien' in this worl'! She says she don't work fur thanks, an' I'll
take my livin' oath she don't git 'em. That thar door o' the widder's
cabin on the Notch hev stood open ter the frien'less day an' night
since I kin remember. Her table's spread for the hongry. Her h'a'th's
the home o' them ez hev no welcome elsewise an' elsewhere. An' her nigh
neighbor an' old frien' sees a s'pected murderer quarter himself thar,
an' bring s'picion an' trouble _ennyhow_, an' danger mebbe, on her
an' hern. Ye mought hev advised Espey ter gin her her ch'ice, or leave.
Ye mought hev done ez much ez that! My mother's a old 'oman; an' she's
a proud 'oman, though ye moughtn't think it, an' the bare idee o' sech
talk ez that,--of s'picion, an' arrest, an' jail,--it would kill her!
it would kill her!"
Cap'n Lucy sat almost stunned, as under an arraignment. He pulled
mechanically at his pipe, but his head was sunk on his breast, and his
face was gray and set. The circumstances so graphically placed before
him seemed to have no relation to those of his recollection; they wore
a new guise. He had known all his life instances of collision in which
powder and lead had played more or less a tragic part; but the rôle of
the law had always been subsidiary and inadequate in the background
of the scene, sometimes represented only by an outwitted officer, and
the jollity of details of hairbreadth escapes. This construction of
crime was beyond his purview of facts. He did not know, or he did not
remember, that aught that others than the principal could do subsequent
to a crime might render them liable as accessory after the fact. Espey
had, in a fight, shot his antagonist,--such things were of frequent
occurrence in Cap'n Lucy's memory. He never expected to see or to hear
of the beagles of the law on the trail of the fugitive; his care, and
his only care, was to prevent his niece from marrying an expatriated
man while expatriated.
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