Alcohol trafficking -- Fiction; Mountain life -- Tennessee -- Fiction
Certainly there was no flaw in his reasoning that stormy night when
he had betaken himself in company with the wind and the rain, high up
into the solitudes of the "bald" of the mountain. A wild night, with
none else abroad save perchance a stray marauder of the furry gentry.
Only the mists dogged his steps, and only the lightnings searched out
his path. The gigantic boulder that seemed immovable, grim, gaunt,
forbidding, the agency of giant powder set astir easily enough; and
although the charge, accurately calculated for the purpose, was not
sufficient to fracture the great mass, its equilibrium on the steep
slope was destroyed. A wild turbulent dance it had as it hurled down
the slope from the spot where the ebbing seas of centuries agone had
left it stranded. A thunderous crashing voice it lifted as it went, and
the thunder of the clouds seemed to reply. In the pallid dawn of the
rainy day, Taft had crept back through the wet clouds of the summits
and the spent winds lingering in the dank woods, to behold it lying
there in this alien stop, as immovable of aspect as of yore, with great
trees uprooted by the tempest athwart the rocky ledges about its path,
and every trace of the action of powder effaced by the persistent rain.
It marked a new corner for the beginning of Kenniston's survey; on a
line with the old, it is true, but full five furlongs distant. It was
a north-westerly line to be run out thence; the greater divergence
would occur in the Cove, which fact Taft had learned as Kenniston made
a swift plat of his irregularly shaped land with his cane on the floor
of Cap'n Lucy's cabin porch. A simple scheme enough, this,--that the
one available site for the hotel should be thrown within the lines
of Cap'n Lucy, who would not bargain, sell, or convey, and thus the
ill-omened caravansary crowded out of the space it was expected to
occupy; for as yet Bruin's intervention as incendiary was among the
uncovenanted things, and since the unlucky threat to burn the building
had originated among the moonshiners Taft feared discovery should he
apply the torch himself. A simple scheme, well planned and carried out
with full effect,--and how should its completion so ill please its
projector?
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