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At thisof the horn of an autolea new car bore doard them To the banker's surprise, Webb paused in the center of the road and ly "Here, quick!"

"Hu sullenly "I'oin' to pick up a rock some o' these days an' knock one o' them fellers off his perch"

Still i car, with brakes on, slid to a stop a few feet away

"What the hell's the oggles, cried out, angrily "You heard me blowin', didn't you?"

"I ain't deef," John flashed at him "I wanted to see what 'the hell'--to use your words--you'd do about it You think because you are in a rig o' that sort, Pete Allen, you can it out o' your way If you had touchedI'd have stomped the life out o' you I know you You used to split rails an' hoe an' plow, barefooted over in Dogwood 'White trash,' the niggers called your folks You've been in town just long enough to make you think you can tras"

"Well, you have no right to block the road up," the driver said, quite taken aback, his colorto his cheeks "There is a law--"

"I don't care a dang about your law!" Webb broke in "I'ivin' an upstart like you the right to rasshopper, I'll break it The minute a skunk like you buys a machine on credit an' starts out he thinks he owns the earth"

Still flushed, theinarticulately and started on his way

"I hit 'im purty hard," John said, as Mostyn rejoined hi on earth that makes me rippin' mad it is the way fellers like that look an' act"

They found thirty or fortyof the preacher The building was a long, one- story frame structure made of undressed planks ashed It had a porch in front which was filled with barrels, chicken-coops, and heavy agricultural implements The people were seated in the shade of the trees, soons