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[Illustration: MISS LADY] 
 
THE LAW OF THE LAND 
_Of Miss Lady, whom it involved in mystery, and of John Eddring, 
gentleman of the South, who read its deeper meaning_ 
A NOVEL 
By EMERSON HOUGH 
Author of 
The Mississippi Bubble The Way to the West 
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY 
ARTHUR I. KELLER 
COPYRIGHT 1904 
EMERSON HOUGH 
 
TO R.E.B. TO T.A.D. 
 
CONTENTS 
BOOK I
CHAPTER 
I Miss LADY II MULEY III THE VISITOR IV A QUESTION OF 
VALUATION V CERTAIN PROBLEMS VI THE DRUM VII THE 
BELL VIII THE VOLCANO IX ON ITS MAJESTY'S SERVICE X 
MISS LADY OF THE STAIR XI COLONEL CALVIN BLOUNT'S 
PROPOSAL XII A WOMAN SCORNED XIII JOHN DOE vs. 
Y.V.R.R. XIV NUMBER 4 XV THE PURSUIT XVI THE 
TRAVELING BAG XVII MISS LADY AND HENRY DECHERD 
XVIII MISFORTUNE 
BOOK II 
I THE MAKING OF THE WILDERNESS 
BOOK III 
I EDDRING, AGENT OF CLAIMS II THE OPINIONS OF CALVIN 
BLOUNT III REGARDING LOUISE LOISSON IV THE RELIGION 
OF JULES V DISCOVERY VI THE DANCER VII THE SUMMONS 
VIII THE STOLEN STEAMBOAT IX THE ACCUSER X THE 
VOYAGE XI THE WILDERNESS XII THE HOUSE OF HORROR 
XIII THE NIGHT IN THE FOREST XIV AT THE BIG HOUSE XV 
CERTAIN MOTIVES XVI THE NEW SHERIFF XVII THE LAW OF 
THE LAND XVIII MISS LADY AT THE BIG HOUSE XIX THREE 
LADIES LOUISE XX THE LID OF THE GRAVE XXI THE RED 
RIOT OF YOUTH XXII AMENDE HONORABLE 
 
THE LAW OF THE LAND 
 
CHAPTER I 
MISS LADY 
Ah, but it was a sweet and wonderful thing to see Miss Lady dance, a 
strange and wondrous thing! She was so sweet, so strong, so full of
grace, so like a bird in all her motions! Now here, now there, and back 
again, her feet scarce touching the floor, her loose skirt, held out 
between her dainty fingers, resembling wings, she swam through the air, 
up and down the room of the old plantation house, as though she were 
indeed the creature of an element wherein all was imponderable, light 
and free of hampering influences. Darting, nodding, beckoning, 
courtesying to something that she saw--it must have moved you to 
applause, had you seen Miss Lady dance! You might have been 
restrained by the feeling that this was almost too unreal, too unusual, 
this dance of the young girl, all alone, in front of the great mirror which 
faithfully gave back the passing, flying figure line for line, flush for 
flush, one bosom-heave for that of the other. Yet the tall white lilies in 
the corner saw; and the tall white birds, one on each side of the great 
cheval glass, saw also, but fluttered not; since a lily and a stork and a 
maiden may each be tall and white, and each may understand the other 
subtly. 
Miss Lady stood at length, tall and white, her cheeks rosy withal, her 
blown brown hair pushed back a bit, one hand lightly resting on her 
bosom, looking--looking into the mirror, asking of it some question, 
getting, indeed, from it some answer--an answer embodying, perhaps, 
all that youth may mean, all that the morning may bring. 
For now the sun of the South came creeping up apace, and saw Miss 
Lady as it peered in through the rose lattice whereon hung scores of 
fragrant blossoms. A gentle wind of morning stirred the lace curtains at    
    
		
	
	
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