Z -fie  RURAL  NEW-YORKER 
1181 
Frank  of  Peach  Hill 
By  Geo.  B.  Fiske 
(Continued  from  page  1155.) 
“They  have  been  fined,  some  of  them,” 
he  replied,  “but  the  folks  are  a  bit  afraid 
of  them,  especially  of  Bill  Carey.  They 
would  think  little  of  setting  fire  to  a 
farmer’s  barn  if  they  considered  him  to 
blame  for  their  troubles.  Besides,  the 
real  fault  is  on  the  men  who  sell  them 
the  stuff.” 
“Why  not.  stop  the  trade?  It’s  against 
the  law  in  town,  isn’t  it?” 
“Yes,  but  it’s  not  so  easily  stopped  as 
you  suppose.  People  hate  to  be  mixed 
up  in  such  a  matter.  Everybody  knows 
what’s  going  on,  but  that  isn’t  evidence. 
It  must  be  proved  in  court,  and  the  judge 
is  always  hard  to  convince  on  liquor 
cases.  It  must  be  shown  that  a  man 
got  the  liquor  there  beyond  a  possible 
doubt.  Not  one  of  the  regular  crowd 
would  admit,  the  fact  under  oath  in  court, 
and  those  people  are  too  sharp  to  sell  to 
a  stranger,  or  to  one  of  ns.  To  hire  a 
detective  costs  money  and  there  is  none 
for  the  purpose.”  v 
“So  there’s  nothing  to  be  done,  and  you 
good  people  let  them  go  on  spoiling  young 
chaps  like  my  friend.  Harry  Hickey.” 
John  Joy  looked  troubled.  “We  can 
do  this  much :  Form  a  little  society 
among  a  few  reliable  men  of  the  churches 
of  the  town  and  raise  enough  money  to 
pay  for  taking  the  case  to  court.” 
“But  the  evidence?” 
“That’s  where  we  always  fall  down. 
We  make  a  raid  and  find  nothing.  They 
probably  carry  a  bottle  and  glasses  in 
their  pockets  and  hide  most  of  the  stock 
where  nobody  could  find  it.” 
“If  there  was  somebody  that  knows 
the  crowd,  and  one  that  they  wouldn’t 
suspect,”  I  suggested. 
“Well,  there’s  you.” 
“Whew !”  I  whistled.  “I’d  hate  to  do 
it.” 
“That's  what  they  all  say,  and  there 
we  are.” 
“But  I  will,”  I  said  finally,  “or  I’ll 
try,”  and  so  I  did. 
First  I  went  down  to  the  Marks  sta¬ 
ble  one  night  as  if  to  hire  oue  of  the 
gang  to  help  me  at  haying.  I  took  care 
that  the  man  I  asked  for  wasn’t  in  sight, 
however.  I  hung  around  talking  until  I 
had  made  up  my  mind  by  the  appearance 
of  men  going  in  and  out,  and  the  sounds 
I  heard,  that  the  drinking  was  mostly 
done  in  the  room  back  of  the  office.  Bill 
Carey  was  in  sight,  and  I  spoke  to  him 
briefly,  and  even  went  so  far  as  to  re¬ 
call  to  him  those  liquorish  first  nights  on 
the  hill.  He  was  at  first,  inclined  to  be 
sullen,  but  thawed  out  to  me  a  little 
and  asked  me  to  drink. 
“Not  tonight,”  I  replied. 
Then  we  all  set  our  little  trap.  A 
couple  of  nights  later  I  went  down  to 
the  stable  again  in  my  working  clothes. 
It  was  dark  around  the  outside  of  the 
building  and  we  posted  one  of  the  church 
members  of  our  law  and  order  society  and 
Harry  near  the  window  of  the  suspected 
room.  I  hesitated  to  get  Harry  into  the 
affair,  hut  concluded  it  might  be  the  best 
method  for  him  to  break  away  from  the 
whole  crowd.  The  two  spies  went  around 
by  a  back  street  to  take  their  post  about 
the  time  I  arrived  at  the  front  way. 
After  more  talk  with  the  stable  crowd 
about  hiring  a  man  to  work,  I  followed 
some  of  them  into  the  room  hack  of  the 
office.  The  Marks  brothers  were  both 
there,  and  men  were  seated  at  a  table 
with  glasses  and  a  bottle  or  two.  The 
elder  Marks  scowled  in  my  direction. 
“You  moost  not  come  in  here,”  he 
called  out  to  me.  “These  is  private 
rooms.” 
“O,  I'm  all  right,”  I  responded  as  off¬ 
handedly  as  I  could.  “Ask  Bill  Carey 
here.  He  knows  me!” 
“Yep !  He’s  all  right  I  ’spose,”  re¬ 
sponded  my  old  acquaintance  somewhat 
reluctantly  as  it  seemed. 
Marks  put  one  of  the  bottles  in  his 
pockets,  and  as  I  sat  down  at  the  table 
close  to  the  window  he  poured  out  some¬ 
thing  from  the  other  bottle.  I  looked  at 
it  as  if  dissatisfied.  “Haven’t  you  any 
brandy,"  I  asked.  He  glanced  at  his 
brother  standing  near. 
“Go  down  and  get  a  small  bottle  of 
brandy." 
“Ha-ha  !”  laughed  Bill  Carey.  “Whis¬ 
key  used  to  he  good  enough  for  him.” 
I  watched  the  other  Marks,  and  saw 
him  go  through  and  down  that  cellar  evi¬ 
dently  just  over  the  cellar  stairs.  When 
he  had  gone  and  the  others  back  towards 
mo  I  lifted  the  heavy  curtain  as  if  to 
look  out. 
“Ili,  do  not  do  that,”  cried  the  man, 
turning  quickly. 
(To  he  continued.) 
Lateral  Support  of  Land  or  Soil 
I  bought  two  building  lots  seven  years 
ago;  upon  oue  I  built  a  house,  the  other 
I  have  for  a  garden.  Below  the  garden 
lot  is  a  triangle  building  lot.  on  whieh 
(two  years  after  I  bought  mine)  the 
party  of  the  first  part  started  digging 
sand.  T  spoke  to  him  about  it  one  day. 
stating  that  I  was  very  much  afraid  in 
time  it  would  let  my  garden  down.  He 
said  it  would  he  filled  up  after  they  got 
enough  for  a  new  house  and  it  would  be 
all  right.  Since  then  there  have  been 
hundreds  of  loads  taken  out  to  the  depth 
of  10  feet,  and  at  the  top  within  one  foot 
of  my  fence  line  and  very  straight  down, 
which  crumbles  more  and  more  every 
time  it  freezes.  For  the  past  three  years 
I  have  gone  to  the  trouble  and  expense  of 
buying  logs  and  burying  them  three  feet 
inside  of  my  fence  and  planted  a  private 
hedge  for  i^s  protection.  I  asked  the  just- 
tice  about  it  and  he  told  me  I  had  nothing 
to  say  until  my  bank  fell.  F.  A.  C. 
Pennsylvania. 
Beeves,  in  his  work  on  “Beal  Property" 
states  it  as  the  general  rule  that  there 
exists  by  nature  the  right  of  every  land- 
owner  to  have  his  soil  supported  laterally, 
in  ils  natural  state,  by  the  soil  or  struc¬ 
ture  of  the  neighboring  proprietor.  When, 
therefore,  one  makes  an  excavation  upon 
his  own  land,  in  such  a  manner  that  the 
sand.  clay,  or  other  material  of  the  ad¬ 
joining  land  will  fall  into  the  pit  or  be 
disturbed  if  not  artificially  supported,  and 
there  is  no  special  contract  or  statute  au¬ 
thorizing  him  so  to  dig,  he  must  shore  up 
or  otherwise  support  the  other’s  soil,  so 
as  to  retain  it  in  its  natural  condition; 
or  he  will  be  liable  for  the  resulting  in¬ 
jury.  And  this  is  true  regardless  of  the 
loeatiou,  contour  or  constituent  mate¬ 
rials  of  the  neighboring  land.  This  right 
to  the  lateral  support  of  natural  soil  is 
absolute,  unless  restricted  by  contract  or 
statute;  and  when  if  is  interfered  with, 
all  that  its  owner  needs  to  prove,  in  order 
to  establish  a  cause  of  action,  is  that,  he 
has  suffered  damage  because  of  such  dis¬ 
turbance.  How  need  not  show  that  the  ex¬ 
cavation  which  caused  his  soil  to  cave  in 
was  done  in  any  careless,  negligent  or  un¬ 
skilful  manner.  You  should  therefore  no¬ 
tify  your  neighbor  in  writing  immediately 
that  you  will  hold  him  responsible  for  any 
damage  that  may  be  doue,  as  well  as  for 
the  expense  that  you  have  already  been 
put  to,  and  that  if  he  continues  it  with¬ 
out  provision  for  the  retention  of  your 
soil  you  will  have  to  take  the  necessary 
legal  steps  to  protect  your  rights. 
“Hid  you  see  my  sunburst  last  night?" 
inquired  the  pompous  Mrs.  Newrieh  of 
her  poorer  neighbor.  “No,  I  didn't," 
said  the  neighbor  caustically,  “but  I  cer¬ 
tainly  thought  he  would  if  he  ate  another 
bite.” — Ladies’  Home  Journal, 
THE  CAR  AHEAD 
A  Hudson  Super- Six 
When  you  buy  a  car  in  the  Hudson  class  you  buy  that  car  to 
keep.  So  the  question  is  a  big  one.  What  that  car  is  or  isn’t 
matters  much  for  years  and  years.  Let  us  look  facts  in  the  face* 
Always  the  Master 
The  Hudson  Super-Six,  under  every 
condition,  will  or  can  be  “The  Car  Ahead.” 
No  other  stock  car  ever  went  so  fast. 
None  ever  went  so  far  in  one  day.  None 
ever  climbed  such  hills  on  high  gear.  And 
none  ever  picked  up  so  quickly. 
Those  are  facts  based  on  official  tests.  And 
no  car  built  can  successfully  dispute  them. 
So  the  Super-Six  owner,  in  traffic  or  on 
highways,  on  hills  or  on  levels,  feels  himself 
the  master  of  the  road. 
Why  You  Should  Care 
We  hear  men  say,  “Well,  I  don’t  care.  I 
don’t  want  speed.  I  don’t  need  that  power.” 
But  you  do  want — don’t  you? — the  best 
car  in  your  class,  when  you  pay  about  the 
price  that  gets  it. 
Let  the  extra  capacity  remain  latent 
capacity.  Keep  the 
speed  and  the  power 
in  reserve. 
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You  can  out-dis¬ 
tance  your  rivals 
without  going  faster, 
because  of  the  quick 
pick-up.  In  traffic 
and  in  hill  -  climbing 
you  have  less  change 
of  gears.  Everywhere 
you  get  effortless  per¬ 
formance.  And  you 
rarely  tax  the  motor 
to  half  its  capacity. 
That  means  long  life 
and  economy. 
No  Feats  Like  These 
Ever  Before  Performed 
All  made  under  A.  A.  A.  supervision  by  a 
certified  stock  car  or  stock  chassis,  and  ex¬ 
celling  all  former  stock  cats  in  these  tests. 
100  mile,  in  80  min.,  21.4  sec.,  averaging 
74,67  miles  per  hour  for  a  7-passcnger  touring 
car  with  driver  and  passenger. 
75.69  miles  in  one  hour  with  driver  and 
passenger  in  a  7- passenger  touring  car. 
Standing  start  to  50  miles  an  hour  in  16.2 
sec. 
One  mile  at  the  rate  of  102.53  miles  per 
hour. 
1819  miles  in  24  hours  at  average  speed  of 
75.8  miles  per  hour. _ 
Also  fastest  time  up  world  s  highest  highway 
to  summit  of  Pike’s  Peak— against  20  contest¬ 
ants — with  Hudson  Super-Six  Special. 
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80%  More  Efficiency 
The  Super-Six  invention — patented  by 
Hudson — has  added  80  per  cent  to  this 
motor’s  efficiency.  It  does  this  by  re¬ 
ducing  vibration,  the  cause  of  motor 
friction.  So  it  adds  just  as  much  to 
motor  smoothness.  And  it  adds  just  as 
much  to  endurance. 
Our  radical  tests — like  those  cited  below 
— seem  to  prove  that  the  Super-Six  doubles 
endurance. 
The  motor  is  the  heart  of  your  car,  and  the 
life  of  it.  The  leaders  of  motordom  have 
always  led  on  motors.  Why  should  any 
man  buy  a  fine  car  now  without  demanding 
that  motor  supremacy? 
14,000  Now  Running 
More  than  14,000  Hudson  Super-Sixes 
are  now  in  the  hands 
of  owners.  You  can 
anywhere  learn  how 
men  like  them.  Parts 
are  ordered  or  on 
hand  for  31,000  more. 
So  there  will  be  no 
change  in  the  Super- 
Six  so  far  as  we  can 
see  ahead. 
Phaeton,  7-passenger  .  $1475 
Roadster,  2-passenger  .  1475 
Cabriolet,  3-passenger  .  1775 
Touring  Sedan  ....  $2000 
Limousine .  2750 
(A//  Prices  f.  o.  b.  Detroit) 
By  quadrupling 
our  output  we  are 
now,  for  the  first  time, 
keeping  close  to  the 
demand.  So  fine  car 
buyers  can  now  get 
the  car  they  want. 
Town  Car . $2750 
Town  Car  Landaulet  .  2850 
Limousine  Landaulet  .  2850 
HUDSON  MOTOR  CAR  COMPANY 
DETROIT,  MICHIGAN 
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