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roch aeriltiy U ' n*c<'-■•arr to the comfort of Mr. Pnrrls," I remarked. “If there Is nobody else to take the responsibility for It he amines it himself. His Imag as Intense craving for blood and riolence. It’s that type of American who, egged on by the slave power, is hurrying ns into trouble

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t fast when I saw mcle and Purvis coming -acre lot with a Aunt Dee! stood : down the road, r'her waving uandker1 her eyes. Dade Peai the standard off his fl toward me. er, have you seen anyr by the name o* Bart

manded. m I asked.

t ain’t. Go.;h a’mighty! hve ye done with that boy « you done to our house?" b addition.” 2 I’ve done to your boy," i* Ughtnln’ 1 How you’ve if!" he exdaimhd os he issed Ukt a blgger’n a bullmoose. ^ with you no more. But, a a race. I can beat ye satchel, too.” 1 up the lane to the r of children. [did aot speak. She Just T around me and laid her S upon my breast. Unde 1 away. Then what a [ In the edge of the wood- [ the fairy flute of a woodi drive that load on .the t up the bosses," Uncle ! in a moment “If fstt you can hire 'nether t do no more till after | slave business Is played P.Panto answered, wall right Pm fer aboB stood your domineerin', ST ways long enough ter f K you don’t like U you t another m^p.” [and I began to laugh at I, make-beHeve scrid- ■ Peabody and the emos over. They led me t, where a delightful surI me, for the rooms had i with balsam boughs A glowing 1 in moss, occupied the » table. The house was £ the odors of the forest ley knew, were dear to me. > that they might expect before noon, but i not to meet me In Candied to walk home afver So they were ready for >er how they felt the doth i and bow proudly 'hey sur- : buy them goods 'round said Uncle Peabody, i’ like 'em—no, dr." [let-tie hit like the butternut I aunt Dec! as she felt jot them butternut trousers jf they used to be when they g and Umber ” Uncle Peahody i they - as get- ' wrinkled u haiuheadodUly where I set down.’ S Wal I guess a man can't “ without his pants growin’ is I" said Aunt DeeL s are in 'em er'ry Sunday i it of ye," my uncle an- [ sermons are hard on

■ to me."

B longer the legs the harder i them little seats

' Aunt Deel

| way of Justifying his comi wouldn't be ao much

I'Jen-mlle walk—no I"

n pie wan bak'ug and the ■ were ready for die short- » wallerin' since the dew llttin' them berries an' vl’- " said Aunt Deel, now busy

work at the stove,

t you Ijok as youug as ever,” I Happed ii-y arm and sold with EfantI W'yt You know better ■rigorously she stirred the fire relun: the eompllment—m> few you've changed—ayes!" she

feu.

He you ain't At no more, Bart, ■rear to think o' you (lyin’ at ■ poundin' of 'em. Don't seem i. It don't r Aunt Deel. what In the world

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Purvis cams in presently with a look In his face which betrayed his knowledge of the fact that all the cobwebs spun by his fancy were now to be brushed away. Still be enjoyed them while they lasted and there was a kind of tacit claim in his manner that they were subjects regarding which no honest man could be expected to tell the truth. As we ate our dinner they told me that an escaped slave hsJ come into a neigh bo rllng county- and excited the people with stories of the auction block and of negroes driven like yoked oxen on plantations in South Carolina, whence he had escaped on a steam-

boat

T b’liove Pm goln' to vote for abolition." said Unde Peabody. “I wonder whnt Slle Wright will say to that” ‘‘He’ll probably advise against It; the time Isn't ripe for so great a change" was my answer. “He thinks that the whole matter should be left to the glacial action of time's forces." Indeed I had spoken the view of the sounder men of the North. The subject filled them with dread alarm. But the attitude of Uncle Peabody was significant The sentiment In favor of a change was growing. It was now to be reckoned with. f<r the abolition party was said to bold the balance of power In New York and New England and was behaving Itself like a bull In a china shop. After dinner I tried to put on some of my cld clothes, but found that my nakedness had so expanded that they would not cover It so I hitched my white mare on the spring wagon and drove to the village for my trank. Every week day after that I worked In die fields until the senator arrived In Canton abont the middle of Angnst On one of those happy days I received a letter from old Kate, dated, to my surprise. In Saratoga. It said “Dei irton Baynes: I thought I would lui you know that my fnthe; dead. I have come here to rest and have found some work to do. I am better now. Have seen Sally. She Is very beautiful and kind. She does not know that I am the old witch. I hare changed The others do not know—it is better that way. I think it was the Lord that brought me here. He has a way of taking care of some people, my boy. Do yon remember when I began to call you my boy—you were very little. It is long, long ago since I first saw yon in your father’s dooryard— you said you were going to mill ou a butterfly’s back. Ypu looked Just as I thought my boy would look. You gave me a kiss. What a wonderful gift L was to me thou! I began to love you. I have no one else to think of now. hope you won't mind my thinking so much of you. “God bless you. “KATE FULLERTON.” I understood now why the strong will and singular Insight of this woman had so often exercised themselves my behalf, i could not remember the far day and the happy circumstance of which she spoke, but I wrote her a letter which must hare warmed her heart I am sure. Silas Wright arrived *u Canton and drove up to our home. He reached our door at eight in the morning with bis bound and rifle. He had aged rapidly since I had seen him last. His hair was almost white. There were many new lines in his face. He seemed more grave and dignified. He did not lapse into the dialect of his fathers when he spoke of the ancient pestiines of hunting and fishing os he had been wont to do. “Bart.'' he said when the greetings were over, “let's you and me go and spend a day in the woods. I'll leave my maa her: to help your uncle while you're gone." We went by driving south a few miles and tramping In to the foot of the Stillwater on our river—a trail long familiar to me. The dog left us soon after we took It and began to range over thick wooded hills. We sat down among small, splrellke spruces at the river's edge with a long stretch of water la sight while the music of ibe bound's voice came faintly to our ears from the distant forest. “Oh. I’ve been dreaming of this for a long time," said the senator as he team'd back against a tree and filled his lungs and looked out upon the water. green with Illy pads along the edge and flecked with the last of the white bios he ms. "1 believe you wont to leave this lovely country.'' ‘T am waiting for the call to go, “Well, I'm Inclined to think you are the kind of man who ought to go, answered almost sadly. “You ore needed. I hove been waiting until we should meet to congratulate you on your behavior at CobleskiU. I think you have the right spirit—that Is (he all-important matter. You will encounter strange company In the game of politics. Let me toll you s story." He told me many stories of bis HIn Washington, interrupted by a sound like that of approaching footstep cessed tulking and presently u flock of partridges came m-ur us. pacing along over the mat of leaves 1 surely fashion. We sat |MTfectly still. A young cock bird with hi- •.-sutlful nil? standing out, like th _- hair hack of a frightened strode toward us with a comic threat In . lusnnar. It s- .-omk] bs If L< were half s mind to kn.«-k us Into U>« riv

stlli as stomps and ba

'vtfeata.

The baying bw. Suddenly we saw a big buck come down to the shore of the cove near us and On our side of the stream. He looked to right and left Then be made a long leap Into the water and waded slowly until It covered him. Ha raised his nose and laid his antlera back over his shoulders and swam quietly downstream, his nose Just showing above the water. HU antlera were like a bit of driftwood. If we take the water hU antlers might easily have passed for a bunch of dead sticks. Boon the buck slowly lifted hU head and turned his neck and looked at both shores. Then very deliberately he resumed his place under water and went on. We watched him as he took the farther shore below us and made off In the woods T couldn't shoot at him. It was such a beautiful bit of politics," said the

Soon the hound reached the cove’s edge and swam the river and ranged up and down the bank for half an hour before he found the buck's trail “I’ve seen many a rascal, driven to water by the hounds, go swimming away as slyly as that bade, with their horns in the air, looking as li as a bit of driftwood. They come in from both shores—the Whig and the Democratic—and they are always Shot at from one bank or the other.’ I remember it surprised me a little to hear him say that they come in from both shores. ■Jcrt what do yon want to do?" he asked presently. “I should like to go down to Washington with yon and help yon in any way that I cam”, ‘All right, partner—well try It,' answered gravely. “I hope that I don’t forget and work you as hard as I work myself. It wouldn't be decent. I have a great many letters to write. Til try thinking out loud while you take them down in sound-hand. Then yon draft them neatly and Til sign them. You have tact and good manners and can do many of my errands for me and save me from those who have no good reason for taking up my time." 'Ton will meet the best people the worst There's Just a chance that it may come to something worthwhile —-who knows? You are young yet It will be good training and you will witness the making of some history now and them” What elation I feltl Again the voice of the hound, which had been ringing in the dTstant hills. as coming nearer. “We most keep watch—another deer Is coming." raid the senctor. We had only a moment's watch before a line yearling buck came down to the opposite shore and stood looking across the river. The senator raised his rifle and fired. The buck fell in the edge of the water. 'How shall we get him?" my friend asked. “It win not be difficult," I answered as I began to undress. Nothing was difficult those days. I swam the river and towed the buck across with a beech withe in his gambrel Joints. The bound Joined me before I was half across with my burden and nosed the carcass and swam on ahead yelping with delight. We dressed the deer and then had the great Joy of canrylng him on my back two miles across the conntry to the wagon. The senator wished to send a guide for the deer, hut I insisted that the carrying was my privi-

lege?

‘Well, I guess your big thighs and broad shoulders can stand It." said he. “My uncle bus always said that man could be colled a banter until be can go into the woods without a guide and kill a deer and bring It out bis back. I want to be able to testify that I am at least portly qualified.’ “Your uncle jiJn't say anything abont fetch 1 '.* the deer across a deep river wl'jout a boat, did he?" Wright asked me with a smile. Leaves of the beeches, mapiea and basswoods—yellowed by frost—hung Eke tlnv lanterns, glowing with day light, above the dim forest aisle which we traveled. The sun was down when we got to the clearing. “What a day It has been 1" said Mr. Wright when we were seated in the wagon. “One of the best In my life," I answered with a Joy In my heart the like of which I have rarely known la these many years that have come to me. We rode on In silence with tiie rail.) of the swamp robin and the hermit thrush ringing In our ears as the night

fell.

“It's a good time to think, sad there we~ take different roads,” said my friend. “You will ’urn Into the future and I Into the post." “I've been thinking about your uncle," he said by and by. “Hs is one of the greatest men I have ever known. Yon knew of that foolish goiatp about him—didn't you?" “Yen," I answered. “Well, now, he's gone about his business the same os ever and showed by his life that It couldn’t be trie. Not a word out of him! But Dave Ramsey fell sli k—down on tiie flat lust winter. By and by bis children were crying for bread aiid the poo-master was going to take eJiarge of them. Well, who should turn t*p there. Just la the nlek of time, but Delia ami Peabody Baynes. They fed those ■'blldrcn all winter and kept them in clothes so that they could go to w-hoob The strange thing about It Is this: It was Dave Rumsey who really started that story. He got up la i bur U the other night and confessed Ills crime. His counriva'M wouldn't let him keep 11-

He said that he had not seen Peabody Baynes on that road the day tne money was lost but had only heard tfcni be was there. He knew now that be couldn't have been there. Gosh falmlgfaty! as your uncle used to say when thereNvms nothing else to be

ild."

It touched me to the soul—this longdelayed vindication of my beloved Code Peabody. The senator ate supper with us and mt his faired man oat for his horse and bnggy. When he had put on his overcoat and was abont to go he raed to my uncle and said: “Peabody Baynes, if I have bad any success in the world It Is becanse I have had the exalted honor and consdonraess that I represented men like you.” He left ns and we sat down by the glowing candles. Soon I told them what Ramsey had done. There was a moment of silence. Uncle Peabody rose and went to the water pall for a drink. “Bart, I believe Til plant corn on that ten-orce lot next spring—darned If I don’t." he said as he returned to his chair. None of us ever spoke of the matter again, to my knowledge. CHAPTER XVIII. On ths Summit. My mental assets would give me a poor rating. I presume. In the commerce of modern scholarship when I went to Washington that autumn with Senator and Mrs. Wright. Stl no smattering that I had, but rather a few broad areas of knowledge which teere firmly In my possession. My best asset was not mental but spiritual. If I may be allowed to say It in all modesty. for. therein I claim no special advantage, saving, possibly, an unusual (strength of character In my aunt and ancle. Those days the candles were lighting the best trails of knowledge all over the land. Never has the general spirit of this republic been so high and admirable as then and S little later. It was to speak, present!', the Immortal voices of Whittier. Emerson. Whitman, Greeley and Lincoln. The dim glow of the candles had entered their souls and out of them came light that filled the land and was seen of all men. The railroads on which we traveled from Utica, the great cities through which we passed, were a wonder and an inspiration to me. I was awed by the grandeur of Washington Itself., I took lodgings with the senator and his

wife.

“Now, Bart,” said he, when we had arrived. “Pin going to turn you loose here for n little while before I put harness on yon. Go abont for a week or so and get the lay of the land and the feel of It Mrs. Wright will be your guide until the general situation has worked Us way into your consciousness.” It seemed to me that there was not room enough In my consciousness for the great i abllc buildings and the pictures and Pie statues and the vast machinery of the government Beauty and magnitude have a wonderful effect v.-faen they spring fresh upon the vision of a youth out of the back country. I sang of the look of them In my letters and -oon I began to think about them and Imperfectly to understand them. They had their epic lyric and dramatic stages in my consciousness. One afternoon we went to hear Senator Wright speak. He was to answer Oalho ati on a detail of the banking laws. The floor and galleries were Ailed. With what emotion I saw him rise and begin his argument as all ears bent to bear him! He aimed not at popular sentiments In highly finished rhetoric, as did Webster, to be quoted In the school books and repeated on every platform, but no words of mine —and 1 have used many In the effort —are able to convey a notion of the masterful ease and charm of his manner on the floor of the senate or of the singular modesty, courtesy, aptness and Simplicity of h's words as they fell from his Ups. There were the thunderous Webster, the grandeur ot v.bose sentences no American has equaled; the agile-minded Play, whose voice was like a silver clarion; ibe fur seeing, fiery Calhoun, of “the swift sword"—most formidable In debatebut I was soon to learn that neither nor all of these men—gifted of heaven so highly—could cope with the suave. Incisive, conversational sentences ol Wright, going straight to the heart o! 1 the subject and laying it bare to hi* hearers. That was what people were saying us we left the senate chamber, lute In the evening; that. Indeed, was what they were always saying after they had heard him answer an adversary. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

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Why This American Grandmother Gets Passport •n the passport II -and the American who goes overseas these days must have real buslnesa. But Mrs. Adeline Wagner, a little old woman of Bellalre. O., U going to France. Her story, at first unbelieved, has been investigated and found to he true in every particular. When the war broke out Mrs. Wagner's one son Joined the French army as a private In the One Hundred and Forty-eighth Infantry regiment. His wife and two children were In Belgium and saw their village fall into the hands of the Germans. The husband was killed In action on the Somme, and his widow committed a crime. She gave a French soldier a drink of water. She and her son were hustled off to the village square where a dozen or more villagers were awaltiag death. Ghastly humor actuated one of the German officers when he saw tha widow and her hoy, a youth of twelve. He handed the youngster a rifle and expMned to him that both be and Ifls mother would be saved from punishment If he killed one of the helpless villagers before them. He thrust the rifle Into the boy's hands. “When I count three," he explained, “you fire—and you kill." Then he counted. A shot rung out. The boy had wheeled about and fired at the hulking form iu gray. The German officer was dead. In an Instant the latter's companions had killed both the mother and son. The baby girl, then six months old, was not held culpable by the Germans and she escaped. The grandmother today thinks neighbors have cared for her and she wants the child. She will also search for throf graves. Is it any wonder iharithe state-department granted a passport to this grandmother? Farmers Want Soldier Sons, and Want Them Now T HE farmers of ihe country are up In arms over the refusal of the war department to release from the army comps thousands of soldiers desperately needed to pldm the crops this spring. Senators and representatives have been Inundated with appeals for reliet from the agricultural -actions in which th* shortage of farm labor is so acute as to threaten a diminution of food crops and the secretary of war la being bombarded by the statesmen. Altogether a showdown between the farmers and the wnr department appear imminent. In a vigorous letter to Acting Secretary of War Crowell, Representative Frank L. Smith of Illinois has voiced the demands of the farmers and their lack of comprehension of a del lobillzatnousati'ls of men without Jobs whom the government Is expending hundreds of thousands of dollars to aid In procuring employment, while retaining in th _- service thousands of farm hands clamoring to be discharged iu order to return to the jobs waiting for them. - The war department ha* contended thr.t only Indispensable soldiers were being retained In the service and that the war emergency Is not ended. Official utterances have broadly Intimated that, ns a large army Is stilt necessary to lack up tiie president in forcing the enemy to conclude a satisfactory' I-eaoe, It is little short of un:>atriotic If not disloyal to demand discharges so numerous as to weaken our forces under arms. The farmers retort that the forces would not be weakened If men returned from overseas without jobs Id sight were assigned to army camps to replace tiie farm hands. Each cane Is a desperately urgent cuse a jot planted soon it must lie idle.

Victim of Popular Song. Lawrence Kellie tells of an amusing experience he had <mr the song. "Douglas Gordon.” He was Introduced one evening to a gentleman whoae name he did not catch. "I have no desire to meet you. Mr. Kellie," said the atrunger. Kellie naturally looked a little astonished, but said nothing. “In fact," the other went on. “I bst* the very sound of your name. For mouths past my mother has been worrit'd by the receipt of telegrams and letters of condolence on my behalf,

and the thing J

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uotonous.” "I'm sorry,

what's that got to do with it FI! tell ypu." wild the ot name'll Douglas Gordon, and imagines tluit your coufou refers to me." And with Ihui

•in his heel and went.

“Well,

r. "My ••ry body "•! song •- turned

Much Buzz; nee." said Uncle K time buz tin' an’ dv

Little Hooey.

this time, because If a farm Is

“Plus War Tax” Now in Shopkeepers’ Vocabulary «JJLUS war tax" has been added to the vocabulary of the sales person In a “women and misses" garments. The 10 per cent luxury tax to help defray the expenses of the recent excursion to Europe went Into effect May L Lingerie alone Is exempt from the levy. Based on the minimum taxable values, milady's outfit or a summer day will represent a tax of $3.30 on a $53 wardrobe, not including ' -welry. as she will tie seen Sundays, holidays, and matinee days. Ip brief. It will cost a woman 10 per cent more to dress up with the luxury tax plastered on. And 3 per cent more to “make up.” The 3 per cent tax Is placed c toilet soaps, perfumes, essences, e tracts, toilet waters, cosmetics, hair oils, pomades, hair dressings, hair restoratives, tooth and mouth washes, dentifrices, aromatic oachous. and petroleum products. The ladles' wearing apparel tux starts on silk stockings costing $3 or over; shoes for which $10 or more is paid; hats. $13; petticoats and waists, $15; pajamas. $5. and the accessories Include fans. $1; parasols. S4. and vanity cases. $23. There la a 10 per cent tax on things to wear made of fur. hide, or pelt. Trunks selling at $50 come under the tax. As to hats, tin- government seems to realize the necessity of a good bat for a woman. Men are taxed for their millinery on anything over $5. while women may spend as high ms $15 without being hit. Toilet article... however, are taxed 1 cent for each 23 cents or fruction thereof. Persons with deformed feet, whose shoes have to be made especially for them, may go over the $10 mark without penalty. As n matter of fact, the tax is so small' that, while In the aggn gate It will mean much to the government. It will not burden the Individual very heavily. Million Homes Needed; Uncle Sam Quits Building O NE million new hne*e* and apartments are needed throughout tl - country the department of labor estimates. The war caused such n slackening of the building industry' In every thing except war essentials that the demand for homes Is now the greatest In the histhe country. Returns have