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\1LI, ALL I SERS OF THB TOOTH
BRUSH.
\
Prt»Kleni Paderewski of the Po
ish Republic s«ys: "Tha Bolsheviki
dea is to kill all users of the tooth
>r»»h. The inevitable result of Bol
bewsni it to return to the barbaric
ra-'«
Th»» is sonrcwhat in liue with a
eunrkf heard on the street in the
it* of Prince Rupert recently when
•ne of the unwashed solemnly de
ls red that he would work foi* wa^e
io uk re, ending his remark with
lie MpwssTe expletive "Oh Christ
• o!H i. . I
Tl e logic of this is that a man
i h«> does not look after his own
*r«on and devote son>e care to him
elf is likely to he one who feel*
h«t he is against society and societ
< against him. He has not enough
esa-ett for the rest of the world to
i*fce himself fit for the couljiany
t decent jieople. Because a nian
it rk> hard is no reason for neglect.
loi!>- of our best dressed and best
roomed men are those who liave
o 'lo work at which they cannot.
• ear gtMni clothes and which uutkm
t ue<cssai-j] to take a bath when th
•c rk day is over. They have suffi
ient strength of character not to
e affected by their occupation,
hey rai<e nhove it. To
e deflected «1*0111 a. proper course
<>c"use the occupation is not ex*ct
i aristocratic shows weakness. All
ork is noble, lite man who does
<>t work is a hobo, whether be
f»rs good clothes or not. The
lan who .wears good clothes at his
• irk Is often the man who cannot
unefc. the time clock, because his
otk does not e^d when the whis
t blows.
Veiled breeds Bolshevism either
1 the individual or in the mass,
pit re«*pect is the best antidote to
ie pui son o| dissent ion.—Pinde
tilers news.
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IN Tilt ELCARINBr
A TALE OF THE NORTH COUNTRY
; IN THE TIME OF SILAS WIGHT
IRVINBBACHELLER
y > Author or
S < % , U£N HOUttC Ml AiW> «. MKEL OF THE BLESSED ISLE*
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SYNOPSIS. i
CHAPTER I—Barton Baynes, orphan,
la taken to llVe tvith his uncle, ;Peabody
Baynes, and his Aunt Deel t n a Xarm on
Rattleroad In a neighborhood called Lick- |
Ityiplit about tbe year 1826. Barton meets
Bally Dunkelberg, about bts own »g«, but
aoclally or a cla«s above the B&yneaes.
and Is fascinated by tbe pretty face |
and flne clothes.
CHAPTER XI- -Barton meets Roving
Kate, known In the neighborhood as the
■•Silent Woman." Amos Grtmaimw. young
son of the Tlchest man lit the towhshlp.
Is a visitor at the Baynes home, and
Roving Kate tells the fortunes of th® two
boys, predicting » bright future for Bar
ton and death t>a the gallows for Amos.
Reproved for a'* act of boyish mischief
Barton runs aw»vy, intending to make his
home with the Ounkelbergs. He reaches ,
the village of Canton and falls Into a
sleep of exhaustion on a porch. There
he Is found by Silas Wright, Jr. proml- |
nent man In puMtc affairs, who. Knowing I
Peabody Bayteef. takes Barton home af
ter buying him new clothes.
CHAPTER ITI-Barton and. his uncle .
and aunt visit Canton and hear' Silas ]
Wright read a sermon.
CHAPTER iV-Silas Wright evinces I
much Interest U1 Barton, and eendb a bo* I
of books and. a»a*a*lneS to the Baynes |
home. The election ot Silas Wright to
the United States senate la announced.
CHAPTER V-When Barton Is twelve
years old he b Komes aware of the ex
istence of a wonderful and mysterious
power known a3 "iloney," and learns
how through hi4 possession of that won
derful thing Qrl-nshaw Is the moat power
ful and greatly dreaded man In the com- I
munlty, most of the settlers being In his 1
debt. After a v^lt to the Baynes home
Mr. Wright leaves a note In a seal en
velope, which Barton la to read the
first night when ho leaves horn. at- ]
tend school.
CHAPTER VI—Barton If ked to I
drive a load to mill, arrive! ly. but
In a snowstorm, unable to : le road, |
the horses get Into the and a
wheel of the wngon Is » u Uncle
Peabody manages to together
enough to aatlsuy Grlmsli iiad obtain
an extension.
CHAPTER VIT—Now 1n his sixteenth
year Barton acc<»nn>ante.s "Mr. Purvis."
the hired man. tee the postofflca at Can
ton. On the way they meet a rider. and
the three Joureey together. Tt)ey are
held up by a main with a gun, who makes
the highwayman's demand of "Your
money or your Hf'e." Purvis runs away,
while the stranger druws a pistol, bat be
fore he can use it the robber shoota and
kills him. Bartc n's horse throw# him
and runs away. As the murderer bends
over the stranger Barton throws a stone
which he observes wq^inds the thief, who .
makes o(T at ooc». but not until Barton |
had noted that his gun stock was broken
la & peculiar nu oner. Search of the
neighborhood for the robber Is unavailing
and the stranger fa buried.
CHAPTER VIII—Barton leaves home to
attend Michael Hacket's school- Amos
Grlmshaw Is arrssted charged with the
murder ol the stranger.
CHAPTER IX— Orimsiiaw seeks to
bribe Barton to be sUent about his
wounding the murderer of the man killed
on the road. The offer Is spurned
trruirTEH X—Slmissarles of Ben Grlm
ahaw seek to kidnap Barton, or do worse.
He Is warned by Silent Kate," and es
capes.
CHAPTER XI—Uncle Peabody. Aunt
Deel and the neighbors celebrated Christ
mas. "Old Kate" Is one of the party.
Slowly the crowd moved out of the
courtroom. Benjamin Grlmshaw rose
end calmly whispered to his lawyer.
He hud not spoken to his son or
seemed to notice him since the trial
had begun, nor did lie now. Many had
shed tears that day. but not he. Mr.
Grlmshaw never showed but one emo
tion—that of auger. Ha was angry
now. His face was hard and stern. He
muttered as he walked out of the
courtroom, his cane briskly beating the
floor.
The Silent Woman—as ragged as
ever—was waiting on the steps. Out
went her bony finger as he came down.
He turned and struck at her with his
cane and shouted in a shrill voice that
rang out like a trumpet In his frenzy:
"Go 'way from me. Take her away,
somebody. I can't Stan' It. She's klllin'
"Go 'Way From Me. Take Her Away."
me. Take her away. Take her away.
Take her away."
His face turned purple and then
wMte. He reeled aud feU headlonx.
comum KNcnawtvonw wina khub
ilfce a tree severed from Its roots, and
lay still on the hard, stone pavement.
It seemed as If snow were falling ou
his face—It grew so white. The Silent
Woman stood as Mill as he, pointing
at him with her finger, her look un
changed. People came running toward
us. I lifted the head of Mr. Grlmshaw
and laid It on my kuee. It felt like the
head of the stranger In Rattleroad.
Old Kate bent over and looked at the
eyelids of the man which fluttered
faintly and were still. «
"Dead!" she muttered.
Then, as If her work were finished,
she turned and made her way through
the crowd and walked sJowly down
the street. Men stood aside to let her
pass, as If they felt the power of her
spirit and feared the touch of her gar
ments.
Two or three men had run to the
house of the nearest doctor. The crowd
thickened. As I sat looking down at
th< dead face in my lap, a lawyer who
had come out of the courtroom pressed
near me and bent over and looked at
the set eyes of Benjamin Grlmshaw
and said:
"She floored him at last. I knew she
would. He tried not to see her, but I
Veil ye that bony old finger of hers
burnt a hole In him. He couldn't stand
it. I knew he'd blow up some day un
der the strain. She got him at last."
"Who got him?" another asked.
"Ttovln' Kate. She killed him point
ing her finger at him—so."
"She's got an evil eye. Everybody"#
afraid o' the crazy ol' trollope."
"Nonsense! She Isn't half as crazy
ns the most of us." said the lawyer,
"In my opinion she had a good reason
for pointing her finger at that man.
She cnme from the same town he did
over In Vermont. Ye don't know what
happened there."
The doctor arrived. The crowd
made way for him. He knelt beside
the still figure and made the tests. He
rose and shook his head, saying:
"It's all over. Let one o' these boys
go down and bring the undertaker."
Benjamin Grimshaw, the richest man
in the township, was dead, and I have
yet to hear of any mourners.
Three days later I saw his body low
ered Into its grave. The little, broken
splrlted wife stood there with the,
same sad smile on her face that I had
noted when I first saw her In the hills. I
Rovln* Kate was there In the clothes
she hud worn Christmas day. She was
greatly changed. Her hair was neatly
combed. The wild look had left her
eyes. She was like one whose back Is
relieved of a heavy burden. Her lips
moved as she scattered little red
.squares of paper Into the grave. I sup
pose they thought It a crazy whim of
hers—they who saw her do It. I
thought that 1 understood the curious
bit of symbolism and 60 did the school
master, who stood beside me. Doubt
less the pieces of paper numbered her
curses.
"The scarlet sins of his youth are
lying down with him In the dust,"
Hacket whispered as we walked away
together.
(END OF BOOK TWO.)
BOOK THREE
Which Is the Story of the Chosen
Ways.
CHAPTER XIV.
Uncle Peabody'a Way and Mine.
It Is a bad thing to be under a heavy
obligation to one's self of which, thank
Cod, I am now acquitted. I have
known men who were their own worst
creditors. Everything they earned
went swiftly to satisfy the demands
of vanity or pride or appetite. I have
seen them literally put out of house
and home, thrown neck and crop Into
the street, as It were, by one or the
other of these heartless creditors—
each a grasping usurer with unjust
claims.
I remember that Rodney Barnes
called for my chest and me that fine
morning In early June when I was to
go back to the hills, my year's work In
school being ended. I elected to walk, ,
and the schoolmaster went with me
five miles or more across the flats to
the slope of the high country.
"Soon the senator will be coming,"
he remarked. "I have a long letter
from Mm and he asks about you and
your aunt and uncle. I think that he's
fond o' you, boy."
"I wish you would let me know when
he comea," I said.
"I am sure he will let you know,
and, by the way, I have heard from
another friend o' yours, my lad. Ye're
a lucky one to have so many friends—
sure ye are. Here, I'll ehow ye the j
letter. There's no reason why I |
shouldn't. Ye will know Its writer,
probably. I do not."
So saying he handed me this letter:
"Canterbury, Vt,
"June 1.
"Dear Sir,—I am interested la. tha
I I. «• I"-™1 " '■
ooy carton rsaynes. Good words about
him have been flying around like
pigeons. When school Is out I would
like to hear from you, what Is the reo
ordT What do you think of the soul
In him? What kind of work is best
for It? If yon will let me maybe I
can help the plans of God a little. That
Is my business and yours. Thanking
you for reading this, I am, us ever,
"God's humble servant,
"KATE FULLERTON."
"Why, thiols the writing of the Si
lent Woman," I said before I had read
the letter half through.
"Rovln' Kate?"
"Roving Kate; I never knew her oth
er name, but I saw her handwriting
long ago."
"But look—this Is a neatly written,
well-worded letter un' the sheet Is as
white and clean as the new snow. Un
canny woman! They say she carries
the power o' God In her right hand.
So do all the wronged."
"I wonder why Kute Is asking about
me," I said.
"Never mind the reason. She Is your
friend and let us thank God for It.
Think how she came to yer help In the
old barn an* say a thousand prayers,
my lad."
Having come to the first flight of
the uplands, he left me with many a
kind word—how much they mean to
a boy who Is choosing his way with a
growing sense of loneliness 1
I reached the warm welcome of our
little home Just In time for dinner.
They were expecting me and It was a
regular company dinner—chicken pie
and strawberry shortcake.
How well I remember that hour with
the doors open and the sun shining
brightly on the blossoming fields and
the Joy of man and bird and beast In
the return of summer and the talk
about the late visit of Alma Jones and
Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln!
While we were eating I told them
about the letter of old Kate.
"Fullerton!" Aunt Deel exclaimed.
"Are ye sure that was the name, Bart?"
"Yes."
"Goodness gracious sakes alive!"
She and Uncle Penbody gave each
other looks of surprised Inquiry.
"Do you know auybody by that
name?" I asked.
"We used to," said Aunt Deel as she
resumed her eating. "Can't he she's
Mie o' the Sam Fullertons, can It?"
"Oh, prob'ly not," said Uncle Pea
body. "Back East they's more Fuller
tons 'han ye could shake a stick at."
A week later we had our raising.
Uncle Peabody did not want a public
raising, but Aunt Deel had had her
way. We had hewed and mortised and
bored the timbers for our new home.
The neighbors came with pikes and
helped to raise and stay and cover
them. A great amount of human kind
ness went Into the beams and rafters
of that home and of others like It. I
Whn Thin™ ctfll ulloo
in the neighborhood, but even that
could not paralyze the helpful hands of
those people. Indeed, what was said
of my Uncle Peabody was nothing
more or less than a kind of conversa
tional firewood. I cannot tliiuk that
any one really believed it.
We had a cheerful day. A barrel of
hard cider had been set up in the door
yard, and I remember that some drank
It too freely. The he-o-hee of the men
as they lifted on the pikes and the
sound of the hammer and beetle rang
in the air from morning until night.
Mrs. Rodney Barnes and Mrs. Dorothy
came to help Aunt Deel with the cook
ing and a great dinner was served on
an improvised table in the dooryard,
where the stove was set up. The
shingles and sheathes and clapboard
were on before the day ended.
Uncle Peabody and I put In the
floors and stairway and partitions.
More than once In the days we were
working together I tried to tell him
what Sally had told me, but my cour
age failed.
The day came, shortly, when I had
to speak out, and 1 took the straight
way of my duty as the needle of the
compass pointed. It was the end at
a sumjiier day and we had watched the
dusk All the valley and come creeping
tip the slant, sinking the bowlders and
thorn tops lu its flood, one by one. As
we sat looking out of the open door
that evening I told them what Sally
had told me of the evil report which
had traveled through the two towns. I
"Damn, little souled, narrer con
tracted—" Uncle Peabody, speaking In
a low, sad tone, but with deep feeling,
cut off this highly promising opinion i
before It was half expressed, and rose
and went to the water pall and drank.
"As long as we're honest we don't!
care what they say," he remarked as
he returned to his chair.
"It they won't believe us, we ought
to show 'em the papers—ayes," said
Annt Deel.
"Thunder an' Jehu! I wouldn't go
'round the town tryln* to prove that I
ain't a thief," said Uncle Peabody. "It
wouldn't make no cliffer'nce. They've
got to have somethin' to play with.
If they want to use my name for a
bean bag let 'em as long as they do it
when I ain't lookin'. I wouldn't won
der if they got sore hands by an' by." j
I never heard him speak of It again,
indeed, although I knew the topic was
often In our thoughts It was never
mentioned in our home but once after,
that, to my knowledge.
We sat for a long time thinking as
the night came on.
That week a letter came to me from
the senator, announcing the day of!
Mrs. Wright's arrival in Canton and
asking me to meet and assist her in
getting the house to rights. I did so.
She was a pleasant-faced, amiable'
woman and a most enterprising house,
cleaner. I remember that my first
task was mending the wheelbarrow.
"I don't know what Silas would do
If he were to get home and find his
wheelbarrow broken." said aha. *11 It
I Remtmbar My First Task Was Mend
ing the Wheelbarrow.
almost an Inseparable companion of
his."
The schoolmaster and his family
were Ashing and camping upon the
river, and so I lived at the senator's
house with Mrs. Wright and her moth
er until he arrived. What a wonderful
house It was. In my view I I was awed
by Its size and splendor. Its soft car
pets and shiny brass and mahogany.
5Tet It was very simple.
I hoed the garden and cleaned Its
paths and mowed the dooryard and did
lome painting in the house.
The senator returned to Canton that
evening on the Watertown stage. He
greeted me with a fatherly warmth.
Again I felt that strong appeal to my
eye In his broadcloth and fine linen
»nd beaver hat and In , the splendid
ilgnlty and courtesy of his manners.
'Tve had good reports of you, Bart, j
»nd I'm very glad to see you," he said, i
"I believe your own marks hav
been excellent in tne last year," 1 ven
tured.
"Poorer than I could wish. The
teacher has been very kind ti me," he
laughed. "What have you been study
ing?"
"Latin (I always mentioned the
Latin first), algebra, arithmetic, gram
mar, geography a#d history."
He asked about my aunt and uncle
end I told him of all that had befallen
us, save the one thing of which I had
spoken only with him and Sally. •
"I shall go up to see them soon," he
said.
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