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A Tola of tHa North
Country In the Tim
qf Silas Wright
Author of "Kben Holdeo." "D'ri and
Y "Darrel of the BUtsed Ialea"
"Eeepioc Up With Ussle." Eto, Bte.
(Copyrlgnt, wit, ittui oacneucrj
Which Is the Story of the Chosen
Uncfe Peabody's Way and Mine.
It is a bad thing to be under a heavy
obligation to one's self of which, thank
Qod, I am now acquitted. I have
jaiown men who wereHheir own worst
creditors. Everything they earned
went swiftly to satisfy the demands
0f vanity or pride or appetite. I have
geen 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
I remember that Kodney 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 him 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 comes," 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
enre ye are. Here, I'll show ye the
letter. There's no reason why 1
shouldn't Ye will know its writer,
probably. I do not."
So saying he handed me this letters
"Dear Sir. I am interested in the
boy Barton Baynes. Good words about
him have been flying around like
pigeons. When school is out I would
like to hear from you, what is the rec
ord? What do you think of the soul
in him? What kind of work is best
for it? If you will let me maybe I
can help the plans of God a little. That
is my business and yours. Thanking J
you for reading this, I am, as ever;
"God's humble servant,
"Why, this Is the writing of the Si
lent Woman," I said before I bad read
tie letter- half through.
"Roving Kate ; I never knew her oth
er same, but I saw ber handwriting
"But look this is a neatly mitten,
veil-worded letter an the sheet is as
white and dean 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 Kate 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,
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 !
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?
"Goodness gracious sakes alive!"
She and Uncle Peabody gave each
other looks of surprised inquiry.
"Do you know anybody by that
name ?" I asked.
"We used to," said Aunt Deel as she
resumed her eating. "Can't be she's
Qe o' the Sam Fullertons, can ItT
"Oh, probly not," said Uncle Pea
dy. "Back East they's more Puller
tons than ye could shake a stick at."
A. week later we had our raising.
Uncle Peabodv did not want a nubile
rising, but Aunt Deel had had her
F. We had hewed and mortised and
oored the timbers for our new home,
The neighbors came with pikes and
nelped to raise and stay and cover
"tem. a great amount of human kind
ness went into the beams and rafters
j that home and of others like It. I
few that The Thing was still alive
the neighborhood, but even that
Jpuid not paralyze the helpful hands of
"Jose People. Indeed, what was said
JJ ay Uncle Peabody was nothing
e or less than a kind of conversa
nonai firewood. I cannot think that
my one really believed it
h e hd a cheerful day. A barrel of
rff? cMer had been set up In the door
ywa. and I remember that some drank
L 11 freely- The he-o-hee of the men
tney lifted on the pikes and the
of the hammer and beetle rang
j5 J" alr from morning until night.
Rodney Barnes and Mrs. Dorothy
to help Aunt Deel with the cook
8 and a great dinner was served on
5. improvised table In the dooryard.
wnere tne stove was set up. Tne
shingles and sheathes and clapboard
were on before the day ended. y
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 I took the straight
way of my duty as the needle of the
compass pointed. It was the end of
a summer day and we had watched the
dusk fill the valley and' come creeping
up the slant, sinking the bowlders and
thorn tops in 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.'
"Damn, little fouled, narrer con
tracted; " Uncle Peabody, speaking in
a low, sad tone, but with deep feeling,
cut off this highly promising opinion
before it was half expressed, and rose
and went tofche water pail and drank.
"As long as we're honest we don't
care what they say," he remarked as
he returned to his chair.
"If they won't believe us, we ought
to show 'em the papers ayes," said
"Thunder an' Jehu! I wouldn't go
'round the town tryinto prove that I
ain't a thief," said Uncle Peabody. "It
wouldn't make no differ'hee. 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."
I never heard him speak of it again.
Mv life went on with little in It
Indeed, although I knew the topic was4 WOrth recording until the letter came.
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 ol
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
"That is well done," said he. "I shall
wish you to stay, until the day after to
morrow, if you will. So you will please
add another day." "
I amended the statement and he paid
me the handsome sum of seven dollars.
I remember that after I went to my
room that night I stitched ud the open
ing In my jacket pocket, which con
tained my wealth, with the needle and
thread which Aunt Deel had put In my
bundle, and slept with the jacket un
der my mattress.
I Use My Own Compass at a Fork In
-. the Road.
Swiftly now I move across the bor
der into manhood a serious, eager,
restless manhood. It was the fashion
of the young thoJe days.
Mr Wright came up for a day's fish
ing in July. My uncle and I took him
up the river. -
While we ate our luncheon he de
scribed' Jackson and spoke of the fa
mous cheese which he had kept on a
table in the vestibule of the White
House for his callers. He described
his fellow senators Webster, Clay,
Rives, Calhoun and Benton. I remem
ber that Webster was, in his view, the
least; of them, although at his best the
greatest orator. We had a delightful
day, and when I drove back to the vil
lage .with him that night he told me
that I could go Into the office of Wright
& Baldwin after harvesting.
"It will do for a start," he said. "A
little later I shall try to find a better
place for you."
1 Remember My First Task Was Mend
ing the Wheel barrowj
cleaner. I remember that my firsl
task was mending the wheelbarrow.
"I doht know what Silas would dc
J he were to get home and find hit
wheelbarrow broken," said she. It It
almost an inseparable companion ol
The schoolmaster and his family
were fishing 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 was awed
by its size and splendor, its soft car
pets and shiny brass and mahogany.
Yet It was very simule.
I hoed the garden and cleaned its
paths and mowed the dooryard and did
some 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 t't my
eye in his broadcloth and fine linen
and beaver hat and in the splendid
dignity ami courtesy of his manners.
"Pre -Lad good reports of jou, Bart,
end I'm very glad to see you," be said.
"I bellevg your own lparks have
been excellent In tne last year," I ven
tured. "Poorer than I could wish. The
teacher has been very kind to me," he
laughed. "What have you been study
ing?" "Latin (I always mentioned the
Latin first), algebra, arithmetic, gram
mar, geography and history-"
He asked about my aunt and uncle
and 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
The people of the little village had
learned that he preferred to be let
alone when he had Just returned over
the long, wearisome way from the
scene of his labors. So we had the
evening to ourselves.
Mrs. Wright, being weary after the
day's work, went to bed early and. at
his request, I sat with the senator by
the fire for an hour or so. I have al
ways thought It a lucky circumstance,
for he asked me to tell of my plana
and gave me advice and encourage
ment which have had -a marked effect
upon my career.
I remember telling him that I wished
to be a lawyer and my reasons for It.
He told me that a lawyer was either a
pest or a servant of justice and that
bis chief aim should be the promotion
of peace and good will In his commun
ity. He promised to try and arrange
for my accommodation In his office in
the autumn and meanwhile to lend me
some books to read while I was at
"Before we go to bed let n have J
settlement," said the senator, "wm
yon kindly sit down at the table there
and make up a statement
time you have given met"
I made out the statement very neat
ly and carefully and put it In his
I speak , of it as "the letter," because
of its effect upon my career. It was
from Sally, and it said :
"Dear Bart : It's all over for a long
time perhaps forever that will de
pend on you. I shall be true to you,
if you really love me, even if I have to
wait many, many years. Mother and
father saw and read your letter. They
say we are too young to be thinking
about love and that we have got to
stop it. How can I stop it? I guess I
would have to stop living. But we
shall have to depend upon our mem
ories now. I hope that yours is as
good as mine. Father says no more
letters without his permission, and he
stamped his foot so hard that I think
he must have made a dent in the floor.
Talk about slavery what do you think
of that? Mother says that we must
wait that It would make father a
great deal of trouble If it were known
that I allowed you to write. I guess
the soul of old Grimshaw is still fol
lowing you. Well, we must stretch out
that lovely day as far as we can. On
the third of June, 1844, we shall both
be twentykme and I suppose that we
can do as we please then. The day
Is aN long way off,, but I will agree to
meet you that day at eleven in the
morning under the old pine on the
river where I met you that day and
you told me that you loved me. If
either or both should die our souls will
I know where to find each other. If
you will solemnly promise, write these
words and only these to my mother
Amour omnia vincit, but do not sign
What a serious matter It seemed to
me then! I remember that it gave
Time a rather slow foot. I wrote the
words very neatly and plainly on a
sheet of paper and mailed It to Mrs.
Dunkelberg. I wondered if Sally would
stand firm, and longed to know the
secrets of the future. More than ever
I was resolved to be the principal wit
ness in some great matter, as my
friend in Ashery lane had "put it.
I was eight months with Wright &
Baldwin when I was offered a clerk
ship in the', office of Judge Westbrook,
at Coblesklll, in Schoharie county, at
two hundred a year and my board. I
kneMr not then just how the offer had
ojni. but knew that the senator mast
-"wramended me. I know now
that he wanted a reliable witness of
the rent troubles which were growing
acute in Schoharie, Delaware and Co
It was a trial to go so far from
home, as Aunt Deel put it, but both my
aunt and uncle agreed that it was "for
How it wrung my heart, when Mr.
Purvis and I got Into the stage at Can
ton, to see my aunt and uncle standing
by the front wheel looking up at me.
How old and lonely and forlorn they
looked! Aunt Deel had her purse In
her hand. I remember'how she took a
dollar out of it I suppose it was the
only dollar she had and looked at It
a moment and then handed it up to
"You better take it," she said. Tm
Afraid you won't have enough."
How her hand and lips trembled! 1
have always kept that dollar.
I couldn't see them as we drove away.
The judge received me kindly and
gave Purvis a job in his garden. I
was able to take his dictation In sound
hand and spent most of my time In
taking down contracts and correspond
ence and drafting them Into proper
form, which I had the knack of doing
rather neatly. I was Impressed by the
immensity of certain towns In the
neighborhood, and there were some
temptations in my way. Many people,
and especially the prominent men, ln-
dulged In ardent spirits.
We had near us there a little section
of the old world which was trying; in a
half-hearted fashion, to mitfi It
self In the midst of a democracy. It
was the manorial life of the patroona
a relic of ancient feudalism which'
had Its beginning In 1629, when the
West Indies company. Issued its char
ter of privileges and exemptions. That
charter offered to any member of the
company who should, within foul
years, bring fifty adults to the New
Netherlands and establish them along
the Hudson, a liberal grant of land, to
be called , a manor, of jwhich the ownei
or patroon should be full proprletoi
and chief magistrate. The settleri
were to be exempt from taxation fox
im years, but under bond to stay in
one place and develop it. In the be
ginning the patroon built houses and
barns and furnished cattle, seed and
tools. The tenants for themselves and
their heirs agreed to pay him a fixed
rent forever In stock and produce and,
further, to grind at the owner's mill
and neither to hunt nor fish.
Judge Westbrook. tn whoie office
It Looks Like Good Prices Ahead For
Don't Gamble Your Crop Away
It was never more important to local growers to connect up with
a good shipping agency with old established connections
I have never tied to any one or two houses and the old true and
tried commission merchants With whom I have dealt' for a num
ber of years are the best on their respective markets.
I have strong, steady and reliable outlets for everything you will
produce this year and believe it will be more than ever to your
advantage to get in touch with me early.
HERE ARE MY CONNECTIONS YOU CAN'T BETTER 'EM
SMITH & HOLDEN, 303 Washington St.
' S.H.& E. H. FROST, 319 Washington St.
OLIVET BROS. Inc., 335 Washington St.
BERNARD ABEL CO., Inc.
Cor. Washington & Duane Sts.
J.P.WILSON, 116 Dock St.
JAMES SAWYERS & CO., 222 Dock St
- J. L. CULVER,-114 Dock St.
LEVERAGE & BETHARD, 88 Commerce St.
R. C. IAB
General Forwarding Agent -:-
Elizabeth City, N. C.
wonceo, was counsel and collector rot :
the patroona, notably for the manor!
of Livingston and Van Rensselaer
two little kingdoms in the heart of the
Mr. Liouls Latonr of Jefferson coun
ty, whom I had met In the company ol
Mr. Dunkelberg, came during my last
year there to study law In the office ol
the judge, a privilege for which he waa
indebted to the Influence of Senatol
Wright, I understood.. He was a gay
Lothario, always boasting of his lova
affairs, and I had little to do with him.
One day in-May near the end of mj
two years in Coblesklll Judge West
brook gave me two writs to serve on
settlers in the neighborhood of Bald
win Heights for nonpayment of rent.
He told me what I knew, that there
was bitter feeling against the patroons
in that vicinity and that I might en
counter opposition to the service of
the writs. If sol was not to press the
matter, but bring them back and he
would give them to the sheriff.
"I do not insist on your taking this
task upon you," he added. "I want a
man of tact to go and talk with these
people and get their point of view. If
you don't care to undertake It ni send
T think I would enjoy the task," I
said in ignorance of that hornet a nest
back in the hills.
Take Purvis with you," he said.
"He can take care of the horses, and
as those back-country folk are a little
lawless It will be just as well to have
a witness, with you. They tell me that
Purvis Is a man of nerve and vigor."
I had. drafted my letters for the day
and was about to close my desk and
start on my journey when Louis La
tour came In and announced that he
In d brought the writs from the judge
and was going with me.
"I wouldn't miss it for a thousand
dollars," he remarked. "By Jove I I
think well have a bully time."
I dont object to your going but
you must remember that I am In com
mand,' I said, a little taken back, for
I had no good opinion either of his
prudence or his company.
The judge told me that I could go
but that I should be under your or
ders,' he answered. Tux not going to
be a fool. Pm trying to establish a
reputation for good sense myself."
We got our dinners and set out soon
after one o'clock. I had read the
deeds of the men we were to visit.
They were brothers and lived on ad
joining farms with leases which cov
ered three hundred and fifty acres of
land. Their great-grandfather had
agreed to pay a yearly rent forever of
sixty-two bushels" of good, sweet, mer
chantable, winter wheat, eight yearling
cattle and four sheep In good flesh and
sixteen fat hens, all to be delivered In
the city of Albany on the first day of
January of each year. So. f eellnar thm
I was engaged m a just cause, I brave
ly determined to serve the writs If
(Continued next week.)
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One Good Tire
Bring or send me two worn
out tires and I will make
you one good tire, stronger
and more durable than your
old tires when they were
No tire job too big or too
small for me.
W. T. DEANS
City Garage, Elizabeth City
We will go get your stoves,
take care of them in summer,
put them up when wanted and
polish stove, nickel work and
piping, for price quoted below:
Residence Stove ... $1.00
Store Stove . . $1 .50
Stove with over 7ft.
Any repair to Stove or
E. J. COHOON
COHOON & JACKSON
GET IN TOUCH WITH
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