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A TALE of the NORTH COUNTRY to the TIME of SILAS WRIGHT
BARTON MEETS THE DUNKELBERGS, INCLUDING- PRETTY
LITTLE GOLDEN-HAIRED SALLY.
Synopsis. Barton Baylies, an orphan, goes to live with his uncle.
Pen body Baynes, and his Aunt Deel on a farm on Rattleroad, in a
neighborhood called Llckitysplit, about the year 1826.
. I could only fair into his arms and
express myself in the grief of child
hood. He hugged me close and begged
goe to tell him what, was the mat-
"That. Wills boy stole my melon,"
I said, and the words came slow with
"Oh, no, he didn't," said Uncle Pea
tody. '' -';-:.'! i-v- -"..V'-'-:-
Tes he did. I saw a piece o the
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-Well by w said -Uncle Peabody,
stopping, "as usual, at the edge of the
' precipice. .. ; -v- ,
"He's a snake,, I added. .
"And you fit and he scratched you
mp that way .,
"I scratched him, too.' - ,
Don't you say a word about it to
Aunt Deel. Don't ever speak o that
joinerable melon ag'ln to anybody.
Tor scoot around to tthe barn,, an'
TO be there in a miaute and flx ye
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He went by the road with the tea
and I ran around to the lane and up
s to the, 6table. Uncle Peabody met
ane there in a moment and brought a
fall of water and washed my face
so that I felt and looked more respect-
able. , .' v'- . r . . .
The worst was over for that day,
lot the Baynes-Wills feud had begun.
II led. to many a fight in the school
" jnrd and on the way home. We were
mo evenly matched that our quarrel
vent on for a long time and gathered
Intensity as It continued.
One June dfy Uncle Peabody and
X from down in - the fields, saw a
jSe carriage drive In at our gate. He
slopped and looked intently.
Jerusalem four-corners!" he ex
claimed. "It's Mr, and Mrs. Horace
Donkelberg.', - .
My heart beat fast t thought of
tbe legendaryfPunkelbergs. Uncle
looked me over from top to toe.
Otavens I" he jexclaimed. "Go down
to the brook and wash the mud off
yer feet an legs." .
I ran , for the brook and before I
returned to my uncle I heard the
lorn blow. '
"The Dunkelbergs ! the Dunkel
bergsr Come quick I" it seemed to
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k lEc Dunkelberg . was a big, broad
nonldered, solemn-looking man. Some
fcotr his fare reminded me of a lion's
vMclt I had seen in one of my pic
ture books. He had a thick, long, out
Jtandlng mustache and side whiskers,
3 deep-set eyes and heavy eyebrows.
He stood for half a moment looking
btra at me from a great height with
Us right hand in his pocket I heard
. fittle jingle of coins down where
32s hand was.' It excited my curios
Jtjr. "He took a step toward me and
. jj retreated. I feared, a little; this
wg; ffon-like man. My fears left me
caddenly when he spoke in a. small
r uEealvy voice that reminded me of
lie chirping of a bird.
"Little boy, come here and I. will
. imle you a present," said he.
It rerrinded me of ray disappoirit
aoent wlen uncle tried to shoot his
arnn at : ft squirrel and only the cap
I went to him and he laid a silver
piece Jn the palm of my hand. Aunt
Deel began to hurry , about getting din
ner ready while Uncle Peabody and
3 sat . down on the porch with our
guests, among whom was a pretty,
Wue-eyed girl of about my own age,
with long, golden-brown hair that
Aung in curls.
"Sally, this is Barton Baynes can't
' you shake hands with him?" said Mrs.
With a smile the girl came and of
fered me her hand and made a funny
, kow and said that she was glad to
see me. I took: her hand awkwardly
and made no reply. I had never seen
many girls and had no very high opin-
Son of them. , .
As we sat there I heard the men
talking about the great Silas Wright,
. who had just returned to his home
in Canton. He had not entered my
consciousness until then. -
While I sat listening I felt a tweak
f my hair, and looking around I saw
, the Dunkelberg girl standing behind
me with a saucy smile on her face.
"Won't you come and play with
sne?" she asked. '
I took her out in the garden to
ohow her where my watermelon had
lain At the moment I couldn't think
- of anything else "to Show her. ; As we
walked along I, observed that her feet
were, in dainty slilny button-shoes.
Suddenly I began' to be ashamed of
J ; f eet ; that were browned ; bv the
sunlight aud , scratched by the briers;
The absent watermelon didn't seem to
teteyeat her. .-m
"Ufa jphg bousa iq the sroTe said
: Light in- tfe.i
Author Of EBEN HOLDEN. D'RI AND I. DARRBt OF
ISLES. KEEPING UP WITH LIZZIE. E'r Bic.
she, and showed me how to build a
house by laying rows of stones with
an opening for a door.
"Now you be my husband, said
she. ----. .! w:
Oddly enough I had heard of hus
bands but had only a shadowy notion
of what they were. I knew that there
was none in our house.
"What's that?" I asked.
She laughed and answered: "Some-:
body that a girl is married to.
"You mean a father?'
"Yes."-.- -:v ji ' .
"Once I had a father, I boasted.
"Well, well play we're married and
that you have just got home from a
journey. You go out in the woods
and then you come home and Fll
meet you at the door."
I did as she bade me but I was not
glad enough to "see her. ? 'V
"Yon must kiss me," she" prompted
In a whisper. ;V
I kissed her very swiftly and gin
gerly like one -picking up a hot coal
and she caught me . in her arms
and kissed me three times while - her
soft hair threw its golden veil over
our faces. "' '' Y
"Oh, I'm so glad to see you, she
said as she drew ."away " from me and
shook .back her hair. -
"Golly I this is fun!" I said.; '"
"Now go to sleep and Til tell you
a story, eald 6he.
Then she told pretty tales of fair?
ies and of grand ladies and noble gen
tlemen who wore gold coats and
swords and diamonds and silks, and
said wonderful words in such a won
derful way. I dare say It prospered
all the better in my ears because , of
the mystery by which its meanings
were partly hidden. I had many
questions, to ask and she told me what
were fairies and silks and diamonds
and grand ladles and noble gentlemen.
We sat down to one of our familiar
dinners of salt pork and milk gravy (
and apple pie now enriched by sweet
pickles and, preserves and frosted
A query had entered my mind and
soon after we had begun bating I
"Aunt Deel, what is the difference
between a boy and a girl?"
There was a little, silence in which
my aunt drew in her breath and ex
claimed, "W'y i" and turned very red
and covered her face with her nap
kin. Uncle Peabody laughed so loud
ly that the chicken? began to cackle.
Mr. and Mrs." Dunkelberg also covered
their faces. Aunt Deel rose and went
to the stove and shoved the teapot
"Goodness gracious sakes alive !'
The tea slopped over on the stove.
Uncle Peabody laughed louder and
Mr. Dunkelberg's face was purple.
Shep came running into the house
just as I ran out of it. I had made
up my mind that I had done some
thing worse than tipping over a what
not. Thoroughly frightened I fled and
took refuge behind the ash-house,
where Sally found me. I knew of
one thing I would never do again. She
coaxed me into the grove where we
had another play spell.
I needed just that kind of thing,
and what a time it was for me I fA
pleasant sadness comes when I think
of that day it was so long ago. As
the Dunkelbergs left us I stood look
ing down the road on which they
were disappearing. That evening my
ears caught a note of sadness in the
voice of the katydids, and -memory
began to play its part with me. Best
of all I remembered the Nklsses and
the bright blue eyes and the soft curly
hair with the smell of roses in it.
I Meet the Silent Woman and Silas
Amos Grlmshaw was there In our
dooryard the day that the old 'ragged
woman came along and told our for
tunes she was called Rovln Kate,
and was said to have the gift of "sec
ond sight," whatever that may be. It
was a bright autumn day and the
leaves lay deep In the edge of the
woodlands. . She spoke never a word
but stood pointing at her palm and
then at Amos -and at me.
Aunt Deel nodded and said : "
"Ayes, Kate tell their fortunes If
ye've anything to say ayes 1"
She brought two sheets of paper and
the old woman sat ! down upon the
grass and began to write with a lit
tie stub of a pencil. I have now, those
fateful sheets of paper, covered by
the scrawls of . old Kate. I remember
how she shook her head and sighed
and sat beating her ; forehead with
the knuckles, of her bony hands after
she had , looked at ' the palm of 'Amos.
Swiftly the point of her pencil rah
over and up and down thesheet Ukej
the movements of a brightened ser
pent," i In the silence how . loudly the
pencil seemed to hiss In its swift lined
and loops. ': Y- rX ? :-'v-''V''vS'-:-
My aunt exclaimed "Mercy !" as she
looked at the sheet ; for .while I knew
not, - then, . the strange - device upon
the, paper, I knew, by and: by, -that
It was a gibbet. Beneath it j were, the
words : - "Money thirst shall' burn like
a fire In him. s ' ,.:V:;--''-'.""''-:v'
She rose and smiled as she looked
Into my face. I saw a kind, gentle
glow In her eyes that reassured me.
She "clapped her hands with joy. She
examined my palm and grew serious
and stood looking thoughtfully at the
I see, now, her dark figure stand
ing against the sunlight as it, stood
that day. with Amos la Its shadow.
What a singular eloquence In her pose
and gestures and in her silence ! I
remember how It bound our tongues
that silence of hers !
The woman turned with a kindly
smile and sat down in the grass again
and took the sheet of paper end
resting it on a yellow-covered book be
gan to write these words:
"I see the longing of the helper.
One, two, three, four great perils
shall strike at him. He shall not
be afraid. God shall fill his heart
with laughter. I hear guns, I hear
many voices. His name is In them.
He shall be strong. The powers of
darkness shall fear him, he shall be
a lawmaker and the friend of God and
of many people, and great men shall
bow to bis judgment and he shall
, She began shaking her head
thoughtfully and did '. not finish the
sentence, and by and by the notion
came to me that some unpleasant vis
ion must have halted her pencil.
Aunt Deel brought some luncheon
wrapped In paper and the old woman
took it and ,went away. My aunt fold-
"Sally; This Is Barton Baynes. Can't
You Shake Hands With Him?" Said
ed ;; the sheets and put them In her
trunk and we thought no more of
them until but we shall know soon
what reminded us of the prophet
woman. . i
The autumn passed swiftly. I went
to the village one Saturday with Un
cle Peabody in high hope of seeing
the Dunkelbergs, but at - their door
we learned j that they had gone up
the river on a. picnic. What a blow
it was, to me I Tears flowed down
my - cheeks and I clung to my uncle, s
hand and walked back to the main
street of the village. A squad of small
boys jeered and stuck out their
tongues at me. It was pity. for. my
sorrows, no doubt, that led Uncle Pea
body to take me to the tavern for
dinner, where they were assuaged by
cakes-and jellies and chicken pie.
At Christmas I got a picture-book
and forty raisins and three sticks of
candy with red stripes, on them' and a
jew's-harp. That was the Christmas
we went down to Aunt Liza's to
spend the day and I helped myself to
two pieces of cake when the plate
was passed and cried because , they all
laughed at my greediness. It was the
day when Aunt .Liza's boy, Truman,
got a silver watch and chain and her
daughter Mary a, gold ring, and when
all the relatives were invited to come
and be convinced, once and for all,"
or uncle Roswell's prosperity, and
be filled with' envy and reconciled
with Jelly and preserves and , roast
turkey, with; sage dressing and mince
and chicken pie. What an amount of
preparation we had made for the Jour
ney, and how long we had talked about
In the spring my uncle hired a man
to work for us a noisy, i brawny,
sharp-featured fellow with keen gray
eyes, of - the name; of Dug Draper.
Aunt peel hated him. ; i; feared" him
put regarded i him with great hope
because he had iet funny way of wink
iug At me with one eye across the
:tabie and; further, because he could
sing and did . sing whi 1c .it m k.ed--songs
that rattled from: his Hps in a
way that, amused me, greatly. . Then,
oo he fcould rip out. words that had
a' new and wonderful sound in them. .
t made-up my mi ad that1 he .was like..
1 to become a Wuable asset when I
heard Aunt "Deel saw to my Uncle Perf.
body : : y ' : - v--v
ou?ll haVe to send that loafer
4vay, bright '. now, ayes, I guess you
will."' . ' . ' . . -
"Why?" : V '
I ?Because this boy has- learnt to
sear like a pirate ayes he lias l".:
!: Uncle Peabody didn't know it but
I myself had, begun to suspect t, and
that hour the man was sent-away,
aud I remember that: lie teft In anger
with a number of ; those new"words
flying from his llp A -forced march
ftt; the upper room followed thatf event
Tle Peabody explained that it -was
w)cked to swear that boys who did
It; had very baJ Iuck, and .mine came
Irf a moment. i never had more bf
itl come along" in the same length of
After I .ceased to 'jplay with5', the
Wills boy Uncle Peabody used to
say, often, it was a pity that 'I hadn't
somebody of my own age for com
pany. Every day I felt sorry that the,
WUl boy had turned out so badly,
a)d I doubt not the cat and the shep
h(rd dog and- the chickens . and Uncle
Peabody also regretted vhls failures,
especially the dog and Uncle Peabody,
wlo bore all sorts of indignities for
my sake. ' '
jfOne day when Uncle Peabody wept
fpjj the mall he brought Amos Grim
shaw to visit me. He was four years
oKler than I a freckled, red-haired
bdy with a large mouth and thin Hps.
He wore a silver watch and chain,
wich strongly recommended him, in
my view and enabled me to . endure
hisfair of condescension. ' ';' ;
)3e let me feel it and look it alt
over and I slyly touched the' chain
with my tongue just to see if it had
any taste to it, and Amos told me
that his father had given it to him and
that it always kept him "kind o'
scairt. ' ' ' - ' : ' -r: '
fITor fear Fll break er lose it an
tf licked, he answered.
j pe took a' Uttle yellow paper-cov
eed book from his pocket and began
toread to himself. '
I ventured to ask
by and by. , -
"A story,' he answered. "I met a
;ed ol' woman in the road t'other
an she give me a lot of em and
showed me the pictures an I got to
raijlh em. Don't you tell anybody
'caitise my ol dad hates stories an
hp'd lick me 1 I couldn't stan if he
kpe;w I was readln 'em.
1 1 begged him to read but loud and
hepfread from a tale of two robbers
named Thunderbolt and Lightfoot who
llve.d in a cave in the mountains. They
were ' bold, free, wearing men) who
rode beautiful horses at a wild gal
lop! and carried guns and used them
freely and with unerring skill and
helped' themselves to what they want-
' e stopped, by and by, and confided
tof me the fact that he thought he
wcjuld run away and join a band of
j How do you run away?' I asked.
jf just take the turnpike and keep
gotn toward the mountains. When
yet meet a baud o robbers give em
thislgn an tell 'em you want to
IHe went on with the book and read
how the robbers had ' hung a captive
wQhad persecuted them and inter
f4t;ed with their sport. The story ex
plained how they put the rope, around
tli neck of 5 the captive and threw
th other end of it over the limb
of f a tree and pulled the man into
thf air.J.: " " : : '. wr ..
jpe stopped suddenly and demanded:
"1 there a long rope here?
j pointed to Uncle' Peabody's hay
rope hanging on a peg.
ll'Le's hang a captive, he proposed,
j At first I did not , comprehend his
manlng. , He got the rope and threw
its;! end oyer the big beam. Our! old
shepherd ; dog ; had been nosing the
mow near us for rats. Amos caught
thr flog who, suspecting no harm, came
paslvely to the rope's end. He tied
rope around the dog's neck. v v
Barton gets Into trouble at
jiitiome and decides to run away.
f He has some Interesting expert
I fences before he returns home,
j I Read about them in the next In
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Actions That Make Greatness. "
A truly great man's actions are
works of art. Nothing with him is ex
timporlzed or improvised. They, 'in.
vove their, consequences, and develop
themselves along with the events that
ga.Ve them birth. Guesses at Truth. ;
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SMART NEGLIGEES ARE N(i
rv lit D x jl v x jL-a.v u v juAirx t
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The land of the negligee is the land
of perpetual summer that may be found
within four walls Inclosing a steam
healing apparatus, or in other walls
that look out upon summer skies. The
negligee is no respecter of climates;
It Insists upon being colorful and flow
erf ul and enchantingly suggestive of
spring zephyrs and garden paths,
whatever Its envirohment. It', is an in
spiration, an invitation to leisure and
Idle hours, a happy change from or
dinary work-a-day clothes. Every
woman should do herself a kindness
by adopting a pretty negligee as " a
playmate. It will put her In a pleas
ant frame of mind.
Usually these fanciful garments are
made of sheer and soft" materials as'
lace, georgette, chiffon and fine mullsi
that float about the figure no more
burdensome than the air and not very
"long" on protection. Crepe de chine
and very thin wash silks make negli
gees a little , bit heavier and equally
soft and becoming. ' The" same "gay"
The blouse of georgette 7 crepe needs
no one to sing its praises.. This ex
quisite fabric - is v a permanent acqui
sition, nd has made a place In the
esteem of women" tliat it ; will be "dif
ficult to usurp. But we are grateful
to the blouse5 makers who have turned"
their talents to designing new styles.
In , which 4 two ; colors, 'instead of ..f one,
arp used. This color combination leads
up to new trimming Ideas and lends an
added . Interest, to incoming styles In
spring". blouses. --7!t;! : 2Vf -:f:
Along with the" two-color, blouses
comes thread embroidery5 more strong
ly featured this season than ever. In
the picture above" a blouse ; of light
and " dark georgette Is ; shown, with
light and dark heavy embroidery silk
making a rich decoration for it, In an
embroidery that is; quickly5 done and
Is not heavy. Any two ' colors " that
harmonize may be used in these two
color blouses. Favorite combinations
are beige and navy; cerise and 'navy,
coral and ivory, black and white, gray
and " rose; purple v and v champagne,
American Beauty and navy, vor cherry
colors are-: used lor these. One
i4cui la buuwu in we picture mat -with
an accordion-plaited skirt f
light pink crepe de chine and a she
kimono of the same material. Tit
kimono Is true to form so far as if
embroidered wild roses and rose fitf ": v
age are concerned, but it departs frtf jiJ
the original Japanese model, havhtx
fronts that lengthen Into a girdle th
ties In the back. Its neck and frol
edges have folds of georgette cr"
set in, and a border of narrow bki-u'
ribbon.' The ribbon follows the ginj0
to the end; but,-. the. plaits stop attl"-'
waistline. These folds of georgetlr c
with the band of black ribbon makt '
pretty finish for the flowing sleeves
'', The skirt of this negligee is long,
is the rule with negligees. It mights
even longer. Satin slippers go
with it; but there; are many love:
fancy boudoir slippers of ribbon
ther materials to choose from, sit
a negligee must have footwear of 1
own , character to go with it.
OF GEORGETTE CREPE
and navy, the last being the v ui-t
colors. ; J
me oiouse piciurea is in -over
style, but it fastens on the sM3
der. - A panel of the dark seor
r at the back and front is split into -1
f panels at its lower half and serves n
j a background for the thread H
of the dark ffeorcpttA and a flare
r , - ... - .... o' . ir
the bottom finished with a band oifj
darkr crepe. - A pretty finish f or
round, neck is made by twisting r
light -and; -dark embroidery silk
gether In a rope of which loops 5
ends are made and placed at the fro11
of the neck. ; " , .. ,
ft It will be noticed tnat the belt J
the skirt worn with this hlotiac sets',
low the normal waistline and is
about the' figure. . This gives a W
long waist. . which appears to be un
Ine headway as 'a feature of sP-i
styles. .: "
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