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UNCLE PEABODY SPURNS BfllBE OFFERED BY GRIMSHAV
TO SEAL BART'S LIPS. ,
8ynoptl8d Barton Baynes, an orphan, goes to live, with his uncle,
Peabody Baynes, and his - Aunt ' Deel on a farm on Battleroad, In , a ";
neighborhood called Llckltyspllt, about the year;. 1826. He meets Sally ;
Dunkelberg, about his own age, but socially, of a class above" the
Bayneses, and is fascinated by her pretty face and fine clothes. Barton
also meets Roving Kate, known in . the neighborhood as the . VSllent
Woman. Amos Grimshaw, a young son of the richest man in the town-,
ship, is a visitor at the Baynes home and Roving Kate tells the boys'
fortunes, predicting a bright future for Barton and death on the gallows,
for Amos. Barton meets Silas Wright, Jr a man prominent in public
affairs, who evinces much interest in the boy. Barton learns of the ,
power of money when Mr. Grimshaw threatens to take the Baynes farm,
unless a note which he holds is paid. Now in his sixteenth year, Bar
ton, en his way to the post office at Canton, meets a stranger and they
ride together. They encounter a highwayman,,-who shoots and kills the
stranger. Barton's horse throws him and runs away. As the murderer
bends over the stranger Barton throws a stone, which he observes ,
wounds the thief, who makes off at once. A few weeks later Bart leaves
home to enter Michael Hacket's school at Canton. Amos Grimshaw is
arrested, charged with the murder which Bart witnessed.
CHAPTER IX Continued, :
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To my utter surprise he resumed his
talk with me as the young man went
way.',-- : l' ; - -
TTpu see all ways are north , when
you . put .this lodestone near the
meedle, he went on. If it is to tell
you the truth you must keep the lode
stone away from the needle. It's that
way, top,, with the compass of your
soul,. partner.. There the lodestone is
selfishness, and with its help you can
make any direction look right, to you
nd sdon you're lost." ,.
, He bound the last bundle and then
we walked together toward the house,
the senator carrying his sickle.
. 1 shall introduce you to the presi
dent," he said as we neared our des
tination. "Then perhaps you had . bet
ter Jeave us." . - ,. . ;
- I could ' not remember that I had
ever been "introduced" to anybody, I
inaw that people put their wits on ex
hibition and often flung down a "snag"
ky way of demonstrating their fitness
ior. the ' honor, when they were- intro
duced in hooks. I remember asking
ather timidly: I .
' What shall I say when when you
Introduce nTe?"
0h say anything you want to say,"
le answered with a look of amuse
mentr - - -
J Tm kind o scared," I said.
V T?ou' i needn't . be -fie was once a
foor boy Just like you." .. ;
Vnst-Uke me !? I repeated thought
talty f or ' while X had : heard a "good
eal of that, kind of thingin our home,
St had fnot, somehow, got under my
picket; as they used to say,
( "Just like you cowhide and all
the son of a small freeholder in Kin-
derhook on the Hudson, he went on.
ButJie was. well fed' in brain and
tody and kept his heart clean. ; So of
. course he grew and Is stjll growing.
That'aTa curious thing about men and
women, Bart. K they are in good
ground and .properly "cared for' they
ever : stop growing never I and
kat's a pretty full word Isn't it?.
We had come in sight of the house.
1 tegged behind a little when I saw
tte great man sitting on the small
isiazza with Mrs. Wright. I see viv-
it. Is an Honor to Meet You, Sir, and
Thank You For the Right to Vote
rs when I am Old Enouah. & ' -Jtrt
Idly, as, I write, the full figure, .the
?uddyfc .kindly face, the large nose, the
gray H eyes, 'the thick halo ; of silvered
air exteuding from his .collar, to the
to11,;0? Pf i Ws head. He rose and
aald,j(n,4. deep .voice:.. - i .
, - poivB, lU luds wuo hindenirthe
'f-.f WrtSht;" hung fcla sickle oa V a
aaU: tree ta -.the , dooryard and an-
TThe plowman has overtaken the
ttr,fXlr.iPresid8atI bid yea ml
rr 3, cy , huribla hone.". t
"It is a pleasure to be here and a
regret to call you back to Washing
ton," said the president as they shook
hands. . -.: ; '
"I suppose that means an extra ses
sion," the senator answered.
"First let me reassure you. I shall
get away as soon as possible, for I
know that a president Is a heavy bur
den for one to have on his hands." '
'Don't worry. T can get along with
almost any kind of a human being, es
pecially If he like pudding and milk as
well as you do,"jsaid the senator, who
then introduced me in these words:
"Mr. President, this is my young
friend, Barton "Baynes, of the neigh
borhood ' of Llckltyspllt in the town
of Ballybeen a coming man of this
county." : s; . : - f". ; '' ' '
?"Come on," was the playful remark
of the president as he took my hand.
"I shall be looking, for you."
' I had carefully chosen my words
and I remember saying, with some dig
nity, like one in a story book, although
with a trembling voice:
"It Is an honor to meet you, sir, and
thank you for the right to vote when
I am old enough." ,
Vividly, too, I remember-his geutle
smile as he looked down at me and
said in a most kindly tone:
"I think it a great honor to hear
you say that"
He put his hands upon my shoulders
and turning to the senator said:
"Wright. I often wish that I had
your modesty."
,. "I need it much more than you do,"
tlie senator laughed.
t Straightway I left them with' an
awkward bow and blushing to the
roots of my hair. .
As I neared the home of Mr. Hacket
I heard hurrying footsteps behind me
and the voice of Sally calling my name.
I stopped and faced about
. How charming she looked as she
walked toward me I I had never seen
her quite so fixed up., ; C -
'"Bart," she said. I suppose you're
not going to speak to me."
"If you'll speak to me," I answered.
"I love to speak to you," she said.
"I've been looking all around for you.
Mother wants you to come over ' to
dinner with us at Just twelve o'clock.
You're going away with father as soon
as we get through."
I wanted to go but got the notion all
at once that the Dunkelbergs were in
need of Information about me and that
the time had come to impart it So
then and there that ancient Olympus
ot our ramiiy, received notice as it
were. -V;- ; :
"I can't," I said. 4Tve got to study
my lessons before I go away, with your
father. . .
. it was a blow to her. I saw . the
shadow that, fell upon her face. She
was vexed and, turned and ran away
irom me without another word and I
felt a pang of regret as 1 went to the
lonely, and deserted home of the
schoolmaster.
At twelve-thirty Mr. Dunkelberg
came for me, with a high-stepping
horse in a new harness and a shiny,
still-running buggy. He wore , gloves
and a beaver hat and sat very erect
and had little to say. " "
"I hear ypu met the president" he
remarked. . . . v
"Yes, sir,I was introduced to him
tms morning' , ! answered a bit too
proudly, and wondering ' how he had
heard of my good fortune, but deeply
gratified at nls knowledge . of it .
."What did he have to sayT : v. ;
. : l aescrmea tne . interview and the
looks of the great man. Not much
more was said as we sped away
toward, the deep woods and the high
hills.' ' r ' ,vJ - j ; v ' nw ,
I was, eager to get home .but won
dered Why he should be going with me
to talk with Mr,Grlmshaw and tiny
imcie.; ;Of . course ,1 suspected that it
had to do with Amos, but how I knew
not He humuedvln, the, rough going
and thonghtfully : flicked the bushes
wit hls whip, I never kaew a more
persistent hummer... : Z
A.unt .Deel , shookT liandi wlttt llr.
Dunkelberg and.ten .camo to oe and
said:; s ;. ;.t,K j Y. ,
"Wal-an Baynes!, X Btrcr xriac
Cid to sea, anrbcf v in l fvi
my life ayes i We been looklnv up
the road for an hour eyes I. Xoa
me right into the house this min
ute both o' you."
The table- was spread 'with the
things I enjoyed most big, brown bis
cuits and. a great comb of honey sur
rounded with its nectar and a pitcher
of milk and a plate of cheese and some
jerked meat and an apple pie. ' ' -
MSet right down, an eat I just
want to see ye eat ayes I do I"
Mr. Grimshaw came soon after we
had finished1 our luncheon. He hitched
his horse at the post and came in.; .
"Good day," he said, once and for
all, as he came in at the open door.
"Baynes, I want to have a talk with
you and the boy. v Tell me what ypu
know about that murder." f.:
"Wal, I had some business over to
Plattsbug,,, my uncle began, "while
I was there I thought1 I'd go and see
Amos. So I drove out to Beekman's
farm. They told me that Amos had
left there .after workin fouir days.
They gave him fourteen shillins an
he was goin to take the stage in the
mornin. He left some time in the
night an' took Beekman's rifle with
him, so they said. There was a piece
o' wood broke out o' the stock o' the
rifle. That was . the kind o gun that
was used in the murder."
It surprised me that my uncle knew
all this. He had said nothing to me
of his Journey or its result
"How do you know?" snapped Mr.
Grimshaw. 1
"This boy see It plain. It was a
gun with a piece o wood broke out
o the stock." .
"Is , that so?" was the brusque de
mand of the money , lender as be
turned to me.
"Yes, sir I answered. ! !
"The boy lies," he snapped, and
turning to my uncle added: "Yer mad
'cause Ym tryin to make ye pay yer
honest debts ain't ye now?" (
Uncle Peabody, keeping his temper.
shook his head and calmly said: "No,
I ain't anything ag'in' you or Amos,
but it's got to be so, that a man can
travel the roads o this town without
gettin his head blowed off."
Mr. Dunkelberg turned to me and
asked: . :. . " .'' ' ... ". "
"Are you sure that the stock of the
gun you saw was broken?"
"Yes," sir and Fin almost sure it
was Amos that ran away with it"
:Whyr " f;:':
"I picked up a stone and threw it
at him and it grazed the left side of
his face, and the other night I saw
the scar it made." ,
My aunt and uncle and Mr. Dunkel
berg moved with astonishment as I
spoke of the scar. Mr.. Grimshaw,
with keen eyes fixed upon me, gave a
little grunt of Incredulity.
"Huh! Liar i" he muttered. ;
"I am not a liar," I declared with in
dignation, whereupon my aunt angrily
stirred the fire in the stove and Uncle
Peabody put his hand on my arm and
said: ' . ..
"Hush, Bart t .Keep your temper,
son.".. . J . 1,;,.
"If you tell these things . you may
be the means of sending an innocent
boy to his death," Mr. Dunkelberg said
to me. "I wouldn't be too sure about
em If I were you. It's so easy to be
mistaken. You couldn't be sure In the
dusk that- the stone really hit him,
could you?" V ; '
.1 answered : Yes, sir-r-I saw the
stone hit and I saw him put his hand
on, the place while he was running.
I guess it hurt him some."
"Look a here, Baynes,"; Mr. Grim
shaw began in that familiar scolding
tone of his, "I know what you want
an we might Jest as well git right
down to business first as last 1 You
keep this boy still aaVTll give ye five
years interest" Tj:- ;-vC
Aunt Deel gave a gasp and quickly
covered her mouth with her hand.
Uncle Peabody 'changed color as he
rose ffom his chair with a strange look
on his face. He swung his big right
hand in the air as he said:
; ,?By the eternal jumpln "
Me stopped, v puued ' down the left
sleeve of his flannel shirt and walked
to the water pall and drank out of
the dipper. , . v ;: : v
"Say, Mr. Grimshaw, Tm awful sorry
ior ye," sam my uncle as he returned
to his chair, "but rve always learnt
this boy, to tell the truth ah the hull
truth. I know the danger Pm In.
e re , geiun- oia. it'll he ? hard ;' to
start over ag'ln an you can ; ruin us
if ye want to an' Tm as scared o ye
as a mouse in a cat's paw, but, this
boy. has got to' teU the truth right but
puun. i couian't ..muzzle him if I
tried he's too much of a man. If
jruure scarea o'ine trutn ,you
know, that Amos is guilty."
mua'
. Mr. Grimshaw. shook his head with
anger and beat the floor with the end
of his cane. ,,r v- M. V '! r, ''':. y
; Wpbody Icnbws anything otnekind!
uayues, t eaia mt. dunkelberg. "Of
course , ajuos never .thought o killing
auypouy. yue's a Harmless kind ot a
boy X know him well and so do you.
Under r;the circumstances :Mr. . Grin
snawf is afraid that Bart's stbrr win
make it dlfflcult. for Amoa to, prove
Again Grimshaw laughed between
his teeth as he. looked at my; uncle.
In his view every man had his price,
v "I see that I'm the mouse an' you're
the cat" he resumed, as that curious
laugh rattled in his throat "Look a'
here, Baynes; 111 tell ye what HI do.
Ill cancel the -hull .mortgage."
Again Uncle Peabody rose -from his
chair .with -a look; In his face which I
have vnever forgotten. - How his voice
rangoutf'yYv
"No, sir 1" he shouted so loudly that
we all s jumped to our feet and Aunt
Deel covered her face with' her apron
and began to cry. It was like the ex
plosion of a blast Then the frag
ments began falling with a loud crash :
"NO, SHI l YE CAN'T BUY THE
NAIL ON MY LITTLE PINGEB, OR
HIS v WITH ALL" YER MONEY
D -N YOUI" . ' '
It was like the shout of Israel from
the top of 'the mountains. Shep
bounceC tnto the house with hair on
"No, Sirl Ye Cant Buy the Nail on
, My Little Finger or His With All
Yer Money Damn YouIw
end and the chickens cackled and the
old rooster clapped i his wings and
crowed with all the power of his lungs.
Every member of that little . group
stood stock still and breathless.
'. I trembled with a fear I could not
have defined. M. Grimshaw '6huffled
out of the door, his cane rapping the
floor as if his arm had been stricken
with palsy in a moment
Mr. Dunkelberg turned to my aunt
his face scarlet and muttered an apol
ogy for the disturbance and followed
the money lender. .
"Come on, Bart," Uncle , Peabody
called cheerfully, as he walked toward
the barnyard. " "Let's go an' git in
them bufnuts.".
: He paid no attention to bur" visi
tors neither did my aunt who fol
lowed us. The two men. talked : to
gether a .. moment . unhitched their
horses, got into their buggies an4
drove, away. y ;.
"Wat Pm surprised at Mr. Horace
Dunkelberg tryin' to come it over us
like that ayes 1 1 be," said Aunt DeeL
Wat I ain't" said: Uncle Peabody.
"6r Grimshaw has got him under his
thumb that's 'What's the matter.
Youll find he's up to his ears in debt
to Grimshaw-rprobly." , ! ?
As we followed him toward ths
house, he pushing the wheelbarrow
loaded with sacks of nuts, he added t
"At last Grimshaw has found some
thin that he can't buy an' he's awful
surprised. , Too bad he dldnt learn
that lesson long ago."
v He stopped his wheelbarrow by the
steps and we sat down together on
the edge of he stoop as he added:
. I got mad they kep' pickin' on me
so rm sorry, but I : couldn't help it
Well start up ag'in sonlewheres if we
have to. There's a good many days'
work in me. yet" - .
As we carried the bags to ihe attic
room I thought of the lodestone and
the compass and knew that Mr. Wright
had foreseen what was likely to hap-
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body said to me:
.."I feel sorry, awful sorry, for that
boy.", i( ; "
'We spent a silent afternoon gather
ing apples. , After supper we played
old sledge and my uncle had hard
work to keep us In good countenance.
We went to bed early and I lay long;
hearing the autumn wind in the popple
leaves and thinking of that great thing
which had grown strong wifhin us,
UtUe by little. .in the candU light'
Bart : encounter A new 'peril
-as a result of hla knowledc re-,
' carding : the crime -of . vhleh -Amoa
H Grimshaw Is - lecuseoV
7 Mow i Cart ettsped fren) ?tha
- danger that menaced him la Uld
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No wonder the French are fond of
elge. Time demonstrates that we
aever grow- tired of this refined and
beautiful color, which' ranks with
white in these two particulars. ' Be
sides this, it goes well with all other
colors, as white does. The spring is
welcomed by many - a pretty suit in
beige-colored wool and many rich and
handsome ones In beige-colored ; trl
colette and other silk weaves. . The
one-piece dresses reveal this color a
favorite with their designers; often in
combination with other colored fab
rics or brightened by rich embroid
eries, '-f --: '
- A suit of beige tricot shown in the
picture is a fine example of liarmonlz
iftg color and design. Here there is
the same : "class" In the design as In
the cloth. It Is made with a plain
skirt and very neat machine stitching
I an important detail in its finishing.
The skirt " Is instep length and just
wide enough t for comfortable walking.
The neat effect of machine stitching
is emphasized . by placing it on narrow
panels, rounded at thq ends that are
applied around "'the coat. It appears'
again on the front of the'coat,f where a
wide panel is cut toform pockets at
the sides,' and again on, the harrow belt
of the tricot. The small," round buttons
are. covered, with' the cloth. -- ' -
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Combed wools and angora yarns are
playing conspicuous partsin the spring
styles. They appear everywhere, the
combed wool In accessories of suits
and coats as vestees, collars, cuffs, and
the yarns In embroideries on dresses,
and millinery and in other forms. As
nothing escapes the Industrious eyes of
the designers of waists the vogue for
wool embroidery soon brought grist to
their mills, for they appropriated ' the
idea and have used; it on blouses,' add
ing one more to the many interesting
vagaries that make the blouses' of the
season attractive ' One would not ex
pect wool yarn to travel hand in hand
with georgette crepe, but It doesr and
successfully, asJ Is ? witnessed by the
blouse shown In the picture. : -Cj:
This model Lis of dark plumkHjlored
crepe;', ornamented v with U scattered
spirals of beige-colored ; embroidery.
Itsfront; is v;extendedinto vallttle
apron r rounded at the Jottom. ;Fancy
stitching finishes tthe hems: and out
lln;4 the round neclt and these are of
silk like' the pendant silk ornaments
that finish the tie ends that are sewed
to the front : of the . blouse. . The tla
Jends are unexpected,- but; altogether
as , a rr.!:Msg touch.- . Tfc
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The second suit is of gray wool t
lours,, with a rose-colored vestee of
combed wool, which is a smart detail
that' lends ' its r character. Besides Its
vestee,. this suit . takes advantage of
the "vogue for small buttons set in a
row, to proclaim Its allegiance to the
decrees of fashion. It is perfectly tail,
ored and has practical pockets to
recommend It to the tailor-made girl.
Its wearer is correct In the matter of
shoes to wear with it, selecting low
heeled oxfords, and a brilliant rough
straw v hat crowns the costume perfectly.
Silk Thread for Childrens Wear.
Always sew children's wear with A
No. 1 quality: silk thread the best t
be had. In the long run it will prov
the best paying Investment in your
children's clothes that you have erer
hit upon. , Silk thread Is stronger
than cotton ; it does not ' roughen 1b
the laundering nor is It so brittle mi
inclined to break off or snap in the
seamif In ginghams, percales and oth
er fabrics of children's ' wearing ap
parelTlh i'ikaihksvdeep into the
mesh of the goo,ds and. holds far bet
ter with, a thread Of similar quality
and ; texture as the apparel. Numerow
mothers have vouched for the vaini
of this practice.
Blouse Styles
sleeves have a close-fitting cuff
ened to a flowing upper sleeve.
The other waist is- of taupe-colored
crepe." Ith front arid sleeves embroid
ered , with silk! of the same color. It,
another one of the several models that
have extensions below the waistline
and it contrives a very original mn'
agement of this feature of the style9
by having two' long tabs at each side
gathered into , silk tassels. Besid
achieving; vthls something new, the
blouse j has 'another 'merit in a very
wide, soft girdleof the georgette, aoo.
it takes advantage' of the opportunity
to use a small sailor collar on tW
round neck. v Many round-neck?"
blouses are finished with frills.
. ' -HaU for the Kiddles.
.;Cbambray hats for the kiddies
again, appeared this season, and tbes
show" stitched brims and large, PuB?
crowng oft the fabrlc.' with wide bte
jelvet Jbands and streamers, and om
times, . trimmed j with - Uttle
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