St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1867-11-08

built the huts up like baby's eob-house,
with the logs fitted in together. l used
to think great deal about your mother,
rs was saying: sometimes | would lie
awake when the rest were off as sound
as a top. and think about her Maybe
ii was foolish, and I'm sure | wouldn't
have told anybody of ii; but | couldn't
get rid of the notion that something
might happen TO her or TO me before five
monts were out, and | with those words
unforgiven.
Then, perhaps, when | went to sleep,
| would dream about her. walking back
and forth. up and down, in her night
gown and little red shawl, with the great
heavy baby in her arms
/ SO it went along till come the last of
January. when one day | saw the boys
all standing round in a heap. and talking.
"What's the matter ?" SAYS l.
Pork given OUT says Bob, with a
whistle. ''Beadle rot that last lot from
Jenkins there. his son-in-law, and it's
split. | could have told him that be-
forehand. Never knew Jenkins to do
the fair thing 10y anybody yet"
"Who's going down = said /, stop
ping short. felt the blood run all over
my face, like a wcman's.
Cullen hasn't made up his mind vet"
says Bob. walking oil.
Now YOU see there wasn't man on
the ground who wouldn't Jump at the
chance to go; it broke up the winter for
them. AMI sometimes they could run in
home for half an hour. driving by: 50
there wasn't much of a hope for me
, But went straight &c Mr. Cullen.
Too late, Just promised Jim ia
, cobs,'' said he. speaking up quick; ii
| was just business 10 him. YOU know
turned of, and | didn't say a word
. | wouldn't have believed it. | never
e would have believed it. that | could have
fclt - cut about such a little thing.
c Cullen looked round IT NE sharp.
: '.lIilloa, Hollis said he. What
to pay -
I '.Nolhing. thank YOU. SIR says |, and
/ walked oft, whi>tlin-.
: | had little talk with jim alone. He
: said he would take good care OF some
t thing I'll give him. anl carry ii straight.
81 when night came | went and borrow.
!, e,l Mr.. Cullen's pencil. and Holt tore m,
{ of bit of clean brown paper he founG
: in the iiour-harrel, and went of among
r the trees with il alone built littl,
II fire Tor myself out OF huckleberry bush
e and sat down there on the snow to write
e couldn't do it in the shanty. with tn,
l. noise ami SINGING. The little brown pa
ii Is.r wouldn't hold much; but these wer
II the words | wrute,-l remember ever,
one of ihcm.-it Is curious now ! should
l. ami that more than twenty wears AGO:
1t .'Dcag Nance. that WAS it.-"Dea
= Nancy. | can't get over il. and TAX
y them all back. And ii anything hap
Ia pens comm. down on tie logs"
X couldn't finish that anyhow, 50 jus
nj wroie AARON down in the corner. an
folded the brown paper up. 1t didn'
y look any more like Aaron than il di
~ like ''Abimelecl." though for didn'
ne -, a sin-le letter wroie.-not one.
as After that | went TO bed. and wishe
/ WAS jim Jacobs.
ne Next morning somebody woke me nj
~ with Il push. and there WAS the boss.
r. "Whv, Mr. Cullen" Slys /, with
Mt Jump,
IS Hurry up, man. anl eat your break
fast, >;Ii he; Jacobs Is down SIC
. with his cold
"Oh. ;" said l.
IL. You and the pork must he back hel
III day after to-morrow->o be spry," sal
.rc he.
rather think was, Johnny.
cd Ii was just eight o'clock when | star
? | ed: it took some time TO get breakfas
he and feed the nags. and get orders.
rs stood there, slapplng the snow with IN
iir whip. crazy TO be of, hearing the last
,se what Mr.. Cullen had 10 say.
Ill They gave me two horS<s.-we hadn
| but two,-oxem are tougher for going i
I'll is 4 general ihing.-aind the lighte
n. team on the ground. Ii it hadn't be,
OF iur the snow. 1 might have put the thin
d. through in two days. but the snow W
5er up to the creatures knees in the sha,
for places all along; of from the road,
nd among tie gul.ics, you could stick a 10
nj foot measure down anywhere. 80 tn
didn't looh ior lie back before Wedns
f a day night.
/ Bess and Beauty-thcy were the hC
mt ses, and ot all the ugly nags that ever
cSS SAW Bcauty was the ugllest-
to on round trOt, Slowing along down (
to, hill; they knew they were going hol
Just as well Is did. felt mite Ion
ork ", the SHOW was So dead still, and tht
OF were there Were thirty miles OF it TO CT,
ev- before | could see human face again.
1t The clouds had an ugly look,-a t,
TO flakes had fallen already y,-and the sn,
tter was purple, deep in as far as you col
.y's see under the trees. Something ma
We NE think of Zen Gurncll, as | drove
eli locking along down the road TO KEEP
straight. You never heard about
,ttv Poor Ben. Poor len, 1t was in :;
5 to that was he had been out hunting
.ing blaLei trees, they SAID, and wande
lect away somehow into the Gray Goth, a
lett went oyer,-it was two hundred fe'
ost- they didn't lind him not till spring
he just a little heap OF bones; his wife |
,rts. them taken home and buried, and by
and by they had to take her away to i
il in pit;I i'll Portland, she talked so ho
bly,, and thought she saw bones rol
bad everywhere.
all There is no place like the woods
mid bringing storm .down on you quiz
ark, the trees art. SO thick you don't mind
II as first few flakes, till, first You kn
there's whirl of 'em, and the win
bout up. was minding less about it t
z up usual, for was thinking Of Mamie