The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-02-13
LenGanSett.
BY OPIE p. READ.
CHAPTER X.

CHATTER X,
 A deep snow, the deepest that many of the oldest inhabitants had ever seen, lay on the ground. The air was keen and crisp and the sun shone as brightly as though spring time had come.
 "What," said Mrs. Gansett, entering the sitting-room, approaching the fire and holding her hands over the blaze, "you ain't gsin' out sich day as this, air you ?"
 Len had drawn on an overcoat, and was putting on pair ofmittens. "Yes," he replied, "l thought that I'd take a stroll"
 "W'y. gracious me, you'll freeze. It's mighty nice overhead, but it's awful un- der foot"
 Grandpa has been out nearly all day"
 "There's no accountin' fur yo' gran'- pap, Len. It do seem to me-" the old lady continued, as she turned the churn around, "that he's been out iu every spell O weather that has come along sence we was married. In the spring an summer he ain't satisfied unless he's drippin' wet, an in the fall an winter he peers ter be on tho'ns till he goes out an gifts mos froze. Air you goin' huntn ?"
 "No, am merely going out for a walk. To tell you the truth, thought that I'd go over to old man Hobdy's. have never seen Ned's father and am curious to meet him."
 "Wall," said Mrs. Gansett, as Len turned toward the door, "you'll meet a Tartar, as sho's you're bornd."
 Len, after receiving directions as mi mute as the old lady could give, set out through the trackless woods. He crossed the river on the ice, not foregoing a few boyish capers as he did so. He had climbed over fence, and had started across small field, when some one shouted to him. He looked back and saw man approaching,
 "You don't seem to know me with these trappinss on."
 l do, now," said Len, extending his hand. "Colonel Bsntly, how are you?'
 First rate. This weather makes me young again. Which way9"
 Thought I'd go over to old man, Hobdy's."
 Better come with me. There's turkey and a lot of quail waiting for me, and don't know that you could do bet ter than to come and share them with me-"
 "No, thank you, colonel, 1 have made up my mind to go to Hobdy's."
 "That's nothing. Come with me. I have just unpacked some old books that my grandfather. many years ago, bought of an old second hand book dealer. Sew eral of them reach as far back as I64o. There is one particularly in which you would find interest. It is entitled "A Quiet Rest for Good Mems Souls, and Terrible Warning to Men whose Minds arc Steeped in Sin and lniquity.' There are also several political tracts, one of which, it is thought, was written by Mill ton. Now, what do you say ?"
 "The temptation is great, colonel, but like the boy who is resolved not to go to the brook, but in spite of all allurements, goes to Sunday-school, must keep in the road of previous intention. At an early day, however, you will find me handling your musty treasures. Where have you been out this way ?" Len asked, hoping to change the subject, for, although he greatly desired to see the little girl and her father, he felt that the persuasive colonel, should he persist, might gain his point.
 "I have been out to Dogwood. With more compassion for my horse than con- alteration for myself decided to walk. Horses in this country, get along badly in the snow. By the way, will tell you why went. Honeycutt sent me word that he had captured ono of the stage robbers. This. was indeed . welcome rlscs oi new. but when saw the sus- pectad man vas convinced q Ais inao-