Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1900-05-30
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i'll That high. clear, vibrant note,
0<A striking through the silence Ike a
sword of sound.
There cried Jack Harrowsby.
They're starting up That's Hyperion
hfe. He's going to play Columbia. F"
NO" decided old McClelland. He's
just a-tunin' up. ] don't remember 10
have ever seen So many folks comm into
town. jest look at that Kansas bill. an
along by the railroad track. Like as not
they'll be full fifteen hundred al the
grove"
Sure. They've got the flag strung
acrost the street. Its gittin' wore"
1T oughtnt TO. Ii amt out but Deco
ration day an Fourth of July. But The
winds is hard on it,
II was a fair day-a fine daily. \ day
bit for the flag 10 float high. for music 10
resound, for prayers 10 arise. for the loyal
living to honor the valiant dead. \ day
of blue and gold-of soft breezes thar
claimed no kinship with fierce midsummer
Winds Rain had fallen in the night, and
even yet upon the roadside grass il gilt
tered, a delicate. brilliant web tine as
lace upon a iady's gown.
There's John Barriston gittin' ont OF
his old buggy" commented Harrowsby
Il wonder he amt ashamed TO own such
a lookin' trap. with all the money he's
got"
Yes, an here comes Thorn's carriage
from the other way. Thorn's the only
farmer around here that keeps one
don't say he amt right TO git some COM
fort out'n his life"
The Thorn surrey rolled down the
street. On the front seat sat a heavily
built, auburn bearded man. Beside him
was a whte-bloused boy. On the back
seat was pleasant faced woman. and
beside her a slender young girl, white
clad from her head TO her feet
Mr.. McClelland shook his head. They
spend too much They'll wind up in the
poor house,
"Oh, guess not" laughed Harrowsby
Any one who picks mp Ed Thorn for a
fool is goin' to drop him mighty quick
He can afford 10 spend some OF course
Barriston is with as much again.
Don't look like it, clicked out the
undertaken.
IL didn't look Ike H. One would never
have imagined the gaunt old creature,
fumbling over his broken rope harness at
the side of his ramshackle vehicle, the
possessor of more worldly wealth than
the prosperous appearing man driving by
at ease with his handsome family. One
likeness. however, in common they had
Both wore the army blue.
They're both good haters." went on
the speaker Them two men come TO
this country pretty soon after We did.
One OF EN- must be here nigh on 10 thirty
years, an they've never spoke a word to
each other in all that time. From the
came town back East. I've heerd. an
ht in the war together-same regiment
same comp'ny,"
Mr.. McClelland nodded. Il remember.
Thorns come several years after. An TO
think Of them two eatin' the same dinner,
an drivin' to the same funerals, walkin'
In the same Fourth OF July procession, or
like now in this here Memorial day pa
rade-even havin' the same politics. an
never as much as civil word between
'em. ! wonder what caused it,
"A woman. I've heerd said"
The towns film fast"
II was filing up fast. On every roa,
leading down into the peaceful valley
trickled people on foot, on horseback. in
buggies. and in wagons. There were burly
farmers, greeting neighbors. talking OF
crops and weather. There were women
with children in their tired arms and
elinging to their gowns. some alert, more
stolid, but almost all in their appearance
Of premature age and WEAKNESS. giving
evidence OF overwork and latent depres-
sion.
The Grand Army hall was only the up-
per floor Of an abandoned and diiapidated
building. used as furniture shop before
the town boom had burst. But the men
who came down the rickety steps scaling
the outer wall were the units who made
the magnet OF attraction. These men
formed In line on the broad strip Of the
street, intervening between their ocea-
sional quarters and the livery barn. Tba
stirring notes of the fife rang out. and
The beating of drum throbbed upon the
air
The blue-clad ranks formed. There was
the bent old body. the square, firm face
and the floating white hair of the father
Beside him tramped his son-spare. sin
ewy, upright, but perceptibly lame in one
leg-the leg which had been presented at
Shiloh with q much-prixed bullet. And
one was pounding, and one was blowing.
each with vigor and enthusiasm.
Up the main street they marched, per
haps two-score veterans In all. the colors
Of their country and their post ahead. zhe
music rising brsvely in their midst And.
side by side. As II CHANGED, in the parade
were the two men between whom for so
many years q bitter grudge had lain IN
baried-John Barristou and Edward
Thorn.
The summit Of the incline was reached.
and the wooden church which rose from a
Swesp Of rocky soil. Horses and buggies
wers hifched all aleng the rough fence.
The foreground was crowded with people
waiting TO see the veterans pass in. Then
tAsrs were prayers and hymns and ad-
dresses- The latter were delivered from
tskind tAe dividing rail- where pictures Of