The Bellefontaine Republican. [volume] (Bellefontaine, Logan County, Ohio) 1855-1905, 1903-02-03
.Cartwrights S
Trustee
By EVERETT HOLBROOK
Y YHEN Cameron tilted back
"" his chair against the rough
and rugged wall of the log
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II SdutTOu Ddtk
w." his chair against the rough
and rugged wall of the log
house, the light of the fire
shone upon his abundant gray hair and
ruddy face. but he had drawn out of
the heat The collar of his flannel shirt
fiared away upon each side, and / saw
his rounded and strong throat, with a
| triangular bit of his bare chest below.
| Now for the interview" he said.
pausing between the words to draw
| upon his newly lighted pipe with keen
enjoyment. why am / here? That's
the matter of interest, is 1t? Why do
live In this Adirondack wilderness aft
/ er those tools over there" and he
| waved his hand toward a deal table
Uttered with pens and paper, "have
brought me that which you are pleased
| to call successw
Upon this he told me the following
story:
I visited this region the first time
with a hunting party about ten years
| ago. The others were men whom had
come to know in one way or another,
men of means, all of them, while
could hardly raise the amount of my
fare.
In some way which is not important
to this narrative / became separated
from my friends one day when we
were roaming the primeval forest to-
gether. 1t was a startling experience,
for the chances were excellent that
might wander all night in the cold, and
at that time was not robust. Howev-
| er, just as II was growing dark l fell
in with a man upon whose neck could
have wept for joy. though I had not
the pleasure Of previous acquaintance
with him.
He may have been forty years old.
brown as an Indian, slender, tall and
1.-THE. His voice had a CHEEKY ring. his
eyes were bright. his language had the
way OF the woods. but when we passed
beyond the first quick questions and
ANSWERS l perceived that he did not
lack cultivation. His name was Rob-
ert Cartwright.
He led me to this house, and. though
he tried to moderate his pace to mine,
had hard work to follow him.
When Cartwright set foot upon the
slab of rock that makes the step out.
side there, the door was suddenly flung
Iopen. and a pleasant voice cried. why,
Bobby, how late you are,'
The next moment Bobby" was being
kissed in very simple. unaffected and
laltogether enviable fashion. and he was
contributing literally to the demonstra.
ton when he happened to remember
me. which is more than had a right to
expect under the circumstances. Mrs
Cartwright had not yet become aware
that her husband was not alone, for
she had come out of the brightness into
the dusk.
There is some one with me-" heard
Cartwright whisper. And then he pre-
sented me most agreeably.
Yet there was a touch Of Journalism
In his words and manner. They sa
vored OF the city. And when Mrs. Cart
wright greeted me she was not quit,
SO fine woman as she had been q
minute before, with her arms arount
her husbands neck. I had Introduce,
an element of artificiality. l had car
ried them back.
Il wish our boy were here" sait
Cartwright presently. You'd then se'
our little home just right. But he'
gone to a boarding school"
1--WE are sorry that we sent him,
said Mrs. Cartwright. And then sh,
showed me a photograph Of a boy o
ten years.
l was able to say without prevarica
tion that Bobby Junior was the imag
of his sire.
Well. we had great supper. TO
which I had the better appetite be