The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-26
THE GENTLEMAN
FROM INDIANA
BY BOOTH HARRINGTON
Copyrighted by Mcclure, Phillips & Co.
BY BOOTH HARRINGTON.
Copyrighted by Mcclure, Phillips & Co.

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stains its blossom with yellow, so that
when it falls it pays tribute to the
ground which has nourished it.
From the plain they passed again
into thick wood, where rudy ar
rows of the sun glinted among the
| boughs; and here and there, one saw a
courtly maple or royal oak wearing a
gala mantle of crimson and pale
| brown, gallants of the forest preparing
! early for the October masquerade,
when they should hold wanton carni-
| val, before they stripped them of their
/ flnery for pious gray.
And when the coughing engine drew
! them to the borders of this wood they
| rolled out into another rich plain Of
! green and rust-colored corn; and far
! to the south John HAIRLESS marked
| a winding procession of sycamores,
| which. he knew. followed the course
! of a slender stream; and the waters
| of the stream flowed by a bank where
wild thyme might have grown, and
| where, beyond an orchard and a rose
I garden, a rustic bench was placed in
| the shade of the trees; and the name
| of the stream was Hibbard's creek.
| Here the land lay fiatter than else
| where; the sky came closer with a
| gentier benediction; the breeze blew
| in laden with keener spices; there was
/ the flavor of apples and the smell of
/ the walnut and a hint of coming frost;
the unreasonable earth lay more pa
| tiently to await the husbandman: and
| the whole world seemed to extend flat
in line with the eye-for this was Car
! low county.
All at once the anger ran out of
John Harkless; he was a hard man
| for anger to tarry with. And in place
of 1t a strong sense of homecoming
began to take possession of him He
was going home. Back to Plattville,
where l belong" he said; and he said
IT again without bitterness, for it was
the truth. Every man cometh to his
own place in the end"
Yes, as one leaves a gay acQuaint-
ance of the play house lobby for some
hard-handed, tried old friend, so he
would wave the outer world God-speed
and come back to the old ways of
Carlow. What though the years were
dusty he had his friends and his mem
cries and lis old black brier pipe He
had girls picture that he should
carry in his heart till his last day; and
If his life was sadder, it was infinitely
richer for it. His winter flreside
should be not so lonely for her sake
and losing her, he lost not everything,
for he had the rare blessing of having
to be healed of such a hurt? Far
better to have had it than to trot a
SNUG pace unscathed
He had been a dullard: he had lain
PROSTATE inNthe Indebtedness of mis-
loss. "A girl you could put in your
hat-and there you have a strong man
prone" He had been d sluggard,
weary of himself, unfit to fight. fail
ure in life and failure in love. That
was ended; he was tired of failing.
and 1t was time to succeed for a while
To accept the worst that Fate cab
deal, and to wiring courage from it in
stead of despair, that is success: and
IT was the success that he would have.
He would take Fate by the neck. But
mad 1t done him unkindness? He look
ed out over the beautiful "monoto-
nous" landscape, and he answered
heartily, mol" There was ignorance
in man. but no unkindness; were man
utterly wise he were utterly kind The
Cross-ROaders had not known better:
that was ALL
The unfolding aisles of corn swan
pleasantly before Johns eyes. The
earth hearkened to mans wants and
answered; the element sun and sum-
mer rains FASTENED the fruition. Yon-
der stood the brown haystack, gar
nered to feed the industrius horse who
had earned his need there was the
straw-thached shelter for. the cattle.
How the orchard boughs bent with
their burdens! The big red barns stood
stored with the harvested wheat; and.
beyond the pasture lands, tall trees
rose against the benign sky to feed the
glance OF a dreamer; the fertile soil
lay lavender and glossy in the furrow.
The farm houses were warmly built
and hale and strong: no winter blast
should rage so bitterly as to shake
them, or scatter the hospitable embers
on the hearth. For this was Carlow
county, and he was coming home.
They crossed a by-road. An old man
with streaky chin-beard was sitting
on sack of oats in a seatless wagon.
waiting for the train to pass. Hark-
less seized his companion excitedly by
the elbow.
Tommy" he" cried. TITS Kim Fen
triss-look! Did you see that old fell
low?'
Il saw particularly uninterested
and uninteresting gentleman sitting on
bag" replied his friend.
Why, that's old Kimball Fentriss
He's going to town; he lives on the
edge of the county,"
Can this be true?" said Meredith
gravely.a
IT wonder" said HAIRLESS. thought
fully, few moments later at wonder
why he had them changed around"
The team. He always used to drive
the bay on the near side, and the sor-
rel on the off,
And at present." rejoined Meredith
Il am to understand that he is driv-
ing the sorrel on the near side. and
bay on the Off"
That's it," returned the other. "He
must have worked them like that for
some time, because they didn't look un-
easy. They're all right about the train.
those two. I've seen them stand with
their heads almost against a fast
freight. See therel" He pointed to a
white frame farm house with green
blinds. That's Win Hibbard's. We're
just outside of Beaver"
Beaver? Elucidate Beaver, bovl'
Beaver? Meredith, your informa
ton ends at home. What do you know
of your own state if you are ignorant
of Beaver. Beaver is that city of Car
low county next in importance and
population to Plattville."
Tom put his head out of the window.