The Crittenden record. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1904-1907, 1905-06-23

suppose that Is what walked me. Tea
was sleeping In the little pot that hung
over the fire, and our breakfast Of boil
ed eggs and bread and butter lay on II
paper beside II. | remember well the
scene Of our little camp that morning.
We had come 10 strange country, and
there was no road IN sight 4 wooded
hill lay back Of us, and just before ran
noisy little brook, winding between
smooth banks, through long pasture
into a dense wood. Behind wall on
the opposite shore great field Of rus.
Ting corn filled broad valley and
stood higher than mans head.
While went to wash my face In the
clear water Uncle Eb was husking
some ears OF corn that he took out OF
his pocket and had them roasting over
the fire in a moment. We ate heartily.
giving Fred two big slices Of bread and
butter, packing up with enough remain.
ing for another day. Breakfast over,
we doused the fire, and Uncle Ed put
on his basket He made after a SPUR
rel presently with old Fred and brought
him down ont Of a tree by hurting
stones at him. and then the faithful fol-
lower OF our camp got a bit OF meat for
his breakfast. We climbed the wall rs
he ate and buried ourselves In the deep
corn. The fragrant, silky tassels brush
ed my face and the corn Kissed at our
Intrusion, crossing its green sabers IN
our path. Far in the field my compan-
ion heaped q little Of the soft earth for
pillow. spread the oilcloth between
rows and. as we lay down, drew the
big shawl over US.
Uncle Eb was tired after the toll OF
that night and went asleep almost a.
soon as he was down. Before I drop.
ped OF Fred came and licked my face
and stepped over me. his tail waggirg
for leave. aud curicd upon the shawl
at my feet. could sec no sky In that
gloomy green aisle OF corn This going
20 bed In the morning seemed a foolish
business TO me that day. and lay a
long time looking Up ut the rustling
canopy overhead. remember listen
Ing TO the waves that came whispt
Ing out " the further held nearer ami
nearer until they swept over US with
roaring swash Of leaves like that Of
water flooding among rocks. as have
heard II often. A twinge OF homeslcl..
Dess came 10 the. and the snoring OF
Uncle Eb gave mn no comfort. In
member covering my head aud crying
softly as | thought Of those who had
gone away and whom was 10 meet In
a far country called heaven. whittier
We were going. forgot my sorrow
finally In sleep. When awoke II had
grown dusk under the corn. felt for
Uncle Eb and be- was gone. Then
called 10 him.
Hush, boy! Lie low" be whispered.
bending over me. a sharp look In his
eye "'Frald they're after Us"
He Sat kneellng beside me. holding
Frcd by the collar and listening.
could hear voices the rustic % the corn
and the tramp Of feet near by. II wus
laundering In the distance that heavy,
shaking thunder that seems TO take
hold % the earth and there =ere
sounds In the corn like the dra wing Of
sabers and the rush % many feet, The
noisy thunderclouds came nearer and
the voices that had made " tremble
were no longer heard.
Uncle Eb began 10 fasten the oll
blanket 70 the stalks ~ corn for q shel
ter The rain came roaring over us.
The sound % II was like that Of a hoe,
OF cavalry coming AZ a gallop. We lay
bracing the stalks. the blanket ti.,i
above Us. and were quite dry for a
time The rain rattlei In the sounding
shcaves and then came flooding dbwn
the steep cutters. Above rs team aud
raftcr crraked. sWaylng aud showing
glimpss- u the dark sky. The rain
passei-we could hear the last bat
talon leaving the neld-and then the
tumult ended rs suddenly a. u began
The corn tremblci n few moments and
hushci 10 a faint whisper Then We
could hear only the drip " raindrups
leaking through the grccn roof. IL was
q - a a.