The Crittenden record. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1904-1907, 1905-07-28

IWuluI lhe uhlS tlat were SWeetenel
&snfV with the sugar making. When
the sun was lifting his course IN the
clearing sky and March had got the
temper Of the lamb and the frozen
pulses Of the forest had begun 10 stir.
the great kettle was mounted IN the
yard and all gave hand 10 the wash.
ing Of spouts and buckets. Then came
tipping time, In which helped carry
the buckets and tasted the sweet flow
that followed The augcr's wound. The
woods were merry with our shouts. and
shortly one could hear the heartbeat OF
the maple. In the sounding bucket Il
was the reveille Of spring Towering
trees shook down the gathered storms
" snow and felt for the sunlight The
arch and shanty were repaired. the
reat iron kettle was secured and lifted
It's place. and then came the boiling
II was a great. an inestlmablc prlyl.
lege 10 SIT on the robes Of faded fur In
the shanty and hear the fire roaring IN.
der the Kettle and smell the sweet o,lor
OF the boiling sap Uncle Eb minded
the shanty and the FIRE. aud the woods
rang with bis merry songs When
think of thH' phase N the sucarlng I
am face 10 ace with one n the great
est pcrils - my lie Ny foster father
had consented 10 lei me spend night
with tncl RI In the shanty. ami was
10 sleep on ihc robes. where he would
be beside me when he was not tending
the fire II hal BEEN mild bright dav.
AMI David came up with our supper M
sur 20. lie sat talking with Uncle FL
Tor IN hour or 50. and the woods wer,
darslIng when he went away.
Wien be- started on the dark trail
that lci 10 the clearing | wondered n,
his courage % was M black beyond tho
freight While We sat alone Mead
Tor "a story, but the Thoughts " Uncle
III had gone % roast early To- n sort q,
gloomy meditation.
BE still. my boy" said No. an go =
slccn. amt a.goln' Z tell no yarns an
gu 50 gu stirred ~. We % Z siecp
Come morn.n' Wen gu down 4 m.
brook an go II We can't End a mink
or icw n Tie traps"
! remember hearing n great r-argllps
OF iWigs In the dark wopd before
slept As lifted my head Uncle In
whispered "Hark" and We both he
wncd \ bent and aged figure came
stalking into the hrclight Ills long
white hair mingled with III, h,ari and
covered his cnat collar bchlnd
Don't 10 srulrt," said Uncle IN
"raln't no bear It's nu,hln' bu, a
poet"
knew him for q man who wandered
much and had n rhyme Tor every one
kindly man, Nth reputation for
la1lucss md without any home
"hllln'. rhr' said the poet
"B'illn'," nld Uncle III
Tn 6llin' over n the next bush.
said the poet. sitting down
"liuw's everything ln Ilnrlrylucy'
Uncle III inpuird
Then the newcomer answered.
We'll nsichlor dear b. iirsis,ms
w live ty faith tut ~ I'D 1gr rr
~ what vgd W. iD BE- BE- SAINT fsf
pfaYrFr
p ~ aat rails a ,s.re b., ps.sss-.
an hair
'urus bow jon run rIs f1.try 4"
aid Jurle N The only iL.ns ~,
.oi agiu you is tlcm ub.sbvr, .H' ,r..,
lair Talu't Christian"
Talut what's ol tic head br,
what's In u thcts tbr .mp,r,r,
thing said the port Did / ever ,.ll
y what ] wrote about the brlsy"
Don Know = - ever did" said a.,
Gle 10, stirring his ap
The loyll lltc Il mchl,c" said NJ,
taking dirty nlr-r N paper out a, Ma.
pocket and holding Il u the light
The porn Interested me. young az I
was not less than the strange rlsurc az
The old po", whn lived unknown IN IN.
hackwools and WIN died. I darr say
WIN many a finer sung In hls heart
! remember how he s,o.i In the Ar.
HEit and chantci tho wuris In a sins.
sonE tone. Tie gave us that rude copv
Of the poem, and here Is
THE RontSs WEDDING
iouhs foeln reihfvss' hs.i a beautiful
nest an h. asta to Biz t,,. -. -