Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1906-04-09

demons with which II reckoned' ,
today has many Of them concen q
trated in a single aspect-the de-
Of unrest. 1t possessed Charlie ,
ding In his shop in the village, the
5, the depot. the meeting house, be
hard by, and all the gossip of the
about his counter. And the world
|ide grew tempting.
1T it was thought that a rich find OF
er had been made in the neighbor-
], and at once the price of every
pasture that even the sheep them
IS would have disdained TO crop
gone soaring out of sight. and the
old parish that had followed the
of it's forbearsa for 200 years and
had gone wild over its potentially
iches.
course Captain Harding-a train
ID captain of militia was he-had
been In the center of all the talk
Ehout finding opportunity for bond
and buying and selling land, and
had, as he phrased it, melted down
gOoi pocket piece through the vari-
transactionss In. the swinging or
Mes pendulum, however, it was pres
~ found that the silver was not of
aging sort, and the boom in and ex-
bded liked bubble. But it left Char
Harding full Of eagerness and the
ID spirit OF adventure in money max
|NItx ain't;you contented where you
- asked his wife's grandfather.
rheretss alters ben silver here sence
ore Tbu was born. Why should it
AXE sech a difference to We all on a
hidden nowF Trouble is We have to
bit it in to get it out. Costs more'n
comes to. There's folks l know has
lver spoons made of it more'n 200
EARS z But. bless We, them spoons
st moren gold. There's gold too.
idn't We know it? That Californy
bner PANIED some gravel out, heerd
Y an got what he called a color.
ut longs spring pans out in the grass
n YARDS ] do knows l keer for the
Their color. As long as the bloodroot
omes. an the marshmaller, an inc
bng leaf of the dock that makes a
most healin' salve, an burdocks for
b~listers. an crambries to draw out
tancers, other folks may have their
lilyer. Eff YOU an Grace wants sill
or. lest keep TO work. An h sooner
he git this silver maggot outn yer
rain the better it'll be for you. You
rot n CROWN business, you're pop lar,
n II amt more'n a miles walk morn
MS over to your store when you can |
Use yer wheel, My king! Here's sprlng
For sure, Here's a mournin' BRIDE!
And. all excitement, the old naturailsl
forgot his stick, hurrying ana haltlns
land Slipping and stumbling, u mar
inc s,1re of the beautiful butterfly
Captain Harding looked after MN ant
wondered how n Reasonable being coul'
lbe contented with such a life-no pe'
ter. he thought, than a mole's.
Grace Harding, through some i'll
known freak of descent, had develope
oreat deal more worldly amDltlo
than any others of her family. she Ia
insisted on going to school when 1T
sister Louisa preferred staying at non
and drudging with her mother, ana 81
had read novels and taken a lasnl'
naner. and on her marriage she Id
gone TO housekeeping in an old weat
beaten farmhouse only as q prellnln
rv IN something altogether liner
was a pretty place, under a green d
with great sycamores and a oro
hos banks were lined with blue Il
retmeuots. They had built a lit
niazza where they could sit at mig
looking down over the marshes, mys
rious In shadow, ~enchansang IN g
LIGHT and on some days he rode oN
tn the store on his big wheel, on Wnl
10 doomed a giant figure against
akv-it was before the days of the sa
tv-and on some days he walked 8
the store thrived gently, and Grace |
her flower beds and her row OF sw
naas and went TO meeting in her my
green silk gown. with pink roses III
bonnet-looked upon by Louisa In
brown delaine as very much the
lady.
Life then was flowing on seren'
with now and then a tea party at
village and every day a visit with
mother and with Louisa, who was
married herself and living at the
of the hill, when one night her
hand came home and threw down
hat in a temper. "Well, I'm sicf
tbisr, he cried. 1--WE ben dom s
little outside the store, you know.
now the boom's gone up, and the
nothin' more in land round here.
turned over quite a few proper
though. and made my penny e
time. But this is the end OF II. Ht
YOU like to go to ColoradoF
colorado"
ayes. I'm like the wild beast Il
tasted blood. Say, | could just shu
store as il stands|I took praps
n dollar today-turn the key an p
in my pocket an git out there il
thick of things, an If | didn't S
out claims an strike pay dirt I'd
out what was worth ioatin'. An
an idee l could make my inning
learned a lot FUN them fellers that