The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1906-11-11

DOM Long after they were
gone he recalled the sadness and worry
of those days with satisfaction, for
thereafter the shock of trouble was
never able to surprise and overthrow
him
After due examination he had been
kept in bail to await the action of the
grand jury. soon to meet. Now. there
We're none thought him guilty save one
or two afflicted with the evil tongue.
1t seemed to him a dead issue and
gave him no worry. One thing, how
ever, preyed upon his peace-the knowl-
edge that his father was a thief A
conviction was ever boring in upon him
that he had no right to love Polly. A
base injustice it would be, he thought,
to marry her without telling what he
had no right to tell. But he was ever
hoping for some word of his father
news that might set him free. He had
planned to visit Polly, and on GER
tain day Darrell was to meet him at
Robins Inn. The young man waited
in some doubt of his duty, and that
day came, one of the late summer,
when he and Darrell went afoot to the
Inn, crossing hill and valley as the
crow flies, stopping here and there at
isles of shadow in Il hot amber sea Of
light. They sat long to hear the dron-
ing in the stubble and let their thought
drift slowly as the ship becalmed.
"Some days." said Darrell, the soul
in me is like toy sl1iff, tossing in the
ripples of a duck pond an mayhap
stranding on a reed or lily. An them
he added, with kindling eye and voice
she is a great ship, her sails league
long an high. her masthead raking the
stars. her hull in the infinite sea"
We'll" said Trove. signing. I'm
still in the ripples of the duck pond
An see they DO not swamp thee,
said Darrell. with Il smile that seemed
to say, Poor weakling, your trouble
is only as the ripples of tiny pool"
They went on slowly, over green pas
lures, hating at a brook III the woods.
There again they rested IN a cool
shade of pines. Darrell lighting his pipe
Il envy thee boy" said the tinker.
entering on thy life work in this great
land-a country blest o God. To thee
all high things are possible Where
was born. let poor lad have great
hope in him, an all-aye, all-even
those he loved, rose up to cry him
down. Here in this land all cheer an
bid him. godspeed. An here is to be the
great theater o the worlds action
Many of high hope in the broad earth
shall come. an here they shall do their
work. An its spirit shall spread like
the rising waters. aye, it shall flood the
world. boy, it shall food the world"
Trove made no reply. but he thought I
much and deeply of what the tinker
said. They lay back awhile on the
needle carpet. thinking. They could {
hear the murmur Of the brook and a
drumming on a dead tree.
..Me head is busy as yon woodpeck- +
er's," Darrell went on. It's the soul /
fire in this great, free garden O. Cod +
its America. Have We felt it, boyf"
Yes; il Is IN your eyes and on your
tongue" said Trove
.Ah, boy, it's only Gods oxygen
Think o the poor fools whitening on
cracker barrels in Hillsborough an
away the lag end o. their
lewdness.' 1 have no patience with
the like o them. I'd rather be
butchers clerk an carry with me the
redolenee o ham"
In Hillsborough, where all spoke of
him as an odd man of great learning.
there We're none, saving Trove and two
Dr. three other, that knew the tinker
well. for he took no part in the roaring
gossip Of shop and store.
Hath II ever occurred 10 thee" said
Darrell as they walked along. that 4
TOOL is blind 10 his folly. wise man TO
lis Visdom:a
When they were through the edge Of
he wilderness and came out on Cedar
I'LL and saw below them the great