Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1910-12-24
CHAPTER III.-(Continued.)


TO bargain for the entire output of the
Paradise furnace by the year. The com
mercial transaction touched him light
ly; but the moving groups, the import
ed bell-b boys, the tesselated floors, fres-
coed ceiling and plush covered furni-
ture-these bit deeply. Could this be
South Tredegar. the place that had
hitherto figured chiefly to him as
court day" town and the residence Of
his preacher uncle? 1t seemed hugely
incredible.
After the conference with the Iron
buyer they crossed the street to the
railway station; and again Thomas
Jefferson was footloose while his faith
err was closeted with some one in the
managers Office.
An express train, with kissing air
brakes. Solomon ma gnifcent sleeping
cars, and locomotive large enough to
swallow whole the small affair that
used to bring the once-aday train
from Atlanta, had just backed in, and
the boy took it's royal measure with
eager and curious eyes, walking slowly
up one side of it and down the other.
At the rear Of the string of Pull
mans was a private car, with deep
observation platform, much polished
brass railing, and sundry other luxuri-
Gus appointments apparent even to the
eye of unsophistication. Thomas JEFF
ferson spelled the name In the medal
lion, Psyche PEELED IL without try
ing to pronounce it-and then turned
his attention to the people who were
descending the rubber carpeted steps
and grouping themselves under the di-
rection OF a tall man who reminded
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with an indescribable something left
out of his face.
"As l was about to say, General. thls
station building Is one of the relics.
You mustn't Judge South Tredegar-
our new South Tredegar-by this. Eth?
II beg your pardon, Mrs. Vanadam?
oh, the hotel? 1t is just across the
street. and a very good house; remark
ably good. indeed all things consider
ed. In fast we're quite proud Of ths
Marlboro"
One of the younger women smiled.
"How enthusiastic you are. Mr.. Far
ley. l thought we had outgrown all
that-we moderns"
But, my dear Miss Elleroy. II you
could know what we have to be enthu-
siastio about down herel Why, these
hlOuuldllS We We DtcH paSSlIk through
for the last six hours are simply so
many vast treasure houses; coal at the
top. iron al the bottom, and enough OF
both to keep the worlds industries go
ing for agesl There's millions in
them!"
Thomas Jefferson overheard without
understanding, but his eyes served a
better purpose. Away back in the line
-. -
have been an ancestor with the seer's
gift of insight. and some drop or two
of his blood had come down to this
sober-faced country boy searching the
faces OF the excursionists for his cue
of fellowship or antipathy.
For the sweet-voiced young woman
called Miss Elleroy there was love at
first sight. For a severe, besklISed
Mrs Vanadam there was awe. For the
portly General with mutton chop whis-
kers overlooking eyes and the air Of
dictator, there was awe, also, not
unmingled with envy. For the tall
man I'm the frock- coat whose face re-
minded him of his Uncle Silas, there
had been shrinking antagonism at the
first glance-which keen first impress
sion was presently dulled and all but
effaced by the enthusiasm, the suave
tongue, and the benignant manner.
Which proves that insight. like the film
OF recording camera, should have
the dark shutter snapped on It II the
picture is TO be preserved.
Thomas Jefferson made way when
the party marshaled by the enthusi-
asst, prepared for its descent on the
Marlboro. Afterward. the royalties
having departed and a good natured
porter giving him leave. he was at lib
erty TO examine the wheeled palace al
near-hand, and even to climb into the
vestibule for a peep inside.
Herewith, castles in tho air began
TO rear themselves. tower on wall
Here was the very sky reaching sum.
NIT OF all things desirable; to have
ones own brass-bound hotel or
wheels; to come and go at will: Il
give curt orders to a respectful and
uniformed porter. as the awe-inspirIns
gentleman with the mutton chop whis.
kers had done.
At the highest point on the bunch.
ed shoulder OF the mountain Thoma.
Jefferson twisted himself in the bugg,
seat for a final backward look into tn,
valley of new marvels. The summer
day was grazing to its twilight, and /
light haze was stealing out OF tn,
wooded ravines and across the river
From the tall chimneys of a rolling
mill a dense column OF smoke was as
cending, and at the psychological mo
snent the Stag flare from an iron fur
mace changed the overhanging clou,
into fiery aegis.
Having no symbolism save that o
Holy Writ. Thomas Jefferson's min,
seized instantly on the figure. building
far better than II knew. II was a new
Exodus. with its pillar OF cloud by da,
and its pillar OF fire by night An,
its Moses-though this. we may sup
pose. was beyond a boys imagining
was the frenzied, ruthless spirit OF com
mercialism, named otherwise. by tn
multitude. Modern Progress
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