The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-07-07
CHAPTER VII.-(Continued.)

tract for the Majors prOtection-and
renewable only by the Majors frlehd.
Further. q practical man at the pracu-
cal end of an industry is a sheer ne
cessity; and by contriving to nave
honest Caleb associated with himself
in the receivership. a fine color OF up
rightness was impaired TO the promot-
er's far-reaching plan of aSgrandlze-
ment.
So, later. when the reorganization
was effected; when the troublesome
dividend-h hungry stockholders OF the
original company were eliminated oy
due process of law, Caleb's name ap-
peared on the Farley slate with the IT,
tie of general manager of the new COM
pany-for the same good and sufficient
reasons.
1t was during the fervid six months
OF Chiawassee Coal and Iron develop
ment that Thomas jefferson had
passed from the old life TO the new
from childhood to boyhood.
simultaneously there were the coal
mines opening under the cliffs oil
Mount Lebanon, the long, double row
OF coking-o ovens building on the nat
below the furnace, and the furnace II
self taking on undreamed-o of magni-
tudes under the hands of the army OF
workmen. Thomas Jefferson did HIS
best to keep the pace. being driven 10y
4 new and eager thirst for knowledge
mechanical, and of a gripping desire TO
be present at all the assembling or all
the complicated parts OF the three1oiu
machine. And when he found 1t i'm
possible to be in three places at one
and the same moment, it distressed
him TO tears.
Of the home life during that strenu-
Gus interval there was little more than
the eating and sleeping for one whose
time for the absorbent process was all
too limited Also, the perplexinS ques-
tons reaching down into the under
soul Of things were silent. Also. again
mark of a change so radical tina
none but Thomas Jefferson may read
and understand-an awe-inspiring Ma
jor Dabney had ceased to be the first
citizen of the world, that pinnacle be-
Ing now occupied by a tail. sallow.
sTnooth-faced gentleman, persuasive OF
speech and superhuman in accomplish
ment. who was the life and soul Of the
activities and whom his father and
mother always addressed respectfully
as Colonel Farley.
One day, in the very heat OF the
battle, this commanding parsonage, at
whose word the entire world of Para
disc was in travail, had deigned to
speak directly to him-Thomas Jeffer
son. 1t was at the mine on the noun
tain. The workmen were boiling into
place the final trestle of the inclined
railway which was to convey the coal
in descending carloads to the bins az
the coke-ovens. and Thomas Jefferson
was absorbing the details as { dry
sponge soakS water.
Making sure that they do 1t just
right, are you. my boy?" said the great
shoulder. That's good / like to see
a boy anxious to get to the bottom Of
things Going to be an iron master,
like your father. are you?"
"N-no," stammered the boy. Il wisht
was."
We'll, what's to prevent? We are
going to have the completest plant in
the country right here. and it will be a
fine chance for your fathers son: the
finest in the world"
"'Tain't goin' to do me any good.
said Thomas Jefferson, dejectedly. Il
got TO be a preacher"
Mr. Duxbury Farley looked down al
MIN curiously. He was religious per-
son himself, coming to be known as a
pillar in St. Michaers Church at South
Tredegar, a liberal contributor, and a
prime mover in plan to tear down the
old building and to erect a new one
more in keeping with the times and
South Tredegar's' prosperity. Yet he
was careful to draw the line between
religion as a means OF grace and bust
ness as means of making money.
THAT is your mothers wish. / sup
pose; and it's worthy one; very wor-
thy. Yet. unless you have a special
vocation-but there; your mother
doubtless knows best / am only anx-
lous to see your fathers son succeed
in whatever be undertakes"
After that. Thomas Jefferson secret
ly made Success his god. and was
alertly ready to fetch and carry fol
the high priest in its temple. only the
opportunities were infrequent
For, wide as the Paradise field seem
ed to be growing from Thomas Jefrer-
sons point of view. ii was altogether
too narrow for Duxbury Farley. rhe
principal offices of Chiawassee Goa
and Iron were ir South Tredegar and
there the first vice president was
building a heNn-stOne mansion, and
had become a charter member of the
city's first club; was domiciled I'm due
form, and was already beginning tC
soften his final RS" and to speak OF
himself as Simultaneously adoption
So sped the winter and the spring
succeeding Thomas Jefferson's 13tf
birthday, and for the first time in his
life he saw the opening buds of III,
ironwood and the tender fresh greens
OF the herald poplars, and smelled the
sweet, keen fragrance of awakening
nature, without being moved thereby
Ardea he saw only now and then, as
old Scipio drove her back and forth
between the manor house and the rail-
way station. morning and evening. liz
had heard that she was going to schoo
in the city, and as yet there were nc
STRINGS OF adolescence in him to make
him wish to know more.
AS for Nan Bryerson, he saw her moi
at all. For one thing. he climbed no
more to the spring sheltering altar
rock among the cedars; and for anoth-
er, among all the wild creatures of the
mountain. your moonshiner is the shy
est, being an anachrOnism in a worlo
OF progress. One bit of news, however
fioated in on the gossip at Little Zoar
1t related that Mans mother was dead
and that the body had lain two DAYS
unburied while like was drowning his
sorrow in a sea of his own pine top
Vaguely it had been understood in
the Gordon household that Mr.. Dux
bury Farley was a widower with tive
children: a boy, some years older than
Thomas Jefferson. at school in New
England. and a girl younger, name and
place of sojourn unknown The hos
was coming South for the long vacd
ton, and the affairs of the Chiawassce
Coal and Iron-already reaching out
subterraneously toward the future re-
ceivership-would call the first vice
president North for the better portion
Of July. Would Mrs. Martha take pity
on a motherless lad. whose health was
none Of the best, and open her home to