Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1910-09-23
P III.-(Continued.)

father talked with a man who wanted
IN 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-boys. the tesselated floors, fres-
coed ceiling and p~lush-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? It 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
or was closeted with some one in the
managers Office.
An express train, with Kissing air
brakes. Solomon gnifcent sleeping
cars and q locomotive large enough to
swallow whole the small affair that
used to bring the once-a-day train
from Atlanta, had just backed in, and
the boy took its royal measure with
eager and curious eyes, walking slowly
I'D one side of 1t n down the other.
At the rear of the string OF Pull
mans was a private car, with a deep
observation platform, much polished
brass railing, and sundry other luxur
GUS appointments, apparent even to the
eye OF unsophistication. Thomas JET
ferson spelled the name In the medal
lion, "Psyche"-spelled 1t without try
ing to it-and then turned
his attention to the people who were
descending the rubber-carpeted steps
and grouping themselves under the d.
rection of a tall man who reminded
Thomas Jefferson of his Uncle Silas
with an indescribabls something left
out Of his face.
l was about to say, General, this
station building is one of the relics.
You mustn't judge South Tredegar-
our new South Tredegar-by this. Eli?
Il 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 the
Marlboro"
One Of the younger women smiled.
How enthusiastic you are. MI. a
ley. l thought we had outgrown oil
that-ye m~oderns."
But my dear Miss Elleroy, II you
could know what we have to be enthu-
siastic about down here! Why, thess
mountains we've been passing through
for the last six hours are simply sc
many vast treasure-houses; o at the
top, iron at the bottom. and enough O.
both to keep the worlds industries go
ing for ages! There's millions II
them!"
Thomas Jefferson overheard withou
understanding, but his eyes served {
better purpose. Away back in the lint
of the Scottish Gordons there mus
AVE been an ancestor with the SEER
gift of insight, and some drop or tw'
Of his blood had come down to thii
sober-faced country boy searching tn
faces of the excursionists for his GU
of fellowship or antipathy.
Fol the sweet-voiced young woman
called Miss Elleroy there was love a
first sight. For a severe, besklike'
Mrs Vanadam there was awe. For tn
portly General with muttop-c hop wills
kers, overlooking eyes and the air }
a dictator, there was ave., also, no
unmingled with envy. For. the Ia
man in the frock-coat, whose face re
minded him of his Uncle Silas, ther
had been shrinking a~ntagonism at tn
first g~lance-which keen first impres
sion was presently dulled and all blu
effaced by the enthusiasm, the suav
tongue, and the benignant manner
Which proves that insight, like the fir
Of a recording camera, should hav
the dark shutter snapped on 1t II tn
picture Is to be preserved.
Thomas Jefferson made way whe
the party, marshaled by the enthusi
asst, prepared for its descent on tn
Marlboro. Afterward, the royaltie
having departed and a good-nature
porter giving him leave, he was at lib
erty t~o0examine the wheeled palace =
near-hand, and even to climb into tn
Vestibule for a peep inside.
Herewith, castles in the air bega
to rear themselves, tower on wal
Here was the very sk~y-reaching sum
NIT of all things desirable; to hav
ones own brass bound hotel q
wheels; to come and go at will;
give curt orders to a respectful an
uniformed porter, as the awe-inspirin
gentleman with the mutton chop whis
kers had done.
At the highest point on the huncf
ed shoulder of the mountain Thoms
Jefferson twisted himself in the buge
seat for a final backward look into 4
valley of new marvels. The SUNNI
day was grazing to It's twilight, and
light haze was stealing out OF Il
wooded ravines and across the rive
From the tall chimneys of a rollins
mill a dense column of smoke was al
cending, and at the psychological mi
ment the Stag flare from an lron-fu
mace changed the overhanging clot
Into a fiery aegis.
Having no symbolism save that
Holy Writ, Thomas Jefferson's mir
seized instantly on the figure, buildiI
far betrsr than It knew. II was . NJ