Arizona republican., 1910-06-03

! stepping to the station platforms in a mean
 Choy, casual manner which IS characteristic O the inhabitants of Cape Cod The entirely empty and in the forward car were an elderly woman surrounded by brown-paper parcels, and brakeman eating apple in business-ke way, only.th two with the important exception Ot Reuben Reed He sal the middle Of the car looking fxedy the land scape t laziy crept into view; he had turned over the seat in front of him. and his feet rested on it, while hlS spread over the back of his seat
 As the train crossed bridge a small river, Reu ben up straghter There the pine grove where they used to have the Sunday-schoo picnics; there the field where the huckeherrleS grew the thckeSt there was old man Carver'S barn looming high on sopng hillside. Ruben remembered well how he had helped build that oarn earning hls rst ten dollars by ;he job.
 Just opposite the station was the tavern: Reuben thought had shrunk since he last it, and felt luctant to trust himself to its hospitality; but needs must m certain combinations Tn lite, he walked up its forbdding door, found the landady, and, hay ing made arrangements for the night, out foot along the sandy road that beside the track It was cary~ in May, and the air biting sunset drew The applsrees Tn the scanty orchards yet in bloom but there pink glow through the branches telling of the sap that already sweed each bud. he steady Cape wnd blew Tn hlS face. bending easily the long, thin grasses that pushed through the sand on the sides of the road.
 Reuben walked with a swing that soon took him out of the village. and n five minutes he had gained the sChoOlhOuse, where stood far possible from the center of civilization 10 be within easier reach of the outlying farms. II dismal square wooden building with two doors. one for the girls, the other for t.e boys. Rerben tried to open the right-hand door hit # was locked He down the steps and looked the small playground, bare and grim, trOdden hard lv many hobna;lcd boots Some child had dropped a
 little bunch Of assafras flowers the step. and he took lLem up holding them thoughtfully in his hand.
 Here he was on the threshold of a design planned by him twenty years before and, till within eighteen months the moving spring or his existence. He sat in tle very place where he lad to be revenged those who had wrOnged him. lad Of nineteen All his IoyhOod had been hard and unlovey, but had he known the pangs of injustice and disloyay till that last week at home.
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 he started off in the direction of the old home with swinging step. IL not long before he reached the boundary line of the north ot-the place where tleir farm began; and then feeling. ignored till then, eapt into consciousness-the love of land If Dave had children they would be the fifth generation of Reeds to live there It than hundred years since his great-grandfather had bought the place and put up
 little two-rooTned cabin he had prospered, and his son had built the large square where Reubens father cd been born, well as himself and Dave Every fibre o his heart responded to the eloquent sent forth by
 e trees along the stone walls by the grim rocks push
 g up their old heads through the short grass. and by te red brick chimneys of the house itself, which now came into sight.
 This was his as much as Dave's; he would turn out
 e others and here with Grace to make their
 er home where his ancestors had toied and struggled with the obstinate soil he would buy out Dave, after he had received back his fifty dollars with twenty years interest at five per cent.
 The brute was predominant in his face as he noisy pushed back the garden gate scowng to notice that 0 the hinges was broken. and crunched up the gravel path to the front door He pulled the glass behandle hiS hand. and he was forced to rap srnartly with his cane He heard person moving hastily within. but he did not face pressed against the window of the the right of the door, if some enc were trying who knocked imperatvey. In
 moment a bolt was drawn and thin, elderly woman, whose faded face was set Tn anxious nes stood before Reuben
 I've come to see MT. Reed. Mr. David Reed" said Reuben in his authoritative Most people sue cunbed this of his. and 1t was one of Grace'S charms that she only laughed when he dom iaeered But the woman before him more than q Ike those of kitten who seeks shelter beneath bed, and her voice quavered as she replied: Hes not m just now sir: but if you'd be good enough to watt She paused the upward infection of her voice turning fer tinid suggestion into question.
 Certainly I'll wait. I've not travelled from New York for nothing" Reuben returned grlmly.
 Would you mind sir, stepping into the sttng-room? The weathers still cold and there's no fire in the best parlor.'
 be had seated himself
 'I think hell be back in less than an hour now; my husbands hard these days, and he's always for getting home as soon's he can"
 Her husbandl Was this Lucy? Lucy whose fresh image he had carried with him all these years? He looked hard at her she took up her work, stocking she was mending and tried to find trace of who bad been living his mind Little by little he found memories of the young schoolmstress. but they were faded the sassafras flowers he had picked up on the schoohouse steps,
 There's gentleman come to see father Lucy" said 'er mother with mild reproof in her voice. glancing
  The girl started Oh seems real dark in here after coming in from the sunset, she said apologetcay; didn't you at first"
 Don't mention it. said Reuben looking keenly at this girl the child of Lucy and Dave She pretty with fragile prettines that holds world of pahos for those who read the meaning of the over brilliant eye. and the exquisite wild-rose pink the cheeks Reuben did not understand these signs he only that she was as lovely appe-bossom and had taking little manner
 Put up your work, mother" she went on: it's too Gark here for you to strain your eyes This IS the only time in the day when have the right rest for moment and l guess I'll make the most of it.
 |" I've right to rest any time" said Mrs Reed querulously; suppose I'd ought try do the milk ing. since you can't It goes against to think of those poor cows having to wait till Reub gets back for may be more'n hour vel"
 Well, you sha'nt, and I cant9 said the younger Lucy. gay; I'm sorry for em, too, but l don't see why we should suffer any than cows"
 !" used to milk every day when I was boy" said Veuben suddenly; why won't you let me try my hand while I'm waiting for your father?"