The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1910-05-27

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gaping, found himself foot-loose for a
time In the Marlboro rotunda while his
father talked with a man who wanted
TO bargain for the entire output of the
Paradise furnace by the year. Theeom-
mercial transaction touched him light
ly; but the moving groups, the import
ed bell-boys, the tesselated floors, fres-
coed ceiling and plush furni-
ture-these bit deeply. Could this be
South Tredegar, the place that had
hitherto figured chiefly to him as
urt-day" town and the residence OF
his preacher uncle? II seemed hugely
incredible.
After the conference with the iron
buyer they crossed the street to the
railway station; and again Thoihas
Jefferson was footloose while his iath-
or was closeted with some one In tho
managers Office.
An express train, with kissing air
brakes, Solomon magnificent sleeping
cars, and a locomotive large enough TO
swallow whole the small affair that
used TO bring the once-a-day tram
from Atlanta, had just backed in, ana
the boy took its royal measure with
eager and curious eyes, walking slowly
up one side of 1t 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 JET
ferson spelled the name in the medal
lion, Psyche"-spelled IL without try
ing to pronounce it-and then turned
his attention to the people who We're
descending the rubber -carpeted steps
and grouping themselves under the di-
rection of a tall man who reminded
Thomas jefferson Of his Uncle Silas
with an indescribable something left
out Of his face.
"As 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 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 the
Marlboro"
One of the younger women smiled.
"How enthusiastic you are, Mr.. Far
ley. l thought we had outgrown oil
that-Ye moderns."
But, my dear Miss Elleroy, If you
could know what we have to be enthu-
siastic about down here! Why, these
mountains we've been passing through
for the last six hours are simply so
many vast treasure houses; coal at the
top, iron at the bottom and enough cf
both to keep the worlds industries 60
ing for ages There's millions in
themi"
Thomas jefferson overheard without
understanding, but his eyes served
better purpose. Away back in the line
of the Scottish Gordons there must
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 antlpathy.
For the sweet-voiced young woman
called Miss Elleroy there was love at
lrst sight. For a severe, beskliked
Mrs Vanadam there was awe. For tho
portly General with mutton chop whs-
kers overlooking eyes and the air If
a dictator, there was awe, also not
unmingled with envy. For the tall
man in 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 a recording camera, should have
the dark shutter snapped on it if 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 IT
near r-hand, and even to climb into the
vestibule for a peep inside.
Herewith, castles in the air began
to rear themselves, tower on wall
Here was the very reaching sum
nit of all things desirable; to have
ones own brass bound hotel on
wheels; to come and go at will; to
give curt orders to a respectful and
uniformed porter, as the inspiring
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kers had done.
At the highest point on the hunch-
ed shoulder of the mountain Thomas
Jefferson twisted himself in the buggy
seat for final backward look into the
valley Of new marvels. The summer
day was graying to it's twilight, and a
light haze was stealing out of the
wooded ravines and across the river.
From the tall chimneys Of a rolling
mill a dense column of smoke was as
cendihg, and at the psychological mo-
ment the Stag flare from an iron-fur-
mace changed the overhanging cloud
into fiery aegis.
Having no symbolism save that Of
Holy Writ, Thomas Jefferson's mind
seized instantly on the figure, building
far better than it knew 1t was a new
Exodus, with it's pillar Of cloud by day
and its pillar of fire by night. And
It's Moses-though this, we may sup
pose was beyond a boys imagining
was the frenzied, ruthless spirit of COM
merciaiisn, named otherwise, by the
multitude, Modern Progress.
CHAPTER Nv.
If you have never had the pleasure
of meeting a, Southern gentleman Of
the patriarchal school, I despair of
bringing you we'll acquainted with Ma
jor Caspar Dabney until you have
summered and wintered him. But the
Dabneys of Deer Trace figure so large
ly in Thomas Jefferson's boyhood and
youth as to be well-nigh elemental in
these retrospective glimpses.
II was abouf the time when ThOm-
as Jefferson was beginning to recon