The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1913-05-08
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sheehan's eyes haunted him. John
was n normal young man, and he was
capable Of knowing the Joy OF a task
well done But not this sort Of task
He could fnd no elation In a triumph
won at the cost OF direct personal mis-.
cry to others There was slayton. for
example. u handsome. pleasant young
man who looked the criminal not at
all lie had not had the courage 10
stand trial. aud he had broken bail and
hed, leaving n sick wife. She and the
child born since the fathers flight now
lay together In a grave slayton had
not dared 10 return. Perhaps he did
not even know OF the double tragedy.
In his dreams John often saw slayton's
hunted face as II must now appear
He became conscious that his head
was aching. that he was tired all over,
every nerve In his body throbbing. For
more than six months. ever since his
election. he had been working inces-
sanity. feverishly toward this day. The
release from strain allowed his NAL
treated. protesting body TO be heard.
He got up and left the office. as though
fleeing from the problem.
He laid roundabout course away
from Main street out into the country.
He trampcd dctermlnedly along the
pike. illlng his lungs with the tonic
air. II had been a good growing sea.
son" His way took him between
fields OF clean young corn and barley
and oats and occasional cool. green
wood lots
A farmer. driving a pair OF heavy
farm horses doing duty at the tongue
Of a squeaky spring wagon. ratified up
behind him
"Howdy. joint Want a MIR
"Howdy. RI No. thank you. Just
taking a little exercise and soaking In
all this"
Cranshawe refined IN his team. John
stopped
Little mite too smart fer 'em today.
weren't yer
"They had been so bold. they made
II easier"
Cranshawe nodded Re smarter next
time. I reckon-'f we give 'em ohanct.
II we give 'em a chanct," he repeated
reiectively us farmers. we're feelin'
purity good about these trials Feel
like we didn't make any mistake last
fall"
"Murcheil says you forget" John
smiled back
Ben at ye already. has hep Gran.
shave asked shrewdly. Hell be at
ye harder. before ye're through We
got 'em scored. Mebby Wen fergit an
then mebby we won't But ! guess
that's our lookout. not yours. SO fur's
ye're concerned. all ye got 10 do is go
ahead an try TO finish up the job we've
started r we don't do our part.
guess we won't have nobody to blame
but ourselves"
THE question is. am big enough
for the jobf'
mo. that Amt the question:" Gran
Shave contradicted quickly. Re
cause that can't be answered I'll we've
tried. The question Is. are ye goin' TO
be scared out by a job because It's big.
or are We goin' to keep up what we've
startedl r. We don't. there amt any
body else TO do II An wen soon be
back where we started"
John nodded slowly. Cranshaw we did
not pursue the point
II see Steve Hampden's back" he
remarked casually. THAT girl o. his
was nj the trial Came IN late an bad
10 stand by the door where I was
standln' She was with some young
city Teller. Seen her at the rally last
ideally. Ito take considerable intrust in
ye. SO longr
Soon he was out OF sight around q
turn In the road
John swung rapidly along for an hour
until the sweat oozed from every pore
OF his body Then he threw himself
under a tree 10y the roadside.
He pondered his problem. Yet he
knew that II was answered. not by RI
Cranshn homely wisdom. but by
the lnscrutable purpose OF the force
which had impelled him into the fight
He could not withdraw from the task
TO which he had been set Whither3
was n question that he needed not to
answer. so long ms a straight piece OF
road lay ahead lie thought sadly OF
his fathers displeasure. And he
thought OF Katherine. whom. II ap
peared. the winter had not taught 20
forget him He had not learned TO for
get Work could dull. II could not
wholly stifie. the longing for her. Aud
yet he had not been unhappy. lie
knew that he could not say no to that
which was calling him into service.
lie walked home through the calm OF
sundown Al the corner where stands |
the Farmers bank he met Warren |
Blake and u companion. Warren !
stopped him TO introduce the stranger. !
Haig. a lanky. cadaverous individual
who was the author OF a much criti |
cised novel. The Brethren"
81 heard you twisting Murchell's tail
this afternoon" Haig drawled. III |
you don't mind. I'd like 10 congra tulate |