The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1914-07-23

ways said, as they so often do at
Washington, that there were no spe-
cial orders to give and that we must
act on our own judgment.
Here is the letter:
Levant 90 2" s. a 1879 W.
Dear Fred-I try to find heart and life
| to tell you that it is all over with dear old
| Nolan. The doctor had been watching
him very carefully and yesterday morning
came to me and told me that Nolan was
! not so well and had not left his stateroom,
a thing l never remembered before. He
| had let the doctor come and see him as he
lay there, the first time the doctor had
been in the stateroom, and he said he
should like to see me. Oh. dear. do you
remember the mysteries We boys used to
invent about his room in the old Intrepid
days? Well. went in. and there, to be
sure, the poor fellow lay in his berth.
4 smiling pleasantly as he gave me his
hand, but looking very frail. could not
help glance round, which showed me
what little shrine he had made OF the
box he was lying in. The stars and stripes
:. We're triced up above and around a picture
of Washington. and he had painted ma
jestic eagle. with lightnings blazing from
| his beak and his foot just clasping the
| whole globe, which his wings overshad-
owed. The dear old boy saw my glance
and said, with a sad smile. Here, you see.
have country" An,AIe pointed to the
| foot OF his bed, where 1 mad not seen be-
| fore great map of the United States as
he had drawn it from memory and which
| he had there to look upon as he lay.
| Quaint, queer old names were on 1t in
large letters. ooh. Danforth.' he said. Il
| know / am dying. / cannot get home.
| Surely you will tell me something now
stop. stop! Do not speak till i say what
am sure you know-that there Is not in
| this ship, that there is not in America
God bless her!-a more loyal man than I.
There cannot be a man who loves the old
| flag as / do or prays for it as / do or
| hopes for it as do. There are thirty-four
stars in it now. Danforth. thank God
| for that, though do not know what their
names are There has never been one
| taken away. L thank God for that.
know by that that there has never been
any successful Burr. Oh, Danforth. Dam
FORTH" he sighed out, tell me-tell me
| something-tell me everything, Danforth.
| before 1 diev
Ingham, swear to you that felt like
a monster that had not told him every
thing before. Danger or no danger, del
| icacy or no delicacy, who was l that
should have been acting the tyrant all
| this time over this dear sainted old man
| who had years ago expiated in his whole
| manhood's life the madness Of a boys
| treason? "Mr. Nolan" said !, Il will tell
you everything you ask about, only where
shall begin?"
Oh, the blessed smile that crept over his
| white face! And he pressed my hand and
said: God bless you! Tell me their
Names" he said, and he pointed to the
stars on the flag.
| Well, 1 told him the names in as good
order as could. and he bade me take
| down his beautiful map and draw them
in as I best could with my pencil. He
was wild with delight about Texas; told
me how his brother died there. He had
marked a gold cross where he supposed
his brothers grave was. and he had
guessed at Texas. Then he was delighted
as he saw California and oregon. That,
he said. he had suspected partly because
he had never been permitted to land on
that shore, though the ships were there
so much. "And the men," said he, laugh
ing, brought on good deal besides
furs." Then he went back-heavens, how
far!-to ask about the Chesapeake and
what was done to Barron for surrendering
her to the Leopard, and whether Burr
ever tried again, and he ground his teeth
with the only passion he showed. But in
moment that was over. and he said.
| God forgive me. for I am sure forgive
him." Then he asked about the old war
and settled down more quietly and very
| happily to hear me tell in an hour the
history Of fifty years.
| How I wished 1t had been somebody
who knew something! tell you. Ingham.
| II was hard thing to condense the his
| tory of half century into that talk with
| a sick man. And 1 do not now know
what I told him Of emigration and the
| means of 1t, OF steamboats, and railroads
| and telegraphs. OF inventions and books
| and literature, of the colleges and West
| Point and the naval school. but with the
\ Queerest interruptions that ever you heard.
You see, 1t was Robinson Crusoe asking
all the accumulated questions of ffty.six
| years.
| I remember he asked all Of sudden
| who was president now, and when I told
him he asked II Old Abe was General
| Benjamin LincOln's son. He said he met
old General Lincoln when he was quite a
boy himself at some Indian treaty. / said
| no; that Old Abe was a Kentuckian, like
himself. but could not tell him Of what
| family. He had worked up from the
ranks. Good for him." cried Nolan. II
! am glad of that AS have brooded and
wondered have thought our danger was
| in keeping up those regular SUGGESTIONS
| in the first families" told him every
/ thing could think of that would show
the grandeur Of his country and its pros
| perity.
| And he drank it in and enjoyed it as I
cannot tell you. He grew more and more
silent. yet 1 never thought he was tired
| or faint. gave him glass of water.
but he just wet his lips and told me not
to go away. Then he asked me to bring
the Presbyterian Book of Public Prayer.
! which lay there. and said, with q smile.
that it would open at the right place.
| and so 1t did. There was his double
red mark down the page and knelt
down and read. and he repeated with me.
For ourselves and our country, o gra-
| cious God, we thank thee, that, notwith-
| standing our manifold transgressions of
thy holy laws thou hast continued to US
thy marvellous Kindness" and so to the
| end OF that thanksgiving. Then he turned
to the end of the same book, and read
the words more familiar to me. Most
heartily we beseech thee with thy favor
| to behold and bless thy servant, the pres
ident of the United States. and all others
in authority" and the rest Of the Episco-
pal collect. "Danforth," said he. 81 have
repeated those prayers night and morn
ing-it Is now fifty-five years." And then
he said he would go to sleep. He bent
me down over him and kissed me. and
he said, Look in my Bible. Danforth,
-I,ar,