Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1914-05-09
Concluded from last week.

and the shadow oil the mountain began
to lengthen out over the valley, and he
looked to see the village from whence
he had come. To his amaZement, the
road which to him had been dusty and
hot was now thronged with men, wo-
men and children, but they were all
walking in the shade. The seeds he
had planted with so great an effort,
had grown into beautiful trees.
"'The old man raised his hand to
shade his eyes, which had become
misty, as he said to himself, us it
possible that my little seeds have
made so great change for that great
multitude? Thank God, l was per-
mitted to plant the seed"
CAS- he listened, the rollocksome
laughter of children stole up the
mountainside, like silvery bells, and
although the children never knew he
had planted the elms, and made their
pathway more pleasant, the old man
was contented, and very happy, for he
had i'ved for others rather than him
self.
1.-THE sun set, and the silvery stars
twinkled like diamonds in the even
ing blue, and the old man heard that
"still, small voice" which only those
who listen, can hear, say: "Well done,
thou good and faithful servant, enter
thou into the joy of thy Lord"
"'Do you think that man was
too old to plant trees p asked the Sand
Farmer.
The city chap had been sitting un-
der the old pine, kind of spellbound,
Of
road, trying to see how many trees
were growing there, and the Sand
Farmers question rather startled him,
for he could not speak. He just struck
out into the orchard, and walked as
fast as he could go.
"The Send Farmer turned to me and
said: Let him alone, Sam. There
are some times in life when man has
to fight out thing like that by him
self
"Well that city chap wandered
around the orchard and the woods,
and went over and sat down under the
old oak, but he would not go near the
aspen. Just about supper time we
saw some one coming across the
south lot, and the Sand Farmer says
to me: Sam, are you plantin' trees p
"Says /: Il don't know as | ever
have, but I'm betting that city chap
will begin pretty soon, even # he has
not SO very many days left to plant
them in
"'That's the sad part of it,, says
the Sand Farmer. so many fail to
plant their seeds when they're young,
so they can see them grow, and bear
fruit. They do not enter into the JOY
of their Lord because they don't be-
gin early enough to live to see the
harvest
Gust then the city chap came up,
his face all smiles, and he says, like
boy: My friend, | never saw the
world of trees and growing things be-
fore. I've lived selfish life, and
only did that which Thought would
paw nae, but from this on I'm going to
plant trees on that little piece of land,
and get as many as | can to plant
trees, trees, trees, all along the roads.
/ may be 65, and have only few
years to live, but the trees | plant
will live on after Pm gone, and no one
knows where the influence of your elm
seed man may go. He was working
with God, and Gods trees, and God
works on forever
"The Sand Farmer reached out his
hand, and said in kind way: You'll
do, nay friend, for member Of the
Kings Union" Won't you come in
and have some supper before the
train goes ?"
81 Just cut across lots, and went
home, but as | passed the old pine
tree, and the old oak tree, the Sand
Farmers question kept coming to me {:
Sam, are you plantin' trees? And
as ! got the smell of the old pine,
says to myself, Sam, that's the pines
incense to God, are you planting
trees?'
"By the time | got home ! was
thinking of that white nubbin, and
tree planting meant to me kind deeds
done each day, like the first degree in
the Kings Union
CAS- | went into the dining room
noticed mothers face looked tired.
don't know jas | had ever looked al
mother before to see whether she was
tired or not but that look just made
me sick, for she was tired out, and
began to think how hard she haC
worked ever since father died to keeI
the old farm, and help me.
al couldn't eat much for supper, fol
| thought if justice was done | ough
to have boiled sawdust for sU -
rather than that nice samp she ha,
made because she knew | liked it.
have heard about Goals of fire. OF
your head, but that dish of samp wa
sticks in my throat, for | kept think
ing Of the Sand Farmers story, an,
his question: Sam, are you plantin
trees7'
"Says L. Mother, how long has j
been since you've seen Aunt Kate?'
Mother started, and almost turne,
pale, as she looked at me. | CUES
she thought had gone crazy, but sh
said: Not since you were born, Sam
couldn't get away, you know, an
she couldn't come here, so we haven
seen each ether for twenty-five years
and we were twins, toe
"Says /: Mother, I'm going t
plant tree this very week, and your
going TO visit Aunt Kate, and have
new dress, and hat, and lot of mic
fxin's to go with them
Why, Samuel says mother, hoy
you talk. You know we have not tn
money, and who would take care o