Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-09-07
BOOK III.

BOOK III.
CHAPTER II-(ContinuedD.
"TT's Johnny Appleseed." man at my
i side told me. as II the name explained
anything he might do.
s.Tippecanoe was fought at o'clock In
the morning." said a soldier
IT was there" spoke out Johnny APP
pieseed.
No other man could say much. All
looked at him as he stood on his eau
terized feet stretching his arms, lean
and sun-cured. upward in the hre-ignt'
Angels were there. In rain and dark
ness heard them speak and say 'He
hath cast the lot for them, and his hand
hath divided It unto them by line; they
shall possess II forever, from generation
to generation shall they dwell therein.
The wilderness and the solitary place
shall be glad for them, and the desert
ehall rejoice and blossom as the rose!
Say, Johnny. what does an angel look
like?" piped up one of the boys, quite In
fellowship.
Johnny Appieseed turned his rapt vision
aside and answered:
Say Johnny, haven't the Indians any
angels7"
you'll wish they was with the angels
II they ever get you by the hair
laughed one of the men.
Soldiers began moving their single
cannon. a six-pounder, from one block
house to another. All the men jumped
up to help. as at the raising of a home,
and put themselves in the way so ar
IDENTIFY that they had to be ordered back.
When everybody but ourselves had left
the starlit open place, Johnny Appleseed
lay down and stretched his heels to the
blaze. A soldier added another log, and
kicked into the flame those fallen away.
Though IL was the end of July, Lake
Erie cooled the inland forests.
- sentinels were posted In the block
houses Quiet settled on the camp; and
II sat turning many things In my mind
y Dveides the impending battle. Napoleon
Bonaparte had made disastrous cam
paign I'm Russia. II were yet in France;
II the Marquis du Plessy had lived; IL
had not gone to Mittau; II the self
might have been, that always haunts us,
stood ready to take advantage OF the
turn
Yet the thing which cannot be under
stood by men reared under old govern
mtnts had befalen me. l must have
drawn the wilderness into my blood. Its
poszIetlities held me. II I had stayed in
Ffancs at 20. / should have been a
Frsnchman. The following years made
me an American. The passion that binds
you 70 land is no more to be explained
than the fact that many women are
beautiful, while only one is vitality in
tereeting.
The wilderness mystic was sitting up
looking at me.
= 9. see two people in yOu." he said.
1.-TWO separate men,
Z, "What are their names?
Their names cannot see"
'Well. suppose we call them Louis and
Iazarre."
His eyes sparkled.
'you are white man." he pronounced.
"By that mean you are not stained with
many vile sins"
= II hadn't an equal chance with other
men lost nine years"
''Mebby," hazarded Johnny Appleseed,
cautiously, 'you are the one appointed 10
open and read what is sealed"
IF you mean to interpret what you
read. I'm afraid am not the one. Where
did you get those leaves?"
From a book that 1 divided up to dis
tribute among the people" s1
Doesn't that destroy the senseT''
mo. carry the pages in their order
from cabin to cabin"
He came around the fire with the light
ness OF an Indian, and gave me his own
fragment 10 examine. II proved TO be
from the writings OF one Emanuel Swe-
denborE.
with a smile which seemed to lessen
the size of his face and concentrate its
expression TO a shining point Johnny APP
plebeed slid his leather bags along the
rope girdle. and searched them. one after
the other. I thought he wanted me u
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russefs. these produced luscious harvest
apples that fell IN August bursting with
luiey slpenesss. Tnen ne showed me an an
At All. but neutral eoIored specks moving
with nuid swiftness as he poured them
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