The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-10-14

old voice with her white CUFFS ny1nS and her checks as pink as a girls.
 ssChildren.' she said after everybody had clapped and c1apped so she couldn't get a start for several minutes, the Harpeth valley women have been a-marching along behind the men for many a day because their strong shoul- ders had. to break undergrowth for both, but now husbands and fathers and sons have got their feet up on the bluff of Paradise ridge, and it does look like they will be a-reaching down their hands to help us up in the break of a new day to stand by their side, and for one say mount! I'm ready!
 A perfect war of applause answered her. and Dfckie's father got up to go down the whole length of the table to shake hands with her, but had to wait until she came out of the embrace of Nell's fluffy arms and got a hand free from the nagnate on one side and Aunt Augusta on the other
 The feast had begun at o'clock. but by Jasper's skilIfu1 maneuvering of one gorgeous viand after the other into the right place by having relays of pones Drowned to the right turn and potatoes at the proper bursting point, it had been prolonged until the shad- ows of late afternoon were beginning g to turn purple
 Don't nobody ever leave one of my barbecue tables until sundown begins to tetch up the empty bones,' has been his boast for years. And as he had cleared away the last scrap from the last table he leaned against a tree, ex- hausted and triumphant, with alert, adoring eyes fixed on the Graz, who had risen in his place at the head of the long central table.
 had felt entirely too far away from him down at the other end with one of the junior magnates and Dickie, but I was glad then that I sat so I could look straight into his face as. the light from across the Harpeth valley il1u- mined it without, while a wonderful glow lit 1t from within.
 All of the others had spoken of the achievements of their families and forefathers and vaunted the human history of the valley, but he spoke of the great hill rimmed earth pocket it. self. He gave the earth credit for the crops that she had yielded up for her children's sustenance. He described how she had bred forest kings for the building of their homes, granted stores of fuel from her mines for their warm ing, and nourished great white cotton patches and focks of sheep to clothe them from frosts and winds
 And as he spoke in a powerful voice l that intoned up in the treetops like a great deep bell he turned and looked out over the valley with an expression like what must have been on Moses face when he saw into the promised land.
 Shes our mother" he said as he | flung back the long lock from across his forehead and stretched out his strong arm and slender hand toward I the sun that was dropping fast down to the rim of old Harpeth. ''She has l barred her breasts to suckle us, GOV cred us from sun and snow, and now she expects something from us. If she has built us strong and ready then we are to answer when the world has need of us and her storehouses and mines. We are to give out her invi- tations and welcome all who are hun gry and who come a-seeking. Gentle ,, men, her wealth and her fertility are | yours-and her beautyi"
 For long, long minute every face in the assembly was turned to the set ting sun, and perfect glory rose from