Evening star., 1915-02-28
By HAPSBURG LIEBE

TWO weeks passed, and evening Of fine Sunday
Buck Ledworth sat in the doorway; in his
lap he held his first born enderly though it
baby angel instead of flesh and blood. Close behind
him. with old pieced quilt about her shoulders with
her pale face triumphant and her brown eyes filled
with the glory that God Almighty gives to young
mothers, sat Sadie the Peaceful.
Buck ticled the little ones chin with big foreinger,
and smiled when his efforts rewarded by bit of
Growing laughter.
ats the finest young un ever seen.~ he declared.
And it was.
Sadie too smiled Then her eyes saddened She
looked pensively to where the golden sinking
the freshly eaved treetops above the of her
own home mountain. "But-but
mothers" she said with air of hurt, @hain't
been to it.
mo" granted Buck sympathetcallv, mot
them
al wonder if they know it. Bucko'
"A course! Granny Templin tells everything she
knows don't she? She couldn't keep tongue in her
head, if it wasn't fastened thar good and tight
course they know it!7
Buck let anger into the tone of his voice But he
not angry for his sake For himself he could bear
anything. The thing that pnched hard the fact
that Sadie was hurt. Then an idea came to him sud
denly and he rose his stalwart figure seeming almost
shut the light from the doorway.
"Listen here, Sade. said he 4See what you think o
this here plan: S'posen take the baby up to my
mother and show to her. and tell her its T. S
Grant, 'Twont be lie. wouldn't tell no lie, Sadie,
L
and show it to her, and tell her its Robert E.
Lee And if they hain got enough heart in EN- to love
it, sech baby this is they all go to the dev'
Buck cried Sadie. @You promised me you'd never
talk rough S'posen the baby hears you
talkn that way, won't he to talk that way too?
If you want to try yore plan, Honey go right ahead.
I'll set here and wait for YOU Now take my old shawl.
Buck, and kver up Robert E. Lee U. S. Grant good,
SOS he won't ketch cold in the night air."
~ o,1,o,,+ bic1 1,a1,
and marched determlnedy and fearlessly across the
creek and up the rugged stony mountainside toward
his people. At familiar, rambling cabin he stopped
in quandary. If he halloo, would they not shut
the door and bar it against him? He decided that he
would go right in, of yore. He stepped through
the gateway, and walked quietly up the guttered
path An old blind dog toward him. waggng its
tail and whining afectionately and he glad that he
was thus remembered Then he stepped up opened the
door, and crossed the threshold.
His two brothers, his sister, his father, and his mother
were eating their evening meal by candelght. They
turned their silent, wondering faces toward him, and he
tried hard to smile His mother spoke very quietly:
"What you got thar, Buck2"
Buck to her and knet beside her With proud
and trembling fingers he took down part of the shawl
from his babys face. "The finest baby in the world,
said he He shot quick glance toward his iron father.
ats name" he said, "is U. S. Grant"
The mother in old Jane Ledworth fully aroused
the sight of her first grandcild. She stopped, put
her about the little one, and took it into her lap
"Bess i'm little soul she crooned and then she looked
defiance straight into the frowning eyes of her husband
Bucks eyes filled. He covered his face with his big
hands, and bent his head.
But his victory not yet to be There was the
sound of boot heels scraping the rough board floor
the sound of chair being kicked backward and into the
yawning empty stone fireplace. Buck went to his feet
and dragged sleeve his wet eyes, that he might
see. He faced his Yankee father, who white
paper and staring hard at him. Old Ledworh advanced