Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1916-07-20


all the things he said l should tell
You"
Kemp stopped talking and downed
his drink. Alan sat silent and thought
full. Lleber was gone and made gar
In his life that he never knew had been
filed. He wanted to know more. He
turned to Kemp. ''WeliT
You remember the joa tree at Lie
ber's, Mr.. Wayne? One o the lone
soonest trees on earth. | reckon, except
when the BooganviIler comes out an
then it's happy mountain o red and
purple that kind O. lights up the bull
desert"
| Alan nodded.
| well. then. you remember the big |
! bowlder Of graywacke under the tree
/ That's Lieber's headstone. He had a
mason up from the coast and he made |
| us carry him out under the tree to
watch the man work. He give him
model cut into boa'd to copy I'm.
I'm some reader. but them words beat
me every time. ! corralled 'em on q
lit o paper though. an here they be.
Kemp drew a slip OF paper from the
same Oh wallet that housed THE
rurnlp city" lie handed 1t 10 Alan
.'lA 33h you'd put u.t' on. he said. "AIl
I know Is it ain't American an It
amt Mex"
The words on the slip looked as If
they had been printed by a child with
painstaking care. Alan stared as he
n,,, 40 MIA
sa terre promise, son jour d'extase, ct
sa fin en- exil?" he read slowly to him
self. and then, with his eyes far away.
translated for Kemp. "'Who of Us has
not had his promised land, his day of
ecstasy and his end In exileT"
Kemp nodded and held out his hand
for the slip of paper. He put it back
In bis wallet and said, Il suppose the
Teller tibet wrote that was thinkin
mostly Of mans mind, but when 1t
comes to facts them words don't fit
Lieber. He got more exile than was
comm to him; 1t ct up the ecstasy an
more Of the promised land. But |
dom know. They's lots OF folks that
needs to worry moren Lieber over
: crossin' the divide
They sat thoughtful for some time
and then Alan remembered Red Hill.
where are you staying, Kemp2"
!, "Astor house"
!, Alan looked at his watch. "Ceme
on" he said. We've got to hustle.
We've Just got time to rush down and
get your bag"
Y lro Cd Il
" ~ was bound for our place out in
: the country when found you. We've
= got Just forty minutes to catch the
. train. You're coming with me-"
~ wary look came into Kemp's eyes
Your folks out there. Mr.. Wagner
n he asked.
\ Yes" said Alan. and then added
n Kemp, do you take me for a man thai
a would steer you up against game
you don't hold cards in?'
NO." said Kemp. II DON'T ant
then found himself hated and hurried
into a taxi before he could further pro
test.
If Alan had any qualms about intro
ducing Kemp to Red Hill they wer'
l. soon allayed. Kemp was duly present
ia ed on the lawn at Maple House. II
~ everything in petticoats he took of hi
- hat and said ma am" but before tn
- men he stood hated and vouchsafed
~ short "Howdy" accompanied by
go handshake where 1t was invited.
to Strange to Kemp must have scenes
r. the group Of which he found himsel
the center. At tea table under tn
nc biggest maple sat Mrs. J. Y. She Gale
re Kemp and motioned to chair besid
no her. Kemp let his lanky frame dow
as slowly on the fragile structure. took O.
nd hfs domed hat and laid 1t ON the gras
,,v at his side. For an instant Mrs. j. J
II fixed her soft myopic gaze on him an
A then looked away. Glenn brought hill
ok a cup Of tea and biscuit. Kemp hel
,r the cup and saucer In the hollow {
Oh his hand and looked obviously at the
ht- contents. Would you like somethir
ot- else. Mr.. Kemp?" asked Mrs. J.
or. softly. some other drink, l meanT
On Kemp's quick eye roved over Il
the group. He saw that nobody was ia
i'm ing anything but tea and at the san
as tlIue ne hokeu ETaleluEiS liIat hooot
he was watching him. The judge ar
Gu J. Y. were talking to each othe
ed, Nance. Junior. and Cousin Tom We
ere kneeling before Gerry, junior, stol'
,nt for short hour from Alix. Tn
alb dwarf Moloch. arrayed in starcl
II white that stuck out like ballet ski
lin above his sturdy. fat legs, was grave
r.a devouring a sacrifice OF cake. Char
ra. Sterling lay full length on the groul
or while his brood, with shrin cries at
,,r. frequent eruptions, buried and
an buried him with sofa pillows. Nant
MD Alan and Glenn slipped tea and cheer
tnr. ON the children's efforts.
Kemp turned a twinknng eye
lad Mrs. J. Y. II amt sayin'. ma'am. tt
this mixture Ia my usual bev'rage, b
a man don't expect to have his ust
red handed down I'm a pulpit, and lii
,out wise see no call for folks turnin' tn
front lawns into a bar"
MIR. Kemp could feel a scene: his stran
nature WAS moved at finding its