The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1916-07-20

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upward from the town Of Morrison
ran q ribbon Of puffy yellow dust b.
tween sun baked. brown sodded dunes;
ran north and north. q tortuous series
Of loops on loops. to lose itself at last
IN the cooler promise Of the first bull
wsrk Of the mountains.
Since early afternoon Caleb Hunter
had been sitting almost immobile In
the shade Of the treliis which thanked
the deep verandas Of his huge white
thick pillared house on the hill above
the river. IL was reminiscent Of an
other iocality-the old Hunter place
on the valley road.
Morrison had changed since Caleb
Hunters father topped with the white
columned house that hill above the
river. In those days II had been lit
tie more than a sleepy n conservative
y prosperous and self sufncient COM
munity. without industry of any sort.
or. It might be added. ambition or
seeming need OF one.
From the Hunter verandas q half
dozen red rooted. brown shlngled
bungalows. half camps and half cas-
ties, were visible across the land
stretches where the cattle had grazed
before. And just beyond Caleb Hun
ter's own high box hedge Dexter Al
lison's enormous stucco and timber
summer lodge" sprawled amid q
round dozen acres Of green lawn and
landscape gardening. its front to the
river.
The fishing was still far above re-
proach n little farther back country.
and Dexter Allison owned the saM-
mills that droned in the valley. His
men drove his timber down from the
hills In the north: his men piled the
yellow planks upon his fiat cars which
ran In over his spur line that had crept
up from the south. His hundreds and
hundreds Of rivermen already trod the
sawdust padded streets of the newer
Morrison that had sprung into being
beyond the bend; they swarmed in on
the drives, a hard faced. hard Shout
dered horde. picturesque. proficient and
profane. They brought with them col
or and care free prodigality and q ca
pacity for abandonment to pleasure
that ran the whole gamut OF emotions.
from raucous roared chanties to sud
den, swift encounters which were as
silent as they were deadly. And they
spent their money without stopping to
count II.
The younger generation Of the Older
Morrison was quick to point out the
virtues OF this vice. And after time.
when the older generation found that
the rivermen preferred their own sec
ton Of the town. ignoring as though
they had never existed the staid and
sleepy residential streets above, they
heaved sigh Of partial relief and tried
to forget their proximity.
II was the hottest day Of the hottest
fortnight that the hill country had
known In years. The very tempera-
ture gave color TO Allison's statement
that the heat had driven them north
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Barbara, their daughter Of ten. and
the half dozen or more guests whose
trunks. coming on the next day. made
an even more imposing sight than had
Allison's own. And yet as he sat
there In the shadow, methodically pull
ing upon his pipe. Caleb Hunter smiled
from time TO time reminiscently.
when q haze OF dust TO the north
caught his vagrant attention. Quite
apparently II was raised by a foot
traveller. and the latter were not fire.
quent upon that road. especially foot
travellers who came from that direc-
ton. Trivial as II was. II piqued his
interest. and he lay back aud followed
Il from laxily half closed eyes. II
topped rise and disappeared. the dust
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