Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1916-04-13

Red Hill was hemmed in BY the
breathing silences of scattered woods,
open fields and the far reaches Of
misty space, as though 1t were in hid
ting from the railroads, mills and high
ways of an age, of hurry. Upon its
long, level crest It bore but three CEN
tiers Of life and a symbol-Maple
house, the FRS and Elm house, half
hidden from the road by their distinc-
i've trees but as alive as the warm
eyes Of 4 yelled woman; and the
church.
The church was but a SYMBOL
mere shell. Within, it presented the
appearance of a lumber room in dis
use, a playground for rats and a ha-
ven for dust. But without all was as
it had ever been, for the old church
was still beloved. Its fresh, white
walls and green shutters and the aspir-
ing steeple, towering into the blue,
denied neglect and robbed abandon
ment of its sting.
In the shadow of its walls lay an old
graveyard whose overgrown soil had
long been undisturbed. Along the
single road which cut the crest of the
hill from north to south were ruins
of houses that once had sheltered the
scattered congregation. But the ruins
We're hard to find, for they, too, were
overgrown by juniper, clematis and
crowding thicket of mountain ash.
On these evidences of death and en-
croachment the old church seemed to
turn its back as If by right of its fresh
walls and unbroken steeple it were
still linked to life. Through its small
paned windows it seemed to gaze con-
tentedly across the road at three
houses, widely separated, that half
faced it in a diminishing perspective.
The three houses looked toward the
sunrise; the church toward its de-
cline.
On day In early spring Alan Wayne
was summoned to Red Hill. Snow still
hung In the crevices Of East Noun
tain. On the hill the ashes. after the
total eclipse Of winter. were meekly
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house, too, were but family outlined In
verdure. Farther down the road the
NAPLES stretched out bare, black limbs.
Only the frs, in phalanx, scoffed at
the general spring cleaning and looked
ptd and sullen in consequence.
The colts, driven py Alan Wayne,
flashed over the brim of Red Hill on to
the level top. Coachman Joe's jaw
was hanging in awe and so had hung
since Mr. Alan had taken the reins.
For the first time in their FIVE years
of equal life the colts had felt the
reproof for breaking. Coachman Joe
had braced himself for the bolt, his
hands itching to snatch the reins. But
there had been no boiling, only sud
den settling down to business.
For the first time in their lives the
colts We're being pushed, steadily.
evenly, almost-but never quite-to
the breaking point Twice in the long
drive Joe gathered up his jaw and
turned his head, preparing spoken
tribute to a master hand. But there
was no speaking to Mr.. Alan's face At
that moment Joe was q part OF the
seat to Mr.. Alan. and. being coach
man of long standing in the family, he
knew it.
Couldn't Of got here quicker II he'd
let 'em bolt" said he. in subsequent
description to the stable hand and the
cook. He snatched up pail Of water
and poured it steadily on the ground.
Jest like that He knew what was
In the colts the minute he laid hands
on 'em, and when he pulls 'em up at
the barn door there wasn't drop left
in their buckets, was there. Arthur
"Nary a drop" said Arthur, stable
hand
"And his face" continued the coach
man. Most times Mr.. Alan has no
eyes to speak Of, but today and that
time Miss Nance struck him with the
hatpin-'member. ok?-his eyes
spread like a fire and eat up his face.
This is a black day for the Hill Some
thin's going to happen. You mark
me-"
In truth Mr.. Alan Wayne had been
summoned in no equivocal terms and,
for all his haste. it was with nervous
step he approached the house.
Maple house sheltered mixed
brood. ]. Y. Wayne, seconded by Mrs.
J. Y, was the head Of the family.
Their daughter, Nance Sterling, and
her babies represented the direct line
but the orphans, Alan Wayne ana
Clematis McAlpin, were on an equal
footing as children Of the house. Alan
was the only child Of J. Us dead
brother. Clematls was also OF wayne
blood, but so intricately removed that
her exact relation to the rest or the
tribe was never figured out twice to
the same conclusion. Old captain
Wayne. retired from the regular army,
was an uncle in a different degree tc
every generation of Wayne. He was
the only man on Red Hill who dared
eli for a whisky and soda when ne
wrnted it