The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1916-06-23

cleared his trail for him. Them was
all the things he said ! should tell
you"
Kemp stopped talking and downed
his drink. Alan sat silent and thought
| full. Lleber was gone and made a gap
In his life that he never knew had been
filed. He wanted to know more. he
turned to Kemp. "Well?"
s'You remember the joa tree at Lie
ber's, Mr.. Wayne? One o. the lone
soonest trees on earth, reckon. except
when the Booganviller comes out an
then it's happy mountain O. red and
purple that kind o. lights up the hull
desert"
Alan nodded.
swell then, you remember the big
bowider OF graywacke under the tree.
| That's Lieber's headstone. He had
mason up from the coast and he made
us carry him out under the tree to
watch the man work. He give him a
model cut into boa'd to copy I'm.
I'm some reader, but them words beat
me every time. corralled 'em on
bit o. paper, though. an here they be-"
Kemp drew slip Of paper from the
SAME old wallet that housed "The
Purple City, He handed 1t to Alan.
"wIsh you'd put me on" he said. "All
I know is 1t amt American an 1t
amt Mex"
The words on the slip looked as II
they had been printed by child with
painstaking care. Alan stared as he
saw them. "Qui de nous ma pas eu
50 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 exileY"
Kemp nodded and held out his hand
for the slip OF paper. He put 1t back
In his wallet and said, II suppose the
Teller tibet wrote that was thinkin'
mostly of a mans mind, but when II
comes to facts them words don't fl
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 more'n Lieber over
crossin' the divide"
They sat thoughtful for some time
and then Alan remembered Red Fill
where are you staying, Kemp"
"Astor house."
Alan looked at his watch. "Comt
on" he said. We've got to hustle
We've just got time to rush down an6
get your bag"
what forT drawled Kemp.
81 was bound for our place out IL
the country when found you. View,
got Just forty minutes to catch thu
train. You're coming with me-"
A wary look came into Kemp's eyes
your folks out there. Mr. Wagner
, he asked.
YES" said Alan, and then added
Kemp, do you take me for a man tina
would steer you up against a game
you don't hold cards in?"
NO." said Kemp, II don't" ant
then found himself hated and hurried
into taxi before he could further pro
test.
. If Alan had any qualms about intro
ducing Kemp to Red Hill they wer,
. soon allayed. Kemp was duly present
. ed on the lawn at Maple House. I,
, everything in petticoats he took off hi
. hat and said "ma'am," but before tn
, men he stood hated and vouchsafed
! short "Howdyv' accompanied by
; handshake where 1t was invited.
D Strange to Kemp must have SCENE,
: the group of which he found himsel
the center. At tea table under til
: biggest maple sat Mrs. ]. Y. She calle
q Kemp and motioned to chair besd
e her. Kemp let his lanky frame dow
! slowly on the fragile structure, took Of
| his domed hat and laid 1t on the gras
' at his side. For an instant Mrs. ].
t fixed her soft, myopic gaze on him an
| then looked away. Glenn brought hill
( cup of tea and biscuit. Kemp he'll
), the cup and saucer in the hollow 9
4 his hand and looked obviously at the
: contents. would you like somethin
: else, Mr.. Kemp" asked Mrs. ]. J
: softly, some other drink, mean?"
i. Kemp's quick eye roved over ii
e group. He saw that nobody was tai
n ing anything but tea and at the sam
$ time he noted gratefully that nobod
e was watching him. The Judge an
i J. Y. We're talking to each othe
|. N"uce, junior, and Cotisin Tom wei
e kneeling before Gerry, Junior, stole
L for short hour from Alix. TIL,
J. dwarf Moloch, arrayed in starch
It white that stuck out like ballet ski
/. above his sturdy, fat legs, was grave
4 devouring sacrifice Of cake. Charl
/ Sterling lay full length on the grour
:. while his brood, with shrill cries at h
r frequent eruptions, buried and r
/ buried him with sofa pillows. Name
4 Alan and Glen slipped tea and cheer,
:. on the chlldren's efforts.
Kemp turned a twinkling eye I
d Mrs. j. Y. II amt sayln', ma'am, tn
this mixture is my usual beverage, b
man dnntf axnaot 10 have IA. -.