The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1917-09-15
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SON OF THE son
BY lola Fopp.n
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Gvan,s hoa,,., ~ relax and Hs.
ed on talking of subsOiIs a asa
izers. and
The government is I'M.
to realize that its wealth ~ 20
SOIL proclaimed Paxton. ars
little old ten-acre lot up in ps
land that l haven't even Ioo as
years. Now I'm shipping mn
potatoes and I'll probably tolI" a'
in another week" 'O"w
Just ut this point the s,.,,
In the odd dress leaned ,o..
her chair. "an
What kind of seed pOt,,,..
Paxton| she asked with suSs'
terest. 'uu0ei
Don't notice her, Steve i,,,..
ed Charlie. 'a'en
Charlie was Agatha's husbs,.
principally as a background !.
artistry. ~
But I'm in earnest this tina.
girl insisted.
lis rare trait nowsd,u
child" responded Charlie 90.
a good boy, He was in RhOde n.
and much of its soil adherps :
still, theoretically"
What part of Rhode IslaDd- :.
the girl, mistakenly.
Paxton was trying to ,s,,,..
where he had seen her befors-s
that lizard-colored dress with , |.
scarf and sequinned belt but =
where in the open.
-Four miles from NapouSt
then you take the boat over N !.
well island. There used to 10
school there"
Il know it," sighed the pirl h,
ing. too. New York is the nm,
little place l ever lived In. "a
always running into people "a
known somewhere else. Do w
member me?"
Il do" answered Steve promptr
met you on the northwest conr
the rainbow back In the golden an
"YOu did not" she retorted n
In New York l sign my stuff 81
Gardy. but I'm Lidy Peck"
my dear" called Charlie, aforbu
You're doing this of your own 4
will"
"Oh, / don't care" Shella answer
TITS the truth. Do you remember
now, Steven Steve promptly
down from his perch on the wind
seat and eliminated the rest Of 4
party from his consciousness. N
talked Of home until Agatha huehi
ly said she had not dreamed that |
tie "Rhody" could possibly have n
duced two such geniuses.
The next day Agatha had a la
talk with the girl they called ShaA
telling her of Steve and of all III
he seemed to miss in life.
Charlie and l have been so Int
ested in the boy. All he needs Is I
enlargement. Someone to believe
him, don't you knowT"
mo. l don't" replied Sheila, fit
L don't believe In prOpping and q
ng up genius. My mother used to I
lp home to wait patiently after
ggs were Matched instead Of tryi
o guess what they were beforehsI
f he's n swan, so much the bettl
ut If he's turkey, he belongs In
They were riding on Rivers
us together just two weeks lat
Vhen two are from the same ton
understanding and intimacy rlpen M
elously in a short time. II was
'onderful day.
isn't 1t rather late for your pod
'esT asked Sheila, a little teasinel
They're in long ago. You knot
ny I'm staying here. It's just on 4
,unt of yOu-because l wanted to 4
e things for you. 1t isn't an ed
ling to try to fill the measure a WOO
4 like you demands Of a man. u
low, SheiIa-"
"Oh. drop that, and call me Lydy
III used to-" she laughed. "They 4
, back home. How many acres a
ere at your placer"
About ten, but they're all goo
cared land, you know"
She nodded.
Il have thirty-five-that old
rim Of Uncle Abner's. He left Il
last year. Now, listen, Ste
eve known each other all our ll'1
a way, but really only In these
o weeks. I like New York, and
cceeded here. but after all It's
me acres that pull you back WI
u belong. You go home tomors
u can take my land and do u
i please with 1t. I'll be I'D 10 =
It time. and IL you've made e55S
say yes. Are you willing to serv'
Rachel? Just a summer span, IN
ad Of seven years."
\ taxi passed them, its top throw
tx. Agatha sat on the seat az
we'd her hand to them.
L wonder If she guessed from q
e." said Sheila. 81 wanted to ke4
secret until we were sure you b.
de good. l wonder what | could %
we were talking about"
Steve's hand closed over hers tp
With his other he pulled his y
m further down over his eyes -
lied with the air Of a conquerGs
ripping Hudson river.
Tell her just 'taters," he said
1917. by the Mcclure Ns"T
nor Gvpdicafel