Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-01-22

by the one as of old. 1t was the low
ing, forgiving, forbearlng, patient
ceaseless toll of mother and father OIL
the tender soul of childhood which
qulckened that inextlnguishable sense
of responsibility to God and man in
these people whom now leave to the
judgment of my countrymen.
have lived to see the ancient plan
of kingcraft, for self-protectlon, com.
ing back into the world. 1t demands
that the will and conscience of every
individual shall be regulated and con-
trolled by some conceited prince,
backed by an army. 1t cannot fail, !
foresee, to accomplish such devasta-
tlon In the human spirit as shall i'm
peril the dearest possession of man.
If one is to follow the compass he
can have but one king-his God.
y
l AM near the end. 1 rode back to
Baltimore that forenoon. They had
nominated Mr.. Polk of Tennessee for
president and Silas Wright for vice
! president, the latter by acclamation.
knew that Wright would decline the
honor, as he did.
/ hurried northward to keep my ap-
pointment with Sally. The boats were
! slowed by fog. AT Albany l was day
! behind my schedule. I should ,haye
only an hours leeway If the boats on
Z the upper lakes and the stage from
! Plattsburg were on time. | feared to
\ trust them. So / caught the west
bound train and reached Utica three
hours late. There / bought good
horse and his saddle and bride and
hurried up the north road. When he
was near spent traded him for a we'll
knit Morgan mare up In the little vii
lage Of Sandy Creek. Oh, / knew q
! good horse as well as the next man
and q better one than she | never
owned-never. | was back In my sad
die at six in the afternoon and stopped
for feed and an hours rest at nine and
rode on through the night. I reached
the hamlet of Richville soon after day
break and put out for rest Of two
hours. / could take 1t easy then. At
seven o'clock the mare and | started
again, well fed and eager to 60 on.
1t was summer morning that short
ems the road-even that Of the young
lover. Its air was sweet with the
breath of the meadows. The daisies
and the clover and the cornnowers
and the Wild roses seemed to be wav-
Ing welcome to me, and the thorn
trees-shapely ornament of my native
hills--were in blossom. A cloud of
pigeons swept across the blue deep
above my head. The great choir of
the fields sang to me--bobolnks, song
sparrows meadowlarks, bluebirds,
warblers, wrens, and far away in the
edge of a spruce thicket l heard the
flute of the whlte-throated sparrow.
! bathed at brook In the woods
and put on a clean silk shirt and tic
ont of my saddlebags. / rode slowly
then to the edge of the village of Can
ton aud turned at the bridge and took
the river road, although | had time to
spare. How my heart was beating as
| neared the familiar scene! The
river slowed its pace there, like dis
corning traveller, to enjoy the beauty
" It's shores. Smooth and silent was
the water and in 1t were the blue Of
-he sky and the feathery shadow-splres
II cedar and tamarack and the reflect
I'd blossoms of iris and meadow rue.
It was lovely scene.
There was the pine, but where was
my lady? l dismounted and tied my
mare and looked at my watch. 1t
lacked twenty minutes to eleven. She
would come-I had no doubt of 1t.
washed my hands and face and neck
In the cool water. Suddenly | heard
IA voice ! knew singing: Barney
Leave the Girls Alone" l turned and
saviour mother, my son. (These
last lines were dictated to his SON.
She was In the stern of birch canoe,
all dressed In white with roses In her
hair. raised my hat and she threw
a kiss at,me. Old Kate sat in the bow
waving her handkerchief. They
stopped and Sally asked in tone of
playful seriousness:
young man, why have you come
here?"
ITO get you," / answered.
"What do you want of me?' She
was looking at her face In the water.
81 want to marry you," l answered
bravely.
"Jhen you may help me aS.ere II
you please. / an al my best, white
slippers and you are to be very care
full"
Beautiful She was the spirit Of
the fields Of June then and always.
| helped her ashore and held her in
my arms and. you know, the lips have
way Of speaking then In the old. con-
vlnclng, final argument OF love. They
left no doubt in our hearts, my son.
"When do you wish to marry mey
she whispered.
"As soon as possible, but my pay Is
only sixty dollars month now"
I'VE shall make 1t do" she an
swered.. "My mother and father and