Cleveland County herald., 1919-05-01
CHAPTER XVI.
The Man With the scythe.

It was late in June before l was able the judges office. Meanwhile there had been blood shed back in the hills One of the sheriff's posse had been se- verely wounded by a bullet and had failed to serve the writs. The judge had appealed to the governor People were talking of "the rent war"
 What joy entered my heart when I was aboard the steamboat, at last, and on my way to all most dear to me As I entered Lake Champlain I con suited the map and decided to leave the boat at Chimney Point to find Kate Fullerton, who had written to the schoolmaster from Canterbury. My aunt had said in letter that old Kate was living there and that a great change had come over her. So I went ashore and hired a horse of the ferry- man.
 I passed through Middlebury and rode into the grounds of the college, where the senator had been educated, and on out to Weybridge to see where he had lived as boy. I found the Wright homestead-a comfortable white house at the head of beautiful valley with wooded hills behind it. and rode up to the door. A white haired old lady in black lace cap was sitting on it's porch looking out at the sunlit fields.
 ''Is this where Senator Wright lived when he was boy?" I asked.
 'Yes, sir" the old lady answered.
 'I am from Canton"
 She rose from her chair.
 You from Canton !" she exclaimed. "Why, of all things! That's where my boys home is. Pm glad to see you. Go an put your horse in the barn."
 dismounted and she came near me.
 "Silas Wright is my boy" she said. "What is your nameY
 Barton Baynes," I answered as I hitched my horse.
 Barton Baynes! Why, Silas has told me all about you in his letters. He writes to me every week. Come and sit down."
 We sat down together on the porch.
 "Silas wrote in his last letter that you were going to leave your place in Cobleskill," she continued to my sur prise. 'He said that he was glad you had decided not to stay"
 It was joyful news to me, for the senator's silence had worried me and had begun to think with alarm of my future.
 q wish that he would take you to Washington to help him. The poor man has too much to do."
 T should think it great privilege to go," I answered.
 My boy likes you," she went on. "You have been brought up just as he was. I used to read to him every eve ming when the candles were it. How hard he worked to make man of him. self! I have known the mothers joy. I can truly say, Now let thy servant depart in peace.'"
 "'For mine eyes have seen thy sal vation,'" quoted.
 "You see 1 know much about you and much about your aunt and uncle," said Mrs. Wright.
 She left me for a moment and soon the whole household was gathered about me on the porch, the men hav- ing come up from the fields. They put my horse in the barn and pressed me to stay for dinner, which I did. AS l was going the gentle old lady gave me pair of mittens which her distin- guished son had worn during his last winter in college. I remember well how tenderly she handled them!
 T hope that Silas will get you to help him"-those were the last words she said to me when bade her good by.
 The shadows were long when got to Canterbury. At the head of it's main street I looked down upon vil- lage green and some fine old elms. It was singularly quiet place. I stopped in front of big white meeting house. An old man was moving in it's grave yard near the highway. Slowly he swung his scythe.