The Jasper news. [volume] (Jasper, Missouri) 1898-1924, 1919-04-17
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IN THE RLEARlN6
A TALE OF THE NORTH COUNTRY
IN THE TINE OF SILAS WRIGHT
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IRVINE nAEHELLER
HOLDEN DRl AND Darrell OF THE
CHAPTER XIV-continued.

June j.
Dear Sir.-I am interested in the
boy Barton Baynes. Good words about
him have been flying around like
pigeons. When school is out l would
like to hear from you, what Is the rec.
ord? What do you think of the soul
in him? What kind Of work is best
for it? If you will let me maybe
can help the plans of God little. That
is my business and yours. Thanking
you for reading this, am, as ever,
Gods humble servant,
KATE FULLERTON"
"Why, this Is the writing of the ST.
lent Woman" l said before had read
the letter half through.
"Rovin' Kate?"
"Roving Kate; l never knew her 9TH
er name, but l saw her handwriting
long ago"
But look-this Is neatly written,
well-worded letter an the sheet is as
white and clean as the new snow. Un-
canny woman! They say she carries
the power O. God In her right hand
SO do all the wronged."
81 wonder why Kate is asking about
me-" said.
"Never mind the reason. She Is your
friend and let us thank God for It,
Think how she came to yer help in the
old barn an say thousand prayers,
my lad"
Having come to the first flight of
the uplands, he left me with many q
kind word-how much they mean to
boy who is choosing his way with a
growing sense of loneliness
l reached the warm welcome of our
little home just in time for dinner.
They were expecting me and it was a
regular company dinner-chicken pie
and strawberry shortcake.
How well remember that hour with
the doors open and the sun shining
brightly on the blossoming fields and
the joy of man and bird and beast in
the return of summer and the talk
about the late visit of Alma Jones and
Mr.. and Mrs. Lincoln!
While we were eating told them
about the letter of old Kate.
Fullerton !" Aunt Deel exclaimed
"Are ye sure that was the name, Bart?'
"Yes"
Goodness gracious sakes alive!"
She and Uncle Peabody gave each
other looks Of surprised inquiry.
'Do you know anybody by that
name?" asked.
1--WE used to-" said Aunt Deel as she
resumed her eating. Cant be she's
one O. the Sam Fullertons, can itT
"Oh, prob'ly not" said Uncle Pea
body. Back East they's more Fuller
tons than ye could shake stick at"
A week later we had our raising
Uncle Peabody did not want n publi
raising, but Aunt Deel had had he
way. We had hewed and mortised ant
bored the timbers for our new home
The neighbors came with pixies an,
helped to raise and stay and cove
them. A great amount of human kind
ness went into the beams and rafter
OF that home and of others like it.
knew that The Thing was still aliv
In the neighborhood, but even tina
could not paralyze the helpful hands D
those people. Indeed, what was sal,
of my Uncle Peabody was nothln
more or less than kind of converse
tional flrewood. / cannot think tina
any one really believed it.
We had cheerful day. A barrel @
hard cider had been set up in the dool
yard, and remember that some dram
1t too freely. The he-o-hee Of the me
as they lifted on the pixies and tn
sound of the hammer and beetle ran
In the air from morning until nigh
Mrs. Rodney Barnes and Mrs. Doroth
came to help Aunt Deel with the cool
Ing and great dinner was served o
an improvlsed table In the dooryart
where the stove was set up. TIL
shingles and sheathes and clapboar
were on before the day ended.
Uncle Peabody and l put In tn
floors and stairway and partition!
More than once in the days we wer
working together l tried to tell hlI
what Sally had told me, but my cou
age failed.
The day came, shortly, when ha
to speak out, and 1 took the straigt
way of my duty as the needle of tn
compass pointed. 1t was the end {
n summer day and we had watched th
dusk fill the valley and come creepin
up the slant, sinking the powders an
thorn tops in its food. one by one. A
we sat looking out of the open doc