The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-02-08

slept peacefully until daylight, when
| felt a hand on my face and awoke
suddenly. | remember that | felt
cold. \ kindly faced man was lean
ing over me.
Hello, boy" said he. "Where did
you come FROM
| was frightened and confused, but
his gentle voice reaSSured me.
Uncle Peabody" l called, as
arose and looked about me and be-
( gan to cry.
The man lifted me in his arms and
held me close to his breast and tried
10 comfort me. | remember seeing
the Silent Woman pass while l was
in his arms.
Tell me what's your name," he
urged.
Barton Baynes," said as soon as
l could speak.
where do you ljve?"
in Lickitysplit."
! "How did you get here?"
Dug Draper brought me. Do you
know where Sally Dunkelberg lives"
as she the daughter of Horace
Dunkelberg?"
MIR. and Mrs. Horace Dunkelberg,"
/ amended.
"Oh, yes, / know her. Sally is a
friend of mine. Well get some break
fast and then well go and find her."
He carried me through the open
door of his office and set me down
at his desk. The cold air of the
night had chilled me and l was shiv-
ering.
"You sit there and I'll have a fire
going in minute and get you warm
ed up"
>, He wrapped me in his coat and went
into the back room and built fire
in a small stove and brought me in
and set me down beside it. He made
some porridge in Il kettle while | sat
holding my little hands over the stove
to warm them, and sense of COM
fort grew in me.
He dipped some porridge into bowls
and put them on small table. My
eyes had watched him with growing
interest and l got to the table about
as soon as the porridge and mounted
chair and seized spoon.
'One moment, Bart" said my
host. by lingo, We've forgotten to
wash and you're face looks like the
dry bed of a river. Come here a min
ute"
lie led me out of the back door,
where there were waSh-stand and a
pail and tin basin and Il dish of soft
soap. He dipped the pail in rain
barrel and filled the basin, and
washed myself and waited not upon
my host, but made for the table and
! began to eat, being very hungry. af.
ter hastily drying my face on a towel
In a minute he came and sat down
to his own porridge and bread and
D butter.
When he had finished eating he SET
: aside the dishes and | asked:
"NOw could l go and see Sally Dun
t kelberg?'
D What in the world do you want
of Sally Dunkelberg?" he asked.
4 ''Oh, just to play with her." / said
y as / showed him how | could sit OF
r my hands and raise myself from the
4 chair bottom.
p Haven't you any one to play witt
/ at homer?
: only my Uncle Peabody"
4 Don't you like to play with himT
httt Sfn m.
: any longer. He's all tired out, anC
$ my Aunt Deel. too. I've tipped owe
;. every single thing on that place.
e tipped over the honey yesterday
o split it all over everything an,
Il rOoend my clothes. I'm reg'ler pest
e So l want to play with Sally Dunkel
y berg. ! want TO play with her a lit
tie while-just wee little while"
:. Forward march" said he an,
= away we started for the home of tn,
l. Dunkelbergs. The village interested
It me immensely. | had seen it Onl,
Y twice before. People We're mOvin;
Z about in the streets. One thing
r did not fail to notice. Every MAJ
e we met touched his hat as he greete,
: my friend.
p 1t was Il square, frame hOuse-tha
l. of the Dunkelbergs-large for tina
a village, and had big dOOryard witt
IS trees in il. AS we came near the Cat
|. l saw Sally Dunkelberg playing wit
e other children among the trees. Sud
n denly / was afraid and began to han
s back. l looked down at my bare fee
t and my clothes, both of which wer
J. dirty. Sally and her friends ha
l stopped their play and were standjn
IS in group looking at us. / near
Sally whisper:
Its that Baynes boy. Don't h
b look dirty?"