Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1919-05-30

@Do yOu know where Kate Fullerton
livesT' asked.
We'll. It's purity likely that I do" be
answered as he stood resting on his
srath. I've lived seventy-two years
ION this hill come the fourteenth day o.
June, an If l didn't know where she
lived I'd be 'shamed of It Do you see
that big house down there In the
treesT
1 could see the place at which ne
pointed far back from the village street
10 the valley below us. the house near.
" hidden by tall evergreens.
YES" answered.
wal, that's the Squire Fullerton
piace--he's Kate's father
Does the squire live theref"
mo, sir-not eggzac1y. He's dyin'
there-been dyin' there for two year
er more. By goshi It's wonderful how
hard it's fer some folks to quit breath
In. Say, be you any o. his family?"
"No."
"Nor no frieSd o. hisT'
'NoP
Course not. he never had a friend
In his life-too meant Hes too mean
to die, mister--too mean fer hell an /
wouldn't wonder--honest, wouldn't
mebbe that's why God is keepin' him
here-jest to meller him up a little.
Say, mister, be You In hurry7"
"No."
"Say. hitch yer boss an come in
here. want to show ye suthln'."
1 dismounted and hitched my horse
to the fence and followed him into the
old churchyard, between weather.
stained messy headstones and graves
overgrown with wild roses. Near the
far end of these thick-sown acres he
stopped.
Here's where the buryin' begun"
said my guide. ''The first hole In the
hill was dug for Fullerton"
There were many small monuments
and slabs of marble-some spotted
with lichens and all in commemoratiou
Of departed Fullertons.
"Say, look a that" said my guide as
he pulled aside the stem of a leafy
brier red with roses 'Jest read thar.
mister"
My keen eyes slowly spelled out the
time-worn words on slab of stained
marble:
Sacred to the memory OF
katherine Fullerton
17S7-1S06
Proclaim his Word In every place
That they are dead who fan from grace~
A dark shadow fell upon the house
of my soul and 1 heard loud ranping
at its door which confused me until.
looking out, saw the strange truth OF
the matter. Rose leaves and blossoms
seemed to be trying to hide it with
their beauty, but in vain.
81 understand" said.
mo We don't. Leastways don't be-
lieve We do--not correct. Squire Full
lerton dug a grave here an had an
empty coffin put into 1t away back in
1906. 1t means that he wanted every
body to understan' that his girl was
Jest the same as dead to him an to
God. Say, he knew all about Gods
sent more folks to hell than there are
in it, / guess. Say, mister, do We know
why he sent her thereY
shook my head
'sYis ye do, too. It's the same or
thing thet's been sendin' women to
nell ever since the world begun. Ye
know he'll must "a been the invention
of a man--that's sartin-an' it was
mostly fer women an chsldren--that's
sartiner-an' fer all the men that
didn't agree with him. Set down here
an I'll tell We the hull story. My days
work is DONE"
We sat down together and he went
on as follows:
"Dal We ever see Kate Fullerton?"
eyes"
mo ye didn't, nuther. Yer too young.
Mebbe We seen her when she was old
an broke down, but that want Kate
no more'n I'm Bill Tweedy, which ]
amt. Kate was as handsome as a
golden robin. Hair yeller, as his breast
an feet as spry as his wings an
voice as sweet as his song, an eyes as
bright as his'n-yis, sir-ye couldn't
beat her fer looks. That was years
and years ago. Her mother died when
Kate was ten year old-there's her
grave in there with the sickle an the
sheaf an the portry on 1t. That was
unfort'nit an no mistake. Course the
squire married ag'in but the new wife
want no kin6 of u mother to the girl,
an you know, mister, there was d
young scoundrel here by the name o.
GrImshaw. His father was a rich man
owned the cooper shop an the saw
min an the tannery an a lot o. cleared
land down in the valley. He KEEP COM
p'ny with her fer two or three year.
Then all of sudden folks began to
talk--the women in particular. Ye
know men invented hell an women
keep up the fire. Kate didn't look right
to 'em. Fust we knew, young Grim
shaw had dropped her an was keepin'