Connecticut western news., 1919-02-27

went swiftly to satisfy the demands of vanity or pride or appetite. have seen them literally put out of house and home, thrown neck and crop into the street, as 1t were, by one or the other of these heartless creditors each a grasping usurer with unjust claims.
 l remember that Rodney Barnes called for my chest and me that fine morning in early June when was to go back to the hills, my years work in school being ended. elected to walk, and the schoolmaster went with me five miles or more across the flats to the slope of the high country.
 "Soon the senator will be coming" he remarked. "I have a long letter from him and he asks about you and your aunt and uncle. think that he's fond O you, boy"
 "I wish you would let me know when he comes," said.
 "r am sure he will let you know, and, by the way, I have heard from another friend O yours, my lad. Ye're a lucky one to have SO many friends sure ye are. Here, I'll show ye the letter. There's no reason why shouldn't. Ye will know its writer, probably. do not"
 So saying he handed me this letter:
 Canterbury, Vt,
 June l.
 Dear Sir.-I am interested in the boy Barton Baynes. Good words about him have been flying around like pigeons. When school is out I 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 I can help the plans of God a 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 Si- lent Woman" said before I had read the letter half through.
 "Rovin' Kate7' Rowing Kate; never knew her oth- CT name, but l saw her handwriting long ago."
 But look-this is n 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."
 'I wonder why Kate is asking about me-" said.
 "Never mind the reason. She is your friend and let us thank God for if. 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 a kind word-how much thcy mean to n boy who is choosing his way with q growing sense of loneliness.
 reached the warm welcome of our little home just in time for dinner. They were expecting me and 1t was a regular company dInner-chlcken pie and strawberry shortcake.
 How we'll 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 
 about the late visit of Alma Jones and Mir. and Mrs. Lincoln!
 While we were eating I told them about the letter of old Kate.
 "Fullertonl" Aunt Deel exclaimed. Are ye sure that was the name, Bart7"
 "Yes."
 Goodness gracious sakes alivem
 She and Uncle Peabody gave each other looks of surprised inquiry.
 Do you know anybody by that name?" asked.
 "We used to-" said Aunt Deel as she resumed her eating. Cant be she's one O the Sam Fullertons, can itT'
 "Oh, prob1y not" said Uncle Pen- body. "Buek East they's more Fuller tons than ye could shake a stick at
 A week later We had our raising. Uncle Peabody did not want n public raising. but Aunt Deel had had her way. We had hewed and mortised and bored the timbers for our new home. The neighbors came with bikes and helped to raise and stay and cover them. A great amount of human kind ness went into the beams and rafters of that home and of others like 1t. l knew that The Thing was still alive in the neighborhood, but even that could not paralyze the helpful hands of those people. Indeed, what was said of my Uncle Peabody was nothing more or lesg than n kind of conversa- tional firewood. I cannot think that any one really believed it.
 We had a cheerful day. A barrel of hard cider had been set up in the door yard, and remember that some drank it too freely. The he-o-hee of the men as they lifted on the bikes and the sound of the hammer and beetle rang in the air from morning until night. Mrs. Rodney Barnes and Mrs. Dorothy cane to help Aunt Deel with the cook.