Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-01-18

Il wish you would let me know when
he comes," | said.
II am sure he viii let you know,
and, by the way, | have heard from
another friend o. yours, my lad. Ye're
n lucky one to have so many friends
sure ye are. Here. I'll show We the
letter. There's no reason why |
shouldn't. Ye will know Its writer,
probably. I do not"
So saying he handed me this letter
Canterbury, VT,
"June /.
Dear Sir.-I> am interested in the
boy Harton Baynes. Good words about
him have been flying around like
pigeons. When school Is out | would
like to hear from you, what Is the rec
ord2 What do You think Of the soul
In hlmf What kind of work is best
for Il? II you will let me maybe
can help the plans OF God d little. That
is my business and yours. Thanking
you for reading this, ! am, MS ever,
Goods humble servant,
"KATE FULLERTON."
"Why, this is the writing of the ST.
lent Woman" said before l had read
the letter half through.
'Rovln' Kate?7
"Roving Kate; l never knew her 9th.
er name, but saw her handwriting
long ago."
but look-thls Is a neatly written,
well-worded letter an the sheet Is as
white and clean as the new snow. IN
canny womanl They say she carries
the power o. God in her right hand.
So do all the wronged."
II 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 n
kind word--how much they mean to
a 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 dnner-chlcken 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 md 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 We're eating l told them
about the letter Of old Kate.
"Fullertonl" Aunt Deel exclaimed.
"Are ye sure that was the name, Bart7"
"Yes."
Goodness gracious salses allvel"
She and Uncle Peabody gave euch
other looks Of surprised inquiry
DO you know anybody by that
namef" n&ed.
....,''. wv ussu ~ 80, spio AuI,' Avn, Deel us sne
S'''eN 80 N''"s' - " s''e
one o. the Sam Fullertons, can III"
"0h, prob'ly not" said Uncle Pea
body. Back East they's more Fuller
tons than We could shake a stick at"
A week Ioter we hod o,r raising
Uncle peabodv an not want a nuhltc
ralsIng. but Ami Dec, bna hoa har
way. We hod hewea ond mort,sed and
bored the timhers for opr now homo
The neighbors came with nIl,as md
helped 10 raise ana stnv ana cover
them. A great amount of humnn hind.
ness went into the beams. and rafters
OF that home ana Of Others like IL. 1
knew that The Thing was stlll alive
IN the nelghborhood, but even that
could not paralyze the helpful hands Of
those people. Indeed, what was said
q my Uncle Peabody was nothing
more or less than Kind of conversa-
''ohai nrewood cannot think that
any one really believed IT,
We had cheerful day. A barrel of
hard cider had been set up In the door
ynrd' and remember that some drank |
It too freely The he-o-hee of the men
rs they lifted on the pixies and the