The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1919-03-06
SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER I-Barton Baynes. orphan. I
u taken 20 live with his uncle. Peabody /
Baynes. and his Aunt Deel on a farm on |
Nattleroad In "A neighbOrhood called Lick
tyeplt, about the year 1896 Barton meets
sally Dunkelberg about his own age, but
socially OF n class above the Bayneses
and IL fascinated by the pretty face
and nne clothes.
CHAPTER n-Barton meets Rowing
Kate. known IN the neighborhood as the
silent Woman" Amos Grimshaw. young
son OF the richest man In the township,
II visitor at the Baynes home, and
Rowing Kate tells the fortunes OF the two
boys. predicting n bright future for Bar
ton and death on the gallows for Amos.
Reproyed for an act OF boylsh mischief
Barton runs away. intending TO make his
homo with the Dunkelbergs. He reaches
the village OF Canton and falls into a
sleep OF exhaustion on porch. There
nent man In public Affairs, who, knowing
Peabody Baynes, takes Barton home af-
ter buying him new clothes.
CHAPTER Irr-Barton and his uncle
and aunt visit Canton and hear Sias
Wright read n sermon.
CHAPTER Iv-snas Wright evinces
much interest In Barton. and sends box
OF books and magazines 90 the Baynes
home. The election OF Sllas Wright TO
the United States senate Is announced.
CHAPTER v-when Barton Is twelve
years old he becomes aware OF the ex-
fstence OF wonderful and mysterious
power known as Money" and learns
derful thing Grimshaw is the most power
ful and greatly dreaded man In the COM
mnnity; most OF the settlers being n his
Mr.. Wright leaves n note In n sealed en-
yelope. which Barton In TO read on the
nrst night when he leaves home to at
tend school
CHAPTER Wharton n asked 20
drive a load to mill. arrives safely. but
In snowstorm. unable to see the road.
wheel OF the wagon IL broken. Uncle
Peabody manages to get together
enough 90 satisfy Grimshaw and obtain
an extension.
What n fearful word II was that
had spokenl What panic II made In
the little dooryardl The man gasped
and jerked the reins and shouted to
his horses and began swearing. The
woman uttered n little scream and the
children ran crying 10 her side.
The physical facts which are further
related 10 this tragedy are Of little
moment to me now. The stranger was
dead and we took his body 10 our home
and my uncle set out for the constable.
Over and over again that night I told
the story Of the shooting. We went to
the scene OF the tragedy with lanterns
and fenced Il of and put some men
on guard there.
In the morning they found the rob
ber's footprints I'm the damp dirt OF
the road and measured them. The
x..Aa al
element and searching the woods and
fields for the highwayman.
The stranger was buried. There was
nothing upon him to indicate his name
or residence. Weeks passed with no
news OF the man who had slain him.
wood broken out OF Its stock. but no
one knew OF any such weapon In or
near Lickityspllt.
One day Uncle Peabody and drove
mp TO Grimshaw's TO make payment
of money. i remember II was gold
and silver which we carried In little
sack. ! asked where Amos was and
Mrs. Grimshaw-a timid. tired-looking.
bony little woman who was never seen
outside OF her own house-said that
ne was working out on the farm Of a
Mr.. Beekman near Plattsburg. He had
gone over on the stage late In June
20 hire out for the haying. observed
that my uncle looked very thoughtful
as we rode back home and had little
TO say.
"You never had any idee who that
robber was. did yer" he asked by and
by.
"No-I could not see plain-it was
90 dusk" said.
The swift words. "Your money or
your llfe." came out Of my memory
and rang In IT, I felt Its likeness to
the scoldlng demands OF Mr.. Grim
shaw. who was forever saying In ef-
feet:
"Your money or your homei"
That was like demanding our lives.
because we couldn't live without our
home. Our all was In II. Mr. Grim
shaw's gun was the power he had over
was l credit him with never realiz-
ing how terrible.
We came TO the sandhills and then
Uncle Peabody broke the silence by
saying:
II wouldn't give fifty cents for as
much o. this land as bird could fly
around In day"
Then for a long time heard only
the sound OF feet and wheels muffied
In the sand. while my uncle sat look
ing thoughtfully Mt the siding. When
! spoke to him he seemed not to hear
me.
Before we reached home I knew
what was In his mind. but neither
dared speak OF II.
People came from Canton and all
the nelghboring villages to see and talk I
with me. and among them were the
Dunkelbergs. Unfounded tales Of my
bravery had gone abroad.
Sally seemed 10 be very glad to see ,