The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1919-04-10
'Do you know where Kate Fu,artvs

answered as he stood resting on his
srath. "I've lived seventy-two years
on this hill come the fourteenth day o.
June, an IL didn't know where she
lived I'd be 'shamed of 4. Do you see
that big house down there in tfe
treesT
could see the place at which ne
pointed far back from the village street
In the valley below US, the house ear
ly hidden by tall evergreens.
"Yes," I answered.
"Wal, that's the Squire Fullerton
place-he's Kate's father"
"Does the squire live there?"
mo, sir-not eggzac'ly. He's dyin'
tbere-been dyin' there for two yea,
er more. BY gosh It's wonderful hoN
hard it's fer some folks to quit breath
in. Say, be you any O. his famiVT
mo"
"Nor no friend O. his?"
"No"
"COurse not. He never had frienA
in his life-too mean! He's 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 a hurry"
"No."
"Say, hitch yer boss AZ come In
here. want to show - sutAin :"
1 ismounted and hitched my horse
to the fence and followed hin into the
old churchyard, between weather.
stained messy headstones ami 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
I'LL was dug for Fullerton"
There were many small monuments
and slabs of marble-some spotted
with lchens and all in cOmmemoration
Of departed Fullertons.
'Say, look a that" said my guide os
he pulled aside the stem Of q leafy
brier red W til roses. "Jest read that
mister"
My keen eyes slowly spelled out the
timeworn words on slab Of stained
marble:
| Sacred to the memory or
Katherine Fullerton
| 17y7-1S06
proclaim his Word In every place
That they are dead who fall from hrace.s
A dark shadow fell upon the house
Of my soul and heard loud ripping
at it's door which confused me 1ntil
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" l said.
"No We don't. Leastways I don't be
lieve We dO-not correct: Squire Full
lerton dug grave here an had ar
empty coffin put into 1t away back IL
1906. 1t means that he wanted every
body to understan' that his girl wai
Jest the same as dead to him an tt
God. Say, he knew all about Gods
wishes-that man. Gosh He hal
sent more folks to hell than there are
in it, guess. Say, mister, do We know
why he sent her there?"
shook my head.
"Yis We do, too. It's the same OF
thing that's been sendin' women t.
hell ever since the world begun. "
know hell must "a been the invention
Of q man-that's sartin-an' 1t wal
mostly fer women an children-that'i
sartiner-an' fer all the men that
didn't agree with him. Set down her,
an I'll tell We the hull story. My day.
work is DONE"
We sat down together and he wen
on as follows:
ibid We ever see Kate Fullerton?"
"Yes."
"No We didn't, nuther. Yer too youns
Mebbe We seen her when she was oil
an broke down, but that want Kat,
no more'n I'm Bill Tweedy, which ]
amt. Kate was as handsome as Q
golden robin. Hair yeller as his breast,
an feet as spry as his wings an a
voice as sweet as his song, an eyes al
bright as his'n-yis, slr--ye couldn't
beat her fer looks. That was years
and years ago. Her mother died wher
Kate was ten year old-there's hei
grave in there with the sickle an the
sheaf an the portry on 1T. That wal
unfort'nit an no mistake. Course the
squire married ag'in but the new wife
want no kind Of a mother to the girl
an you know, mister, there was
young scOundrel here by the name o.
Grimshaw. His father was a rich man
owned the cooper shop an the saw.
mill an the tannery an lot o. cleared
land down in the valley. He KEEP com.
p'ny with her fer two or three year.
Then all Of a sudden folks began to
talk-the women In particular. Ys
know men invented hell an womea
keep up the fire. Kate didn't look right
to 'em. Fust we knew, young Grim
shaw had dropped her an was keepin'
comp'ny with another gal--yis, sir. Do
We know whyw
Before could answer he went on:
"No We don't-leastways i don't be-
lieve We do. 1t was cause her father
was richer'n the squire an had prom
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