The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1919-01-02

I lay shaking with fear and fight.
ing my sorrow and keeping as still as
I could with it, until, wearied by the
strain, I fell asleep.
What befell me that night while
dreamed Of playing with the sweet
faced girl l have wondered often.
Some time in the nigh. Dug Draper
had reached the village Of Canton and
got rid Of me. He had probably put
me out at the water trough. Kind
hands had picked me up and carried
me to a little veranda that fronted
| the dOor of a law office. There I
slept peacefully until daylight. when
/ felt a hand on my face and awOke
suddenly. | remember that l felt
cold. A kindly faced nan was lean
ing over me.
Hello, boy" said he. "Where did
you come frOm?"
I was frightened and confused, but
his gentle voice treasured me.
"Uncle Peabody" l called, as I
arose and looked about me and be-
gan to cry.
The man lifted me In his arms and
held me close to his breast and tried
to comfort me. l remember seeing
the Silent Woman pass while I was
In his arms.
"Tell me what's your name," he
urged.
Barton Baynes," 1 said as soon as
I could speak.
"Where do you liver
"In Lickitysplit."
"How did you get herer"
"Dug Draper brought me. Do you
know where Sally Dunkelberg livesT"
as she the daughter Of Horace
DunkelbergT"
"Mr. and Mrs. Horace Dunkelberg,"
1 amended.
"Oh, yes, 1 know her. Sally is a
friend of mine. Well get some break
fast and then Wen go and lind her."
He carried me through the open
door of his office and set me down
at his desk. The cold air of the
night had chilled me and / IA shiv-
ering.
you sit there and I'll have a fire
going in a minute and get you warm
ed up"
He wrapped me in his coat and went
into the back room and built a fire
in q small stove and brought me in
and set me down beside it. He made
some porridge in a kettle WI lie l sat
holding my little hands Over the stove
to warm them, and a sense of COM
fort grew in me.
He dipped some pOrridge into bowls
and put them on a small table. My
eyes had watched him with growing
interest and | got to the table about
as oon as the pOrridge and mounted
a chair and seized a spoon.
zone moment, Bart" said my
wash and you're face looks like the
dry bed of a river. Come here a min
Ute"
He led me out of the back door,
where there were a wash-stand and a
pail and tin basin and a dish Of soft
soap. He dipped the pail in a rain
barrel and filled the basin, and I
washed myself and waited not upon
my host, but made for the table and
began to eat, being very hungry, af-
ter hastily drying my face on a towel.
In a minute he came and sat down
to his w porridge and bread and
butter
When he had finished eating he set
aside the dishes and l asked:
snow could 1 go and see Sally Dun
kelbergY
what in the world do you want
Of Sally Du%nkelbergH" he asked.
"Oh, just to play with her." I said
as l showed him how / could sit on
my hands and raise myself from the
chair bottom.
Haven't you any one to play with
at homer"
"Only my Uncle Peabody"
"Don't you like to play with himr'
"Oh, some,. but he can't stand me
any longer. He's all tired out, and
my Aunt Deel, too. I've tipped over
every single thing on that ylace. !
tipped over the honey yesterday
, split it all over everything and
rooend my clothes. I'm a reg'ler pest.
SO 1 want to play with Sally Dunkel-
berg. | want to play with her a lit.
tie while-just q wee little while"
forward, march" said he and
away we started for the home of the
D~unkelbergs. The village interested
me immensely. / had seer it only
twice before. People were moving
about in the streets. One thing
did not fail to notice. Every man
we met touched his hat as he greeted
my friend.
1t was a square, frame house-tha,
of the Dunkelbergs-large for thai
village. and had a big dooryard witt
trees in it. AS We came near the gate
I saw Sally Dunkelberg playing witt
other children among the trees. Sud
denly l was afraid and began to hans
back. I looked down at my bare fee
and my clothes. both Of which wer;
dirty. Sally and her friends ha(
stopped their play and were standing
In a yroup lnokipo af uS Noarf