The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-05-10

headstun an hide it, but he'll never
know it's dOne-nO. sir-nOt til ne
gifts TO the judgment seat, anyway"
The old man rose and Strengthened
himself and blew out his breath and
brushed his hands upon his trousers
by way of stepping down into this
world again out of the close and dusty
loft of his memory. But l called him
| back.
What has become of EnOch? /
asked.
oval, sir, Enoch started off West
I bout three year ago an we amt heard
/ q word from him since that day-nary
word. mister. | suppose we will some
tine. He grew into good man, but
there was a kind of a queer streak in
! the blood, as We might say. on both
sides kind o.. We've wrote letters out
TO Wisconsin. where he was p'intin'
| for, an to places on the way, but we
can't git no news bout him. Mebbe
he was killed by the Injuns."
We walked out of the graveyard to-
gether in silence.
could see a glimmer of Il light In
the thicket of pines down the valley. |
uEhitched and mounted my horse.
Take the first turn to the right"
said the old man as he picked up his
scythe.
I'm very much obliged 10 you" I
said.
mo We amt, nuther," he answered.
'Ieastways there amt no reason why
We should be-"
My horse, impatient as ever to find
the end of the road, hurried me along
ana in a moment or two we were down
under the pine grove that surrounded
the house of old Squire FullertOn-a
big, stone house with a graveled road
around it. A great black dog came
front porch. / rode around the house
and he followed. Beyond the windows
could see the CLEAN of candlelight
and moving figures. A man came out
of the back door as / neared it.
who's there?" he demanded.
MY name is Barton Baynes from
ST. Lawrence county. Kate Fullerton
is my friend and wish to see her"
Come up to the steps, sor. Don't
git off yer horse-'til I've chained the
dog. Kate'll be out in minute"
He chained the dog to the hitching
post and as he did so loud, long
wailing cry broke the silence of the
house. 1t put me i'm mind of the com
bered hearing the minister describe
years before at the little schoolhOuse
in Lickitysplit. How it narrowed me
The man went into the house. Soon
he came out of the door with lighted
candle in his hand, d woman following
How wildly remember the little muir
muir of delight that came from her lips
WHEEL he held the candle so that its
light fell upon my face! / jumped of
my horse and gave the reins to the
woman, whom loved for her sorrows
and for my debt TO her, and raineC
kisses upon her withered cheek. or
God what a moment it was for botf
of us!
The way she held me to her breast
and patted my shoulder and said "my
boy i'm low, faint. treble voice 81
like that of a child-it is one of the
best memories that l take with me int
the new life now so near, from which
there is no returning.
She led me into the house. Sh,
looked very neat now-in a blacl
gown over which was spotless whit,
. apron and collar of lace-and mucl
more slender than when l had seer
her last. She took me into q larg,
. room in the front of the house with 8
carpet and furniture, handsome one,
but now worn and decrepit. Old. time
stained engravings of scenes from tn,
Bible, framed in wood, hung on tn,
] walls.
l told all that I had heard from
r nome and Of my life in CObleskill bu