Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1919-04-03

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thank you for the right to vote-when
I am old enough"
Vividly, too, I remember his gentle
smile as he looked down at me and
said in a most kindly tone:
II think it a great honor to hear
you say that"
He put his hands upon my shoulders
and turning to the senator said:
"Wright, 1 often wish that I had
your modesty." p.
81 need it much more than you d."
the senator laughed.
Straightway I left them with an
awkward bow and %blushing to the
roots of my hair.
AS I neared the home of Mr.. Hacket
I heard hurrying footsteps behind me
end the voice of Sally calling my name.
I stopped and faced about.
How charming she looked as she
walked toward me! I had never seer
her quite so fixed up.
"Bart," she said. 81 suppose you're
not going to speak to me-"
eff you'll speak to me-" 1 answered,
II love to speak to you," she said.
"I've been looking all around for you
Mother wants you to come over to
dinner with us at just twelve o'clock
You're going away with father as soon
as we get through"
I wanted to go but got the notion all
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need of information about me and thai
the time had come to impart it. Sc
then and there that ancient Olympus
of our family received notice as il
we're.
81 can't" I said. give got to study
my lessons before 1 go away with YOU
father"
1t was a blow to her. I saw the
shadow that fell upon her face. She
was vexed and turned and ran ava
from me without another word and
felt a pang of regret as I went to thu
lonely and deserted home of tn
schoolmaster.
At twelve-thirty Mr.. Dunkelber:
came for me, with a housekeeping
horse in a new harness and a shiny
still-running buggy. He wore glove
and a beaver hat and sat very cree
and had little to say.
ST hear you met the president" h,
remarked.
"Yes, sir. I was introduced to hin
this morning." I answered a bit to,
proudly, and wondering how he ha,
heard of my good fortune, but deepl.
gratified 1t his knowledge Of 1t.
"What did he have to say?"
1 described the interview and tn
looks of the great man. Not, nue.
more was said as we sped ava,
toward the deep woods and the hig]
hills.
l was eager to get home but won
dered why he should be going with m
to talk. with Mr.. Grimshaw and m,
uncle. Of course 1 suspected that i
had to do with Amos, but how l knew
not. He hummed in the rough goini
and thoughtfully ficked the bushe
; with his whip: I never knew a NOR
, persistent hummer.
Aunt Deel shook hands with MI
, Dunkelberg and then came to me ant
l said:
"Wal, Bart Baynes! I never was 81
glad to see anybody in all the days G
my life-ayes! We been lookin' VI
| the road for an hour eyes! You
come right into the house this min
ute-both O. YOU"
The table was spread with tn
things I enjoyed most-big, brown bis
cults and a great comb Of honey sur
rounded with it's nectar and a pitche
of milk and a plate of cheese and som
jerked meat and an apple pie.
"Set right down an eat-I jus
want to see We eat-ayes l do"
Mr.. Grimshaw came soon after w
l had finished our luncheon. He hitche'
his horse at the post and came in.
: "Good day." he said, once, and TO
all, as he came in at the open door
i "Baynes, 1 want to have a talk wit
: you and the boy. Tell me what yo