Connecticut western news., 1919-03-27

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lion III the human spirit as shall I'M
peril the dearest possession of man.
If one Is to follow the compass he
can have but one knights God.
I am near the end. / rode back to
Baltimore that forenoon. They had
nominated Mr.. Polk of Tennessee for
president and Silas Wright for vice
president, the latter by acclamation.
knew that Wright would decline the
honor, as he did.
I hurried northward to keep my ap-
pointment with Sally. The boats were
slowed by fog. At Albany I was day
behind my schedule. I should have
only an hours leeway if the boats on
the upper lakes and tho Stage from
plattsburg were en- limo. l feared to
trust them. So I caught the west
bound train and reached Utica three
hours late. There ! bought a good
horse and his slGG.A and bride and
hurried up the me-, read. When he
was near spent traded him for WELL
knit Morgan mare ~ in tie little vii
lGge of Sandy CrCrE. Oh, knew q
good horse as well as the next man
and q better one than she I never
owned-ncver. I was back in my sad
die at six in the afternoon and stopped
for feed and an hours rest at nine and
rode on through the night. reached
the hamlet of Richville soon after day
break and put out for a rest Of two
hours. l could take it easy then. At
seven o'clock the mare and I started
again, well fed and eager to go on.
It was summer morning that short
ems the road-even that of the young
lover. Its air was sweet with the
breath of the meadows. The daisies
and the clover and the cornflowers
and the wild roses seemed to be wav-
ing q welcome to me, and the thorn
trees-shapely ornament Of my native
hills-were in blossom. A cloud of
pigeons swept across the blue deep
above my head. The great choir of
the fields sang to me-bobolinks, song
sDarrows, meadowlarks, bluebirds,
varblers, wrcns, and far away in the
edge of Il spruce thicket I heard the
flute of the white-throated sparrow.
I bathed at brook in the woods
and put on cleaD silk shirt and tie
out of my saddlebags. rode slowly
then to the edge of the village of Can
ton and turned at the bridge and took
the river road, although had time to
spare. How my heart was beating as
I neared the familiar scenel The
river slowed it's pace there, like dis
corning traveller, to enjoy the beauty
Of its shores. Smooth and silent was
the water and in it were the blue Of
the sky and the feathery shadow-spires
o. cedar and taIGarack and the reflect
cd blossoms of iris and meadow rue.
Il was lovely scene.
There was the pine, but where was
my lady? I dismounted and tied my
lacked twenty minutes to eleven. She
would GOMEZ had no doubt of it. /
washed my hands and face and neck
In the cool water. Suddenly heard
voice knew singing: Barney
Leave the Girls Alone" i turned and
saviour mother, my son. (These
last lines were dictated to his son.
She was in the stern of birch canoe,
all dressed in white with roses In her
hair. l raised my hat and she threw
kiss at me. Old Kate sat in the bow
! waving her handkerchief. They
stopped and Sally asked in tone of
! playful seriousness:
young man, why have you come
| here?"
"To get you," / answered.
"What do you want Of met" She
! was looking at her face in the water.
ST want to marry you," answered
bravely.
"Then you may help me ashore If
! you please. I am in my best, white
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