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that they were subjects regarding
which no honest man could be expect
ed to tell the truth.
AS we ate our dinner they told me
that an escaped slave had come into
neighboriing county and excited the
people with stories of the auction
block and OF negroes driven like yoked
oxen on plantations in South Carolina.
whence he had escaped on steam
boat.
II blIeve I'm goin 10 vote for abo-
lition" said Uncle Peabody. II Won
der what Sile Wright win say to that"
"He'll probably advise against t.; the
time isn't ripe for SO great a change"
was my answer. "He thinks that the
whole matter should be left TO the gla-
cial action OF times forces"
Indeed l had spoken the view of
the sounder men OF the North. The
subject filled them with dread alarm.
But the attitude of Uncle Peabody
was significant. The sentiment In fa-
yor of a change was growing. II was
now 10 be reckoned with. for the abo-
litlon party was said TO hold the bal
ance OF power In New York and New
England and was behaving itself like
bull In a china shop.
After dinner tried to put on some
of my old clothes. but found that my
nakedness had so expanded that they
would not cover it, so l hltched my
white mare on the spring wagon aud
drove to the village for my trunk.
Every week day after that worked
In the fields until the senator arrived
I'm Canton about the middle OF August
on one OF those happy days received
letter from old Kate. dated, TO my
surprise, in Saratoga. II said;
"Dear Barton Baynes: / thought /
would let you know that my father is
dead. i have come here TO rest and
have found some work 20 do. am bet
ter now. Have seen Sally. she is very
beautiful and kind. She does not know
that / am the old witch. have changed
80. The others do not know--it is
better that way. / think II was the
Lord that brought me here. He has
way OF taking care OF some people.
my boy. Do YOU remember when l be-
gan to call you my boy-you were very
little. II is long, long ago since first
saw you In your fathers dooryard-7
you said you were going 10 mill on a
butterfly's back. You looked just as /
thought my boy would look. You gave
me a kiss. What a wonderful gift II
was to me then l began TO love you.
I / have no one else to think OF now.
/ hope you won't mind my thinking so
much OF you.
"God bless you,
KATE FULLERTON"
understood now why the strong
viii and singular insight of this Wom-
an had SO often exercised themselves
| I'm my behalf. / could not remember
the far day and the happy circum-
stance OF which she spoke, but wrote
her letter which must have warmed
her heart am sure.
Silas Wright arrived In Canton and
drove up 70 our home, He reached
our door nt eight In the morning with
( his hound and rifle. He had aged rap
idly since l had seen him last. His
hair was almost white. There were
many new lines In his face. He
seemed more grave and dignifed. He
did not lapse into the dialect OF his
fathers when he spoke OF the ancient
pestimes of hunting and fishing as he
had been wont 10 do.
Bart" he said when the greetings
were over. lets you and me go and
spend a day In the woods. I'll leave
my man here to help your uncle while
you're gone"
We went by driving south few
miles and tramping In TO the foot OF
the saltwater on our rivera trail
long familiar to me. The dog left us
soon after we took 1t and began TO
range over thick wooded hills. We sat
down among small, spirelike spruces
At the rivers edge with long stretch
Of water In sight while the music OF
the hounds voice came family TO our
Ears from the distant forest.
"Oh, I've been dreaming OF this for
long time" said the senator as he
Ieaned back against a tree and filed
ais lungs and looked out upon the wa
Ter, green with lily pads along the
edge and fiecked with the last OF the
white blossoms. II believe you want
20 leave this lovely country"
II am waiting for the call TO CO."
said.
well, I'm inclined 70 think you nre
the kind Of man who ought 20 co." he
answered almost sadly. "You are
needed / have been waiting until we
should meet TO congratulate you on
your behavior at Cobleskill. / think
you have the right spirit-that is the
allimportant matter. You will en-
counter strange company In the game
Of politics. Let me tell you a story"
He told me many stories of his life
In Washington, interrupted by n sound
like that of approaching footsteps. We
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