Connecticut western news., 1919-03-13

old churchyard, between weather stained messy headstones and graves cvergrown with wild roses. Near the far end of these thick-sown acres he stopped.
 Here's where the buryin' begun" said my guide. "The first hole in the Eill was dug for Fullerton"
 There were many small monuments and slabs of marble-sOme spotted with 1ichens and all in commemoration of departed Fullertons.
 "Say, look a that" said my guide as he pulled aside the stem of a leafy brier red with roses. "Jest read that, mister.'
 My keen eyes slowly spelled out the time-worn words on a slab of stained marble:
 Sacred to the memory of
 Katherine Fullerton
 1787-1806
 Proclaim his Word in every place That they are dead who fall from grace" A dark shadow fell upon the house of my soul and heard loud rapping at it's doorkwhich confused me until, l the matter. Rose leaves and blossoms seemed to be trying to hide it with their beauty, but in vain.
 q understand" I said.
 "No ye don't. Leastways I don't be- lieve ye do-not correct. Squire Full lerton dug Q grave here an had an empty coffin put into it away back in 1SOG. It means that he wanted every body to understan' that his girl was jest the same as dead to him an to God. Say, he knew all about Gods wishes-that man. Gosh! He has sent more folks to hell than there are in it, guess. Say, mister, do ye know why he sent her there?
 I shook my head.
 ssYis ye do, too. It's the same or thing that's been sendin' women to hell ever since the world begun. Ye know hell must "a been the invention of a man-that's sartin-an' it was mostly fer women an children-that's sartiner-an' fer all the men that didn't agree with him. Set down here an I'll tell ye the hull story. My days work is done."
 We sat down together and he went on as follows:
 "Did ye ever see Kate Fullerton"
 "Yes"
 ''No ye didn't, nuther. Yer too young. Mebbe ye seen her when she was old an broke down, but that want Kate no more'n Pm Bill Tweedy, which l ain't.' Kate was as handsome as golden robin. Hair weller as his breast an feet as spry as his wings an a voice as sweet as his song, an eyes as bright as his'n-yis, sir-ye couldn't beat her fer looks. That was years and years ago. Her mother died when Kate was ten year old-there's her grave in there with the sickle an the sheaf an the portry on it. That was unfort'nit an no mistake. Course the squire married ag'in but the new wife want no kind of a mother to the girl, an you know, mister, there was a young scoundreI here by the name O GrimshaW. His father was a rich man owned the cooper shop an the saw mill an the tannery an lot e cleared land down in thetvalley. He kep' con- pny with her fer two or three year. Then all of a sudden folks began to talk-the women in partic'lar Ye know men invented hell an women keep up the fire. Kate didn't look right to 'em. Fust we knew, young Grim shaw had dropped her an was keepin' comp'ny with another gal-yiS, sir. Lo ye know why?"
 Before I could answer ne went on:
 "NO ye don't-leastWayS l don't be- iieve ye do. tt was cause her father was ricber'n the squire ar had prom tsed his gal ten thousan' dollars the day she was married. All of a sud- den Kate disappeared. We didn't know what had happened fer a long time.
 "One day the or squire got me to dig this grave an put up the he2dstone an then he tOr me the story. He turned the poor gal out O doors. God O Israel! It was in the night-yis, sir it was in the night that he sent her away. Goldarn him! He didn't have no more heart than a grasshopper-no, sir-not a bit. I could "a brained him with my shovel. but I didn't.
 "I found out where the gal had gone an I follered her-yis I did-found her in the poOrhouse way over on [ Pussley Hili-uh huh She jes' put her arms round my neck an cried an cried. I guess twas cause I looked kind O friendly-uh huh! I toP her she should come right over to our house an stay jest as long as she wanted to as soon as she got we'll