The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1919-03-27

borhOod of Lickitysplit in the town
OF Ballybeen-a coming man of this
county"
Come on" was the playful remark
OF the president as he took my hand.
I shall be looking for you"
1 had carefully chosen my words
and remember saying, with some dig
nifty, like one in a story book, although
with a trembling voice:
ut is an honor to meet you. sir, and
thank you for the right to vote-when
am old enough"
Wildly, too, I remember his gentle
smile as he looked down at me and
said in most kindly tone:
Il think it q great honor to hear
you say that
He put his hands upon my shoulders
and turning to the senator said:
Wright, I often wish that I had
your mOdesty."
Il need it much more than you do"
the senator laughed.
Straightway left them with an
awkward bow and blushing to the
roots of my hair.
As 1 neared the home of Mr.. Racket
heard hurrying footsteps behind me
and the voice of Sally calling my name.
1 stopped and faced about.
How charming she looked as she
walked toward mel 1 had never seen
her quite so fixed up.
Bart" she said. 81 suppose you're
not going to speak to me-"
IF you'll speak to me-" I answered
u love to speak to you" she said.
1--we 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
wanted TO go but got the notion all
at once that the Dunkelberes were in
need of information about me and that
the time had come to impart it. So
then and there that ancient Olympus
of our family received notice as it
were.
81 can't" I said. 1--WE got to study
my lessons before go away with your
father"
1t was a blow to her. I saw the
shadow that fell upon her face She
was vexed and turned and ran away
from me without another word and I
felt a pang of regret as I went to the
lonely and deserted home of the
schoolmaster.
At twelve-thfrty Mr.. DunkeIbere
came for me, with a housekeeping
horse in n new harness and a shiny.
stiIl-running buggy. He wore gloves
and had little to say.
81 hear you met the president" he
remarked.
Eyes, sir. I was introduced to him
this morning" 1 answered a bit too
proudly, and wondering how he had
heard of my good fortune, but deeply
gratif1ed at his knowledge of it.
what did he have to Say?"
1 described the interview and the
looks of the great man. Not much
more was said as we sped away
toward the deep woods and the high
hills.
I was eager TO get home but won
dered why he should be going with me
to talk with Mr.. Grimshaw and nv
uncle. Of course 1 suspected that it
had to do with Amos, but how I knew
not. He hummed in the rough going
and thoughtfully fiicked the bushes
with his whip. I never knew a more
persistent hummer.
Aunt DeeI shook hands with Mr..
Dunkelberg and then came to me and
said:
wal, Bart Baynesi never was so
oil I'D ~ IN oil do -
my Hfe-ayes! We been lookin' up
the road for an hour = eyesi You
come right into the house this min
ute-both O. you"
The table was spread with the
things I enjoyed most-big, brown bis
cults and a great comb of honey sur
rounded with its nectar and a pitcher
of milk and a plate of cheese and some
jerked meat and an apple pie.
"Set right down an eat-I just
want to see We eat-ayes I dor
Mr.. Grimshaw came soon after we
had finished our luncheon. He hitched
his horse at the post and came in.
Good day" he said, once and for
all, as he came in at the open door.
''Baynes, I want to have a talk with
you anu the boy. len NE WHAT you
know about that murder"
wal, had some business over to
Plattsburg." my uncle began. 'While
I was there I thought I'd go and see
Amos. So I drove out to Beekman's
farm. They told me that Amos had
left there after workin' four days.
They gave him fourteen shiIlins an
he was goin' to take the stage in the
mornin'. He left some time in the
night an took Beekman's rifle with
him. so they said. There was a piece
o. wood broke out o. ths stock O. the