The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1919-04-25
He writes to me every week. Come

you were going to leave your place In
Cobleskill," she continued to my sur.
prise. "He said that he was glad you
had decided not to stay"
1t was joyful news to me. for the
| senator's silence had worried me and |
+, had begun to think with alarm of my
| future.
81 wish that he would take you to
Washington to help him. The poor
| man has too much TO do"
81 should think II great privilege
to co." I answered.
"My boy likes YOU" she went on.
"You have been brought up just as he
was. | used to read to him every eve
ming when the candles were lit. How
h ord he worked to make man of him
self / have known the mothers joy.
can truly say, Now let thy servant
depart In peace.
"'For mine eyes have seen thy sal.
vation,'" quoted.
"You see know much about you
and much about your aunt and uncle"
said Mrs Wright.
She left me for mcInca: and soon
the whole household was gainercd
about me on The pOr':h. the rlC'. huv-
ing come up from the iirlds They put
my horse in the barn and prres"d ne
to stay for dinner, which dh,. As |
was going the gentla old !ury gave
me pair III llittcns which he. d!,tn.
guishcd son bad worn during us last
winter IN college. | rea,cEiLef well
how tenticrly She handled them
II hope that Silas VIII! ger you to
help him"-those were The last words
she snl1 to :l.s when 1 hade her good
by.
Tho shadows were long wLc:: got
TO Canterbury. At the read a. its
main street ] loOke,i down upon Il vii
lage green and some fine oll Gins. II
was s!ngularly quiet place ! stopped
in front of Il big white meeting house.
An old man was moving III i's grave
yard near the highway. Slowly he
swung his scythc.
do you know whore Kate Fullerton
lives?" asked.
Wei. It's purity likely that do" he
answered rs he stood resting on his
srath. I've lived sevcE,J-two years
on this hill come the fourteenth dny o
June. an II didn't know where she
lived I'd he 'shamed of it, Do yon see
that big house down there In the
trees?"
! could see the place al when he
pointed far back from the village street
In the valley below us. the h0;sc lear
ly hidden by tall evcrgrcenS.
Yes" ; answered.
wal, that's the Squire Fullerton
place--he's Hates father"
Does the squire live there?"
NO. sir-not eggzacly. He's dyin'
tbe-e-becn dyin' there for two year
er more. BY gosh It'e wonderful how
hard It's fer some folks to qui, breath
in. Say. be you any o. his family?"
NO"
Nor no friend o. his?"
"NOr
Course not. He never had q friend
In his lfe-too mean! Hos too mean
to die, mister--too mean fer hell an I
wouldn't wonder-honest, wouldn't
mebbe that's why God Is kceplr' him
hero--jest to meller him up little.
Say mister, be you in hurry?"
"No."
"Say. hitch yer boss an come in
here. 1 want to show We suthin'."
l dismOunted and hltched my horse
to the fence and followed him into the
old churchyard. between weather.
stained messy headstones and graves
overgrown with wild roses. Near the
far end of these thick-sOwu acres he
stopped.
Here's where the buryin' begun"
said my guide. "The frs: hole Ii the
ELL was dug for Fullerton"
There were many small monuments
and slabs Of marble--some spotted
with lichens and all in commemoration
Of departed Fullertons.
"Say. look a that" said my guide as
he pulled aside the stem of leafy
brier red with roses. Jest read that,
mister"
My keen eyes slowly spelled out the
time-wOrn words on q slab Of stained
marble:
Sacred to the memory of
Katherine Fullerton
1787-1S06
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 l heard loud rapping
at its door which confused mo UNTIL
looking out, saw the strange truth Of
the matter. Rose leaves and blossoms
seemed to be trying to hide 1t with
their beauty, but In vain.
81 understand" said.
"No We don't. Leastways l don't be-
lieve We do-not correct. Squire Full
lerton dug a grave here an had an
empty coffin put into 1t away back in
1906. II 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 II, guess. Say, mister, do ye know
why he sent her thereT
/ shook nv head