Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1921-11-25

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a dog" uuo,os+
Temi I was drunk when l lone II"
samson released his prisoner A
number In the crowd which had gain
cred around them clapped their hanus
and shouted, "Hurrah for inc
strangerl"
A constable took samson's hand
and said: "You deserve a vote OF
thanks. That man and his friends
have made me more trouble nan al
the rest of the drinking men put To-
gether."
"And l am making trouble for my
self" said Samson. II have MADE my
self ashamed. / am no fighting man.
1 was never in such a muss on a pun
lie street before and with Gods heip
II will V happen again.
"Where do you liver the ofheef
asked.
stIn New Salem"
81 wish it was here. We need men
like you."
Samson wrote in his diaryE
"On the way home my heart was
sore. l prayed in silence that Goo
would forgive me for my bad example
to the boy. I promised that | would
not again misuse the strength he mas
given me. In my old home would
have been disgraced by it. The min
lister would have preached OF the de-
struction that follows the violent man
to put him down; the people would
have looked askance at me. Deacon
Somers would have called me aside
to look into my soul, and Judge
Grandy and his wife would not have
invited me to their parties. Here it's
different. A chap who can AXE the
law in his hands and bring the evil
man to his senses, even If he has TO
hit him over the head, is looked up to.
It's a reckless country. You feel 1t as
soon as you get here. In time, I fear,
| shall be as headlOng as the rest OF
them. Some way the news of my act
has got here from Springfield. Sarah
was kind of cut up. Jack Kelso has
nicknamed me The man with the iron
arms and Abe, who is a better man
every way, laughs 81 my embarrass-
ment and says I ought to feel honored.
For one thing Jack Armstrong ha
become a good citizen. His wife has
foxed a pair of brooches for Abe.
They say McNoll has left the country.
There has been no deviltry here since
that day. l guess the gang is broken
up-too much iron in its way
Sarah enjoyed fixing up the cabin.
Jack Kelso had given her some deer
and buffalo skins to lay OF the floors.
The upper room, reached by a stick
ladder, had it's two beds, one of which
Harry occupied. The children slept
below in a trundle bed that was
pushed under the larger one when it
was made up In the morning.
"Some time I'm going to put in a
windletrap and get rid O. that stick
ladder" Samson had said.
Sarah had all the arts of the New
England home maker. Under her
hand the cabin, in color, atmosphere
and general neatness, would have de-
lighted a higher taste than was to be
found on the prairies, save in the
brain of Kelso, who really had some
acquaintance with beauty. To be sure
the bed was in one corner, spread
with its upper cover knit of gray yarn
Io 1.p,np,1:Nn in oo1Or with tha he r1y
Of the log walls. A handsome dark
brown buffalo robe lay beside it. The
rifle and powder horn were hung
above the mantel. The fireplace had
its crane of wrought iron.
Every one in the little village came
to the house warming. The people
were in their best clothes. The women
wore dresses of new calico-save Mrs.
Doctor Allen, who wore a black silk
dress which had come with her from
her late home in Lexington. BIN
Kelso came in a dress of red muslin
trimmed with white lace. Ann Rut-
ledge also wore a red dress and came
with Abe. The latter was father
grotesque in his new linsey trousers.
of a better length than the former
pair, but still too short.
st isn't fair to blame the trousers
or the tailor" he had said when he
had tried them on. MY legs are so
long that the imagination of the tailor
is sure to fall short if the cloth don't.
Next time I'll have EN- made to meas
ure with a ~ten-foot pole instead of a
yardstick. If they're too long l can
roll 'em up and let out a link or two
when they shrink. Ever since 1 was a
boy l have been troubled with shrink
ing pants"
Abe wore a blue s~wallow-tail coat
with brass buttons, the tails of which
were so short as to be well above the
danger Of pressure when he sat down.
His cowhide shoes had been well
blackened; the blue yarn of his socks
showed above them. "These darned
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