The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1921-07-15

] orator is born with all the rneto-k hi
) needs. Rhetoric is a steeJ ror a Aghl
load under the saddle, but he's toe
was for the day of the piumed knight
not for these times. No man OF
sense would use a prancing horse on
a pillow or a stone boat. A good pillow
horse is a beautiful thing. The play
of his muscles, the power OF his stride
are poetry to me, but when he tries
to put on style he is ridiculous. That
suggests what rhetoric Is apt to do to
the unframed intellect. II you've
anything to say or write, head straight
across the field and keep your eye on
the furrow."
In the last diary of Samson Henry
Traylor Is this entry:
II went to Gettysburg with the Pres
ident today and sat neal him when he
spoke. Mr.. Everett addressed the
crowd for an hour or so. AS Kelso
would say He rode the ~prancing steed
Of Rhetoric My old friend went
straight across the field. When he
finished, the field, plowed and har-
rowed and fertilized by war, had been
sowed for all time. The springs work
was done and well done"
At a quarter Of ten the doctor rose
and said:
"We're keeping Abe from his sleep
and wearing the night away with phi
losophy. I'm going home"
81 came over to see If you could find
a man to help me tomorrow" Samson
said to Abe. "Harry is going over TO
do the thinking alone. l want a man
to help me on the whIpsaw while I cut
some boards for the upper flooring"
"Iu help you myself" Abe proposed.
81 reckon I'll close the store tomor-
row unless Jack will tend It,"
"You can count on me-" said Jack.
sIm short of sleep anyhow n a day
of rest will do m good"
Abe went with his friends to the
door beyond which the two boys from
CIary's Grove sat as If sound asleep
1t is probable, however, that they had
heard what Samson had said TO Abe.
Next morning Abe and Samson set
out for the woods soon after daylight
81 like that boy Harry" said Abe,
81 reckon he's got good stuff in him.
The way he landed on Bap McNoll
was a caution. | like to see a Teller
an Invitation Just in the nick o. time.
as he did. That boy is a likely young
and timber and well put
together and broad between the eyes"
"An' gentle as a kitten" Samson
added. "There never was a better
face on a boy or a better heart behind
t. We like him."
"Yes, sir. He's a well topped young
ree-straight and sound and good
imber. Looks as If that little girl O.
lacks was terribly took up with him.
don't wonder"
"What kind of a girl is she?" Sam
asked.
awful shy since the arrow hit her.
,he don't know what it means yet.
;he'l get used to that, l reckon. She's .
good girl and smart as a steel trap" 9
Harry Needles went whistling up 4
road toward the new house with y
ickle. hoe and trowel. AS he passed ]
he Kelso cabin he whistled the tune Z
{ Sweet Nightingale" 1t had haunted g
Is mind since he had heard 1t In the 1
FOODS. He whistled as loudly as ever b
e could and looked at the windows. .
iefore he had passed, Bins face s.
,oked out at him with a smile and Il
err hand fickered back of the panes y
nd he waved his TO her. His heart
eat fast as he hurried along.
I'm not so very young" he said to
81 wish I hadn't put on these 81
d clothes. Mrs. Traylor Is an awful o.
ice woman but she's determined to
axe me look like a pillow horse. S,
Dn't see why she couldn't let me d
ear decent clothes" CO
Sarah had enjoyed mothering the Of
". His health had returned. His b;
leeks were ruddy. his lark eyes clear |
Id bright, his tall form erect and
urdy. tn
He had helped Alexander Ferguson 20
til the making Of the fireplace and 81
lew how to mix the mortar. He -
orked with a will, for his heart was
the new home. 1t was a fine Sep
mber morning. The far reaches OF
e great, grassy plain were dimmed
tn haze. 1t was a vast, fowery will.
rness. waving and murmuring in the
eeze like an ocean. How long those
res, sown by the winds OF heaven,
n waited for the DlOwman now ar.