The Red Cloud chief., 1921-10-06
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~ 'isuBNt EfulIN IlS
was expecting to find Ann and max,
good his promise to marry her"
poor fooli It's a sad story nj
around" said Abe Lincoln. Hes not
a bad fellow, ! reckon, but he broke
AIMS heart. Didn't realize what u
tender thing II was. I can't forgive
him"
In the middle Of the afternoon they
anne In sight Of the home of Henry
Brimstead.
Here's where we stop and feed,
and listen to Henry's secrets" sale
Samson.
The level fields were cut into
squares outlined by wooden stakes.
Brimstead was moving the grass In
his %dooryard. He dropped his scythe
and came TO welcome the travellers.
"Say, don't you know that you are
standing I'm the center OF a large and
promising city," he said to Samson.
"Y0u are standing at the corner Of
Grand venue and Empire street. In
the growing city Of E Dorado, near
the great water highway OF Illinois,"
Brimstead declaimed.
"Where's the growin'7' Samson de-
handed.
Brimstead came closer and said In q
confidential tone: 'If you stand right
where you are an listen, you'll hear Il
CROWN"
ut sounds a good deal like a turnip
CROWN In a garden" Samson re.
marked. thoughtfully.
"Glve It n fair chance" Brimstead
went on. "Two cellars have been dug
over there I'm the pasture. One is for
the town hall and the other for the
university which the Methodists are
going to build. A railroad has been
surveyed and Is expected this sum.
mer. Every corner lot has been sold
and paid for, half cash and half
notes.
'The brokers In Chicago got the
cash and you got the notes?"
"You've said 1t. I've got a drawer
full Of notes"
"And you've quit farming"
"Say. I'll tell We the land has gone
M so II wouldn't pay. Peasley an I
cal'nte that we're goin' to git rich this
summer sellin' lots"
awake up. man. You're dreamin',"
said Samson.
Henry came close to Samson and
said I'm a confidential tone: "Say,
mebbe the whole state Is dreamin' an
yellin' I'm Its sleep bout canals an
schools an factories an mills an rail
roads. We're hayln' a good time, any.
way"
This reminded Abe Lincoln OF the
story:
"There was n man In Pope county
who came home one evening and sat
down in the middle Of the barn floor
and began to sing. His wife asked
him:
"'Are you drunk or crazy or a
fool?'"
"T don't know what you'd call It,
but I know | mint got a darn bit to
spare he answered, with a whoop of
JOY"
you're all goin' to roll out o. bed
and hit the floor with q bump" said
Samson.
Brimstead declared in his usual
tone or confidence:
1.-THE worst part o. helm n fool Is
lOnesomeness. ] was the only one In
Flea valley. Now I shall he In the COM
pany of n governor an dozens o, well
known statesmen. You'll be the only
lonesome man In Illinois,"
81 sometimes fear that he will en-
Joy the loneliness of WISDOM" said
Honest Abe.
"In some parts OF the state every
farmer owns his own private city"
Samson declared. ~ hope Henry
Brimstead does as well raising cities
as he did raising grain. He was a
very successful farmer"
~ knew you'd make fun q me hut
when you come again you'll see the
towers an steeples," said Brimstoad.
"Put up your horses and come into
the house and see the first lady OF III
Dorado"
Mrs. Brimstead had their dinner
cooking before the horses were cared
for. "Well, what do you think of
Henry's plans?" she asked.
~ like the farm better"
$50 do l." the woman declared. "But
the men around here have gone crazy
with dreams Of sudden wealth."
"Tve only n word of advice about It.
If those Chicago men sell any more Of
your land make them take the notes
and YOU take the money. Where is
Annabel?"
"Teaching the school at ~HOpcdale."
"Ne're going up to Chicago to see
the Kelsos," said Samson.
"Glad you are. Some rich Teller mp
there ny the name of Davis has fallen
In love with Pin an he don't give her
any peace. He left here last night
goin' north. Owns a lot o. land in
Tazewell county n wears a diamond
In his shirt rs big ms your thumb
nail. Rim has been teaching school In
Chicago this winter. 1t must he n
wonderful place. Every one has loads