The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1921-09-15


there. It's only a quarter Of mile.
I'll show ye the way and we'll all
come over this evening aud have
talkin bee"
Samson was pleased and astonished
by the look Of Brimstead and his
home and his family and the account
Of his success. The man from the
sand fats was cleanly shaved, save
for n black mustache, and neatly
dressed and his face glowed with
health and high spirits. handsome
brown-eyed miss Of seventeen came
gnlloplng mp the road on her pony
and stopped near them.
"Annabel, do you remember this
manY' Brimsead asked.
The girl looked at Samson.
He is the man who helped us out
Of Flea valley" said the girl. Would
YOU mind II | kissed your"
81 would be sorry II you didn't"
said Samson. Here's my boy, Harry
Needles. You wouldn't dare kiss him.
guess"
II would he sorry, too. II you didn't"
Harry laughed as he took her hand
I'm afraid youil have to stay sor-
ry," said ADnabel turning red with
embarrassment II never saw you be-
fore"
Better late than never" Samson
assured her. you don't often see n
better fellow"
The girl laughed with subtle look
Of agreement In her eyes. Then came
up from the barn the ragged little
lad Of No Santa Claus Land-now a
sturdy, bright-eyed. handsome boy Of
twelve.
The horses were put out and all
went In to supper.
After supper Brimstead showed
models Of a moving machine with a
cut bar six feet long. and a pillow
which would turn two burrows.
That's what we need on these
pralries," said Samson. Something
that1l turn 'em over and cut the crop
quicker"
SAY. I'll tell ye." said Brimstead
rs II about TO disclose a secret. These
great stretches Of smooth. rich land
JUS everlastingly ram the spurs into
you and keep your brain galloplng
Mine Is goin' night and day. The
prairies are a new thing and you've
got to tackle 'em in a new way. II
tell you the seeding and planting and
moving and reaping and threshing is
all going TO be done by machinery and
horses. The wheel will be the foun-
dalton Of the new era"
You're right" said Samson
How are you gettin' alon9f
Rather slow" Samson answered
ITS hard 10 get our stun to market
down In the Sangamon country. Our
river isn't navigable yet. We hope
that Abe Lincoln. who has just been
elected TO the legislature. will he able
to get IT widened and Strengthened
and cleaned up so n will he OF some
use To us down there"
1--WE heard OF him They call him
Honest Abe don't theyf
"Yes; and he IL honest IL man
ever was"
"Is he going to marry the Rutledge
girl?' was the query OF Mrs. Brim-
stead
81 don't think So" Samson an
swered, a little surprised AZ her knowl.
edge Of the attachment. Hes ss hum.
~ ms Sam Hin and dresses rough and
amt real handy with the gals. Some
fellers are kind q fenced in with hum
illness and awkwardness."
THE boys around here are oil
fenced In" said Annabel. "There's
nobody here of my age but Lanky Pet
ers. who looks like fish, and a red
headed Irish boy with a wooden leg"
The Peasleys arrived and the men
and women spent delightful hour
travelling without WEAKNESS over the
long trail to beloved scenes and the
days Of their youth. Every days end
thousands were going east on that
trail, each TO find his pot OF gold at
the foot OF the rainbow of memory.
Before they went to bed that night
Brimstead paid his debt to Samson,
with interest, and very confidentially.
II was long, wearisome ride back
TO the land of plenty, over frozen
ground, with barely an inch Of snow
upon 1t, upder dark sky, with chill
ly wind blowing.
"After all, it's home" said Samson.
when late in the evening they saw the
lighted windows OF the cabin ahead.
When they had put out their horses
and come In by the glowing fire, Sam
son lifted Sarah In his arms again and
kissed her.
I'm kind o. silly, mother, but l
cant help it-you look SO temptin',"
said Samson.
(To be Continued