The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1921-06-09
CHAPTER I.

son Henry Traylor and His wife and
Their Two Children and Their Dog
Sarbo Through the Adirondack VIII
derness In 1891 on Their Way to the
Land OF plenty-Furthermor II De.
seribes the soapino OF the Brir-
stesrs
In the early summer OF 1891 Sam
son Trnylor aud his wife. Sarah, and
two children left their old home near
the village Of vergennes, Vermont.
and began their travels toward the
setting sun with four chairs. u bread
board and rolling pin, a feather bed
and blankets, small looking glass, a
skillet, an az, a pack basket with
pad OF sole leather on the same,
water pail a box Of dishes, n tub OF
salt pork, a rifle, a teapot, = sack Of
meal, sundry small provisions and q
violin. In double wagon drawn by
oxen. II Is a pleasure TO note that
they he'd violin and were not dis
posed to part with u. The reader must
not overlook It's full historic slgnif-
canoe The stern. uncompromising
spirit OF the Puritan had left the
house Of the Yankee before a violin
could enter II. Humor and the love
OF play had preceded and cleared a
way for H. Where there was fiddle
there were cheerful hearts. young
black shepherd dog with tawny points
and the name OF Sambo followed the
wagon
II we had been at the Congrega-
tional church on Sunday We might
have heard the minister saying to
Samson. after the service. that Il was
hard 10 understand why the happlest
family In the parish and the most o.
loved should be leaving It's ancestral
home to 90 to far. new country OF
which little was known. We might also
have heard Samson answer:
SITS awful easy TO be happy here.
We slide along In the same old groove.
that our fathers travelled. from Yer.
GENES 10 Paradise. We work and
play and go to meeIn' and put a shin
plaster In the box and grow old and
narrow aud stingy and mean and 20
up 10 glory and are turned into saints
and angels Maybe that's tho best
thing that could happen to us, but
Sarah and | kind O. thought we'd try
. new starting place and another route
TO heaven"
Sarah and Sampson had been raised
on adjoining farms lust out Of the
village. He had had little schooling.
but his mind was active aud well In
clined. Sarah had prosperous reln,
tives In Boston and had had the ad-
vantage OF years schooling in that
city. She was comedy girl Of
taste and refinement unusual IN the
place and time OF hei birth. Many
well-favored youths had sought her
hand. but. better than others. she
liked the big. masterful, good-natured,
humorous Samson, crude as he was.
Naturally In her hands his timber had
undergone some planning and smooth
Ing and his thoughts had been gently
led into new and pleasant ~nys
Let us take look at them as they
slowly leave the village Of their birth
The wagon Is covered with tent cloth
drawn over hickory arches. They are
sitting on n seat overlooking the oxen
In the wagon front. Tears are stream
ing down the face OF the woman The
mans head IL bent. His elbows are
resting on his knees; the hickory
handle Of his OK whip lies across his
lap, the lash at his feet. He seems TO
be looking down AT his boots. Into the
tops OF which his trousers have been
folded He is a rugged, blond. bearded
man with kindly blue eyes and a
rather prominent nose There Is a
striking expression Of power In the
head and shoulders Of Samson Traylor.
The breadth OF his back. the size OF
his wrists and hands the color OF
\ his face betoken man of great
strength. This thoughtful. sorrowful
attitude is the only evidence OF emo
ton which he betrays In a few
minutes he begins to whistle a lively
tune.
The boy Josiah-familiarly called
Joe-sIts beside his mother. lie Is
a slender sweet-faced lad. He is
looking up wistfully at his mother
The little girl Betsey sits between him
and her father.
That evening they stopped at the
house OF an old friend some miles
up the rusty road to the north.
"Here we are-goln' west" Sam
son shouted 90 the man at the door
step.
He slighted and helped his family
out Of the wagon.
you 90 right in-Iil take care o.
the oxen" said the man.
Samson started for the house with
the girl under one arm and the boy
under the other. A plsasant-faced
woman greeted them with q hearty
welcome ct the door.
"You poor nani Come nShf N"
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