Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1921-07-15

years Old-blue eyes-helps her moth
er get tired every day. Here's my
toy man Josiah-yes, brown hair and
brown eyes like Sarah-heart o. gold
helps his mother, too-six times
one year old"
"What pretty facesI" said the wo
man as she stopped and kissed them
"Yes, ma'am. Got 'em from the
fairies" Samson went on. "They
have all kinds o. heads for little folks
an guess they color 'em up with the
blood o. roses an the gold o. butter
cups an the blue o. violets. Here's
this wife O. mine. She's richer'n ]
am. She owns all of us. We're her
slaves"
Looks as young as she did the day
she was married-nine years ago.
said the woman.
"Exactlyl" Samson exclaimed.
Straight as an arrow and proudi
don't blame her. She's got enough
to make her proud, say. fall In
love again every time look into her
big, brown eyes"
They had a joyous evening and a
restful night with these old friends
and resumed their journey soon after
daylight. They ferried across the
lake at Burlington and Jared away
over the mountains and through the
deep forest on the Chateaugay trail.
Since the Pilgrims landed between
the measureless waters and the path
less wilderness they and their des.
0oudo nfo had hoat, OtxrrorIdad ~, %yna
lure Of mystery. The love Of adven-
ture, the desire to explore the dark
infested and beautiful forest, the
dream OF fruitful sunny lands cut
with water courses, shored with sill
yer and strewn with gold beyond IT.
these were the only heritage Of their
sons and daughters save the strength
and courage OF the pioneer. How true
was this dream of theirs gathering
detail and allurement as 1t passed
from sire to son. On distant plains
to the west were lands more lovely
and fruitful than any OF their vision
in mountains far beyond was gold
enough to gid the dome of the heav-
ems, as the sun was wont to do. at
eventide. and silver enough to put a
fairly respectable moon In It. Yet for
generations their eyes were not to see
their hands were not to touch, these
things. They were only to push Their
frontier 9 little farther to the west
and hold the dream and pass 1t OF
to their children. a4
Those early years OF the Nineteenth
century held the first days OF full
d1lment. Samson and Sarah Traylol
had the old dream In their hearts
when they first turned their faces tt
the west For years Sarah had re
sisted It. thinking Of the hardship
and Derils In the way OF the mover
Samson, a man of .twenty-nine whel
he set out from his old home, was sal,
: to be always chasing the bird In tn
bnsh." He was never content wit
the thing I'm hand. There were Ger
7 tain OF their friends who promise
. to come and join them when, at las
they should have found the land o
plenty. But most OF the group tina
} babe them good-by thought It a foo
ish enterprise and spoke lightly Q
Samson when they were gone. Amel
? lea has undervalued the brave soul
who went west In wagons wlthou
8 whose sublime courage and ,enduranc
o the plains would still be an unplowe
e wilderness. Often we hear them 81
a down as seedy, shlftless dreamer
q who could not make q living at hom,
q They were mostly the best blood {
q the world and the nobIest OF God
e missionaries Who does not homo
them above the thrifty, comfort-lo'
4 Ing men and women who preferred /
I stay at home, where risks were few
I the supply OF food sure and suff
|. cient and the consultations OF frien,
ship and religion always at hand
Samson and Sarah preferred TO emil,
y and take. their places In the frog
battle line OF Civilization.
q They had read little book calle
8 The Country Of the Sangamon. II
latter was a word Of the Pottawi
:. tonnes meaning land Of plenty. II We
n the name Of a river In Illinois drail
ing "boundless, dowsFy meadows /
e unexampled beauty and fertility. bel
s ed with timber, blessed with shad
groves, covered with game and most
i level. without , stick or stone
: vex the plowmRn." Thither the
were bound, to take up a section ,
v government land
They stopped for q visit with Elish
! Howard and his Wits, old friends ,
theirs, who lived Ia the village !,
b Malone, which was IN Franklin count
' New York. There they traded the
d oxen for = team a. horses The
= were large gray horses named Pete ar
Colonel The latter was fht ana goo
" natured. His chief interest In III
Was food. Peta vas always lookiT