The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1921-06-16

bringing the team, one OF his chill
dren. the blonde, pale, tsttered little
girl Of six, climbed into the wagon
seat and sat holding q small rag doll,
which Sarah had given her. When
they were ready to go she stubbornly
refused to get down.
I'm goin' away" she said. "Tm
goln' aw-a.ay off to find my mother.
I don't like this place. There amt
no Santa Claus here I'm goin' away"
She chung to the wagon seat and
cried loudly when her father took
her down.
"Aln't that enough to break a mans
heartr" he said with a sorrowful look.
Then Samson turned to Brimstead
and asked:
Look here. Henry Brimstead. are
you drinking mant Honor bright
now"
Never drink thing but water and
tea"
do you know anybody who'll give
ye anything for what you own herer'
u AiN hNAN iO"h
who offered me three hundred and
fifty dollars for my interest"
Come along with US and get the
money II you can. I'll help ye fit
up and go swhere ye can earn a liv-
ing"
I'D like to. but my horse is lame
and I can't leave the children"
Put 'em right In this wagon and
come on. II there's a livery In the
place. I'll send ye home"
SO the children rode in the wagon
and Samson and Brimstead walked.
while Sarah drove the team to the
next village. There the good woman
bought new clothes for the whole
Brimstesd family and Brimstead sold
his interest In tive sand plains and
bought good pair Of horses, with
harness and some cloth for wagon
cover. and had fifty dollars in his
pocket and new look In his face.
He put his children on the backs of
the horses and led them TO his old
home. with a sack Of provisions on
his shoulder. He was 10 take the
track OF the Traylors next day and
begin his journey to the shores Of
the Sangamon.
They got into bad swale that
afternoon and Samson had to cut
some corduroy to make a footing for
team and wagon and do much prying
with the end OF heavy pole under
the front axle BY and by the horses
pulled them out.
"when Of Colonel bends his neck
things have to move. even II he is
up TO his belly In the mud" said
Samson.
As the day waned they came to
river in the deep woods II was an
exquisite bit OF forest with the bells
OF hermit thrush ringing In one
OF It's towers. Their call and the
low song OF the river were the only
sounds in the silence. The glow OF
the setting sun which lighted the
western windows OF the forest had
color Ike that Of the music-golden
Long shafts OF II fell through the
tree colunns upon the road here
and there. Our weary travellers stopped
on the rude plank bridge that
crossed the river. Odors Of balsam
and pine and tamarsck came in y
light, cool breeze up the river valley.
Il guess Wen stop at this tavern
Till tomorrow" said Samson.
Joe was asleep and they laid him
on the blankets until supper was
ready.
soon after supper Samson shot .
deer which had waded into the rapids.
Fortunately, II made the opposite
shore before II fell. All hands spent
that evening dressing the deer and
jerking the best OF the meat This
they did by cutting the meat into
strips about the size OF mans hand
and sailing and laying II on rack,
some two feet above a slow fire, and
covering IL with green bOughs. The
heat and smoke dried the meat In
the course OF two or three hours and
gave IL fine flavor. Delicious be-
yond any kind OF meat is venison
treated In this manner. II kept dry,
Il will retain its flavor and its sweet
ness for a month or more
They set out rather late next morn
Ing. As usual. Joe stood by the head
Of Colonel while the latter Tapped
brown sugar from the timid palm OF
the boy. Then the horse was wont to
touch the face OF Joe with his big.
hairy lips AZ a tribute 10 his generos'
~. Colonel had seemed TO acquire
a singular attachment for the boy
and the dog, while Pete distrusted
both Of them. He had never q mo
ment's leisure. anyhow. being always
busy with his work or the flies. A
Few breaks In the pack basket had
been repaired with green withes. II
rresked with Its load OF jerked veai