Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1921-08-26

atu shiu' AOu deserve q vote OF
thanks. That man and his friends
have made me more trouble than all
the rest OF the drinking men put to-
gether."
And 4 am making trouble for my
self" said Samson. 81 have made my
self ashamed. ] am no fighting man,
/ was never I'm such q muss on q pub
lie street before and with Gods help
u will never happen again"
where do you liver the Omcer
asked
''In New Salem"
II wish it was here. We need men
like you"
Samson wrote In his diaryk
On the way home my heart was
sore. prayed In silence that God
would forgive me for my bad example
to the boy. I promised that L would
not again misuse the strength He has
given me. In my old home / would
nave been disgraced by 1t. The min
lister would have preached OF the de-
struction that follows the violent man
to put him down; the people would
have looked askance at me. Deacon
Somers would have called me aside
to look into my soul, and Judge
Grandy and his wife would not have
Invited me to their parties. Here It's
different. A chap who can take the
law In his hands and bring the evil
man to his senses, even IL he has to
hit him over the head, Is looked up to-
It's reckless country. You feel it as
soon as you get here. In time. T fear
shall be as headlong as the rest Of
has got here from Springfield. Sarah
was kind of cut up. Jack KeIso has
nicknamed me The man with the iron
arms and Abe, who is a better man
every way, laughs at my embarrass
ment and says.T ought to feel honored
For one thing Jack Armstrong has
become good citizen. His wife has
foxed pair of breeches for Abe
They say McNoll has left the country.
There has been no devi1try here since
that day. / guess the gang Is broken
up--too much iron In its way
Sarah enjoyed fixing up the cabin.
Jack Kelso had given her some deer
and buffalo skins to lay on the floors
The upper room, reached by a stick
ladder, had its~two beds, one or which
Harry occupied, The children slept
below in a trundle bed that was
pushed under the larger one when ii
was made up In the morning.
Some time I'm going to put In a
wtndletrap and get rid o. that stick
ladder" Samson had said
Sarah had all the arts OF the New
England home maker. Under her
hand the cabin, In color, atmosphere
and general neatness, would have de-
lighted a higher taste than was to be
found on the prairies. save in the
brain of -Kelso, who really had some
acquaintance with beauty. To be sure
the bed was In one corner. spread
with its upper cover knit OF gray yarn
harmonizing In color with the bark
of the log walls. A handsome dark
brown buffalo robe lay beside 1t. The
rifle and powder horn were hung
above the mantel. The fireplace had
its crane OF wrought iron.
Every one in the little village came
TO the house warming. The people
were In their best clothes. The women
wore dresses of new calicO-save Mrs
Doctor Allen, who wore a black silk
dress which had come with her from
her late home in Lexington. BIN
kelso came in a dress OF red muslin
trimmed with white lace. Ann Rut-
ledge also wore a red dress and came
with Abe. The latter was FATHER
grotesque in his new linsey trousers.
of better length than the former
pair, but still too short.
1T isn't fair to blame the trousers
or the tailor" he had said when he
had tried them ON. my legs are SO
long that the imagination OF the tailor
10 sure to fall short IL the cloth don't.
Next time I'll have 'em made to meas
ure with ten-foot pole instead OF a
yardstick. II they're too long 1 can
roll 'em up and let out link or two
when they shrink. Ever since I was
boy have been troubled with shrink
Ing pants"
Abe wore a blue swallow-tail coat
with brass buttons, the tails OF which |
were 80 short as to be well above tho |
danger Of pressure when he sat down.
His cowhide shoes had been well |
hlackened; the blue yarn of his socks
showed above them. These 5iarned |
cocks OF mine are rather proud and !
conceited," he used to say. 'They |
like to show off,
He wore a shirt of white. IN I
Oleached cotton, starched collar and
black tie.
In speaking of his collar to Samson,
he said that he felt like a wild horse
in a box stall.
Mentor Graham, the schoolmaster,
was there-a smooth-faced man with
a large head, sandy hair and q small
mustache, who spoke by note, as 1t
were. Keiso called him the great /
articulator and said that he walked