Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1921-12-16
"Where did We come fromY


"Orwell, Vermont"
whats yer name!'
Henry Brimstead,' The stranger
whispered.
'Son of Elijah BrimsteadT
Yes, sir"
Samson took his hand and shook
it warmly. well, / declare" he ex-
claimed. Elijah Brimstead was
friend o. my father"
'Who are you?" Brimstead asked.
I'm one o. the Traylors O. Vergen-
nes"
My father used TO buy cattle of
Henry Traylor."
Henry was my father. Haven't
you let EN- know about your bad
luck?"
The man resumed his tone Of con-
fidence. Say, I'll tell ye," he an
swered. "A man that's as big fool
as | am ought not to advertise 1t.
A brain shat has treated its owner as
shameful as mine has treated me
should be compelled to do its own
thinkin' er die. I've invented some
things that may sell. I've been hop
in my luck would turn"
'lt'll turn when you turn it," Sam
son assured him.
Brimstead leaned close to Samson's
ear and said in tone scarcely aud
ibe:
My brother Robert has his own
one an he has made ii pay, but
wouldn't swap with him.
Samson smiled, remembering that
Robert had Il liquor store. Look here,
Henry Brlmstead, we're hungry he
said. IF We furnish the water, we'll
skirmish around for bread and give
We as good 4 dinner rs We ever had
in yer life"
Henry took the horses to his barn
and watered and fed them. Then he
brought two pals Of water from the
spring Meanwhile Samson started
fire in ii grove Of small poplars by
lie roadside and began broiling veni
son. and Sarah got out the bread
board and the flour and the rOlling-pin
and the teapot. As she waited for
Tie water she called the three strange
children to her side. The Oldest was
Il girl of ten with face uncommOnly
refined and attractive. In spite of
her threadbare clothes, she had u
neat and cleanly look and gentle man
ners. The youngest was boy OF
nil
"Where's your mother?" Sarah
asked Of the ten-year-old girl.
Dead. Died when my little brother
was horn
who takes care Of you"
Father and-God Father says
God does most of it,
ooh dear" Sarah exclaimed, with
look Of pity.
They had good dinner Of fresh
biscuits and honey and yenison and
eggs and Tea. While they were eating
Samson told BrinStead Of the land OF
plenty.
After dinner while BrimStead was
bringing the team. one of his chill
dren, The blonde, pale tattered little
girl Of six. climbed into the wagon
scat and sat holding small rag doll,
which Sarah had given her. When
they We're ready TO so she stnbbornly
refused 10 get down.
I'm goin'- away She said. Pm
Son' aW-a-ay off to find my mother.
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.
"Ain't that enough to break mans
hcart?" he said with sOrrOwful look.
Then Samson turned to Brimstead
and asked:
Look here, Henry Brimsiead, are
you Il drinking man? Honor bright
| now"
Never drink thing but water and
tea"
DO You know anybody who'll give
We anything for what YOU own here?'
There's Il man in the next town
who offered me three hundred and
fifty dollars for my interest"
Come along With us and get the
money if YOU can. III help We fit
up and go where We can earn a liy-
ing.
I'D like to, but my horse is lame
and ] can't leave The children"
Put EN- right in this wagon and
come on. If there's a livery In the
place. III send We 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
Rrimstead family and Brimstead sold
his interest in the sand plains and
bought good pair of horses. with
harness and some cloth for a 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 sack Of provisions on
his shoulder. He was to take the
track of the TraylOrs next day and
begin his journey to the shores OF