Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1922-09-14

M way WIS ePen as now. Any man
could get two thousand acres by
service to the colony. could build.
| plow. reap, seve, buy servants. and
roll In his own coach to sit as burgess.
There was bit one seat of learning
at Williamsburg. What culture they
had they brought from England or
got from parents or minister. And al
ways they had seemed to prefer sword
and stump TO the pen. They hated
towns. AT every wharf long shaky
trestle ran from warehouse out into
the river to load ships with tobacco
Tor England and to get In return all
conyeniences and luxuries. and that
was enough. In towns men jostled
and individual freedom was lost. so.
Ho! for the great sweeps of land and
the sway of territorial lord Eng
lishmen they We're Of Shakespeare's
time but living Ii Virgins and that
is all they were-save that the flower
OF liberty was growing faster in the
new-world soil.
Englishmen called II the ''Geod
Land" and found it ''rnost plentiful,
sweet, wholesome, and fruitful Of all
| others"
Down 1t now came a little glrl--the
flower of all those dead and gone
and her coming was Just as though
one of the flowers about her had
stepped from its gay company on one
or the other side of the path to make
| through them dainty, triumphal
/ march as the fairest of them all. At
the dial she paused and her impa-
! tient blue eyes turned TO a bend of
the yellow river for the first glimpse
of gay barge that soon must come.
At the wharf the song or negroes rose
as they unloaded the boat just from
Richmond She would so and see IL
! there was not package for her moth
| er and perhaps a present for herself,
| so with another look 70 the river bend
/ she turned. but she mosed no farther
Instead, she gave n little gasp, in
which there was no fear, though what
she saw was surely startling enough
to have made her wheel In flight. In
| stead, she gaZed steadily into a pair
of grave black eyes that were fixed on
| her from under a green branch that
overhung the footpath, and steadily
/ she searched the figure standing
there. from the coonsl1in cap down the
fringed hunting-shirt and fringed
| brooches to the moccasined feet And
still the strange figure stood arms
/ folded, motionless and silent. Neither
| the attitude nor the silence was quite
pleasing. and the girls supple slender
ness stiffened. her arms went rigidly
to her sides, and naughty little snap
sent her undimpled chin upward.
'Who are you and what do you
want?"
It was a new way for woman TO
speak to man; he in turn was not
pleased, and a CLEAN In his eyes
showed it.
Il am the son of a king"
She started TO laugh, but grew puE-
zled, for she had the blood of Poca-
hontas herself.
you are an Indian?"
He shook his head, scorning to ex-
plain, dropped his rifle 10 the hollow
of his arm, and, reaching for his belt
where she saw the buckhorn handle
of hunting-knife, came toward her,
but she did not finch. Drawing a let
| ter from the belt, he handed 1t to her.
1t was so worn and soiled that she
took 1t daintily and saw on it her
fathers name. The boy waved his
hand toward the house far UP the
path.
"He live heref"
"You wish to see himf'
The boy grunted assent, and with
shock of resentment the little lady
started up the path with her head
very high indeed. The boy slipped
noiselessly after her, his face I'M
moved, but his eyes were darting right
and left to the flowers, trees, a~a
| bushes, to every fitting, strange bird,
the gray streak of scampering squir-
rel and what he could not see, his
ears took in-the clank1ng chains OF
work-horses, the whir Of quail, the
screech of a peacock, the songs OF
| negroes from far-off fields.
| On the porch sat a gentleman in
| powdered wig and knee-breeches, who,
lifting his eyes from copy of The
Spectator to give an order to a negro
servant, saw the two coming. and the
first look of bewilderment on his fine
face gave way to tolerant smile.
He asked no question, for a purpose
very decided and definite was plainly
! bringing the little lady on, and he
would not have to question. Swiftly
she ran up the steps, her mouth prlm-
| ly set, and handed MIN letter.
"The messenger is the son Of
king"
"a whatT"
"The son of king" she repeated.
"Ah," said the gentleman, humoring
her, task his highness to be seated"
His highness was looking from one
to the other grayely and keenly. He
did not quite understand, but he knew
gentle fun was being poked at him,
and he dropped sullenly on the edge
Of the porch and stared In front OF
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