Connecticut western news., 1922-03-09

its string lOoped over a nail. There were wolf and deer and bear belts on the floor. The skins of foxes, rae coons and wildcats adorned the log walls. Jack Kelso was blond, smOoth-faced, good-looking, merry hearted Scot, about forty years old, of a rather slight build, some five feet, eight inches tall. That is all that any one knew of him save that he spent most of his time hunting and fishing and seemed to have all the best things, which great men had said or written, on the tip of his tongue.
 welcome and here's the best seat at the fireside," he said to Samson. My wife and daughter are away for a visit and for two days I've had the cabin to myself. Look, ye worshipers of fire, and see how fine 1t is now! The homely cabin is place of beauty. What a heaven 1t Is when the flames are leapingl Here is Hogarth's line of beauty; nothing perpendicular or horizontal"
 He took Abe's hand and went on: Here, ye lovers of romance, is one of the story-tellers of Ispahan who has in him the wisdom of the wander ing tribes. He can tell you a tale that will draw children from their play and old men from the chimney corner. My boy, take a chair next to MT. Traylor. MT. Traylor,' you stand up as proud and firm as big pine. believe you're a Yankee"
 "So do l." said Samson. "If you took all the Yankee out O me I'd have an empty skin."
 Then Abe began to show the stran- ger his peculiar art in these words:
 "Stephen Nuckles used to say: Gods grace embraces the isles O the sea an the uttermost parts O the earth. It takes Tn the Esquimaux an the Hottentots. Some go so fur to say that 1t takes in the Yankees but I don't go so fur.'"
 Samson Joined in the good-natured laughter that followed.
 "If you deal with some Yankees you take your life in your hands," he said. "They can serve God or Nam mon and,I guess they have given the devil some of his best ideas. He seems to be getting lot of Yankee notions lately"
 ""There was a powerful prejudice in Kentucky against the Yankees" Abe went on. Down there they used to tell about a Yankee who sold his hogs and was driving them to town. On the way he decided that he had sold them too cheap. He left them with his drover in the road and went on to town and told the buyer that be would need help to bring 'em in.
 "How's thatP the buyer asked.
 "Why they git away an go to ruD- min through the woods an fields an we can't keep up with 'em.'
 CT don't think I want 'em,' says the buyer "A speedy hog hasn't much pork to carry. I'll give ye twenty bits to let me off"
 'T guess that Yankee had one more hog than he'd counted" said Samson.
 "Whatever prejudice you may find here will soon v"rish," said Kelso, turning to the now wcomer. "I have great respect for the sturdy sons of New England. I believe 1t was Theo- dore Parker who said that the pine was the symbol of their character. He was right. Its roots are deep in the soil it towers above the forest; 1t has the strength of tall masts and the substance of the builder in Its body, music In Its waving branches and turpentine In Its veins. I thought of this when I saw Webster and heard him speak at Plymouth"
 What kind of a looking man is he" Abe asked.
 "A big erect, splendid figure of man. He walked like a ram at the head of his flock" ..f
 Abe who since his story had sat with sad face looking into the fire knees, and shook his head with inter est while his gray eyes took on look of animation. The diary speaks often of the "ve'l of sadness" on his face.
 ''He is a very great man." Abe ex- claimed.
 Have you learned that last noble flight of his in the reply to Haynes, as you promsedT' Kelso asked.
 "I have" said Abe, "and the other day when I was tramping back from Bowlin' Greens came across a drove of cattle and stopped and gave 1t to them. They all let go of the grass and stood looking"
 Good Now stand up and let us see how you initiate the great chief of the Whig clan," said Kelso.
 The lank and awkward youth rose and began to speak the lines in high pitched voice that trembled with ex- citement. It lowered and steadied and rang out like noble music on a well-played trumpet as the channel of his spirit filled with the mighty current of the orators passion. Then, indeed, the words fell from his lips "like the winter snows."
 "They shook our hearts as the wind