Connecticut western news., 1922-06-15


 that Harry has been killedW
 'The Chicago Democrat says so, but we don't believe it." said Samson. Here's the article Read it and then I'll tell you why I don't think it's so."
 Abe Lincoln read the article.
 "You see it was dated in Tampa, November the fifth," said Samson. Before we had read that article we had received a letter from Harry dated November the seventh. In the letter he says he is all right and I calculate that he ought to know as much about it as anyone"
 "Thank God! Then it's a mistake" said Lincoln. eve can't afford to lose Harry. I feel rather poor with Jack Kelso gone. It will comfort me to do what I can for his wife and daughter. I'll give you every dollar I can spare to take to them"
 Samson hired horses for the jour ney and set out early next morning with his son, Josiah, bound for the new city. The boy had begged to go and both Samson and Sarah thought it would be good for him to take bet ter look at Illinois than his geography afforded.
 Joe and his father set out on a cold clear morning in February. They got to Brimstead's in time for dinner.
 Henry put his hand on SamsOn's pommel and said in a confident tone: "E Dorado was one of the wickedest cities in history. It was like Tyre and Babylon. It robbed me. Look at that pile of stakes"
 Samson saw a long cord of stakes along the road in the edge of the meadow.
 "They are the teeth of my city" said Brimstead in low voice. i've drawed lem out. They ain't goin' to bite me no mOre."
 "They are the towers and steeples any of the notes been paid?"
 "Not one and can't get a word from my broker about the men who drew the notes-whO they are or where they are"
 'Tm going to Chicago and if you wish I'll try to find him and see what he says"
 "Fhat's just what I wish," said Brimstead. His name is Lionel Da- wis. His address is IA South Water street. I sold him all the land I had on the river shore and he gave me his note for it."
 If you'll let me take the note I'll see what can be done to get the money" Samson answered.
 "Say, I'll tell ye," Brimstead went on. "Its for five thousand dollars and I don't suppose it's worth the pa per it was wrote on. You take it and if you find it's no good you lose it just as careful as you can. I don't want to see 1t again.
 They had a happy half-hOur at the table, Mrs. Brimstead being in better spirits since her husband had got back to his farming. Annabel, her form filling with the grace and charm of womanhood, was there and more comedy than ever.
 They had been speaking of Jack Kelso's death.
 q heard him say once that when he saw a beautiful young face it re- minded him of noble singing and the odor of growing corn" said Samson.
 'Td rather, see the face," Joe re- marked, whereupon they all laughed and the boy blushed to the roots of his blond hair
 He's become a man of good judg- ment," said Brimstead.
 AnnabePs sister Jane, who had clung to the wagon in No Santa Claus hearted girl of twelve. The boy Rob ert was a shy, good-looking lad little older than Josiah.
 "Well, what's the news?' Samson asked
 "Nothin' has happened since we saw you but the fall of Fl Dorado" Brimstead answered.
 "There was the robbery of the mail stage last summer a few miles north of here," said Mrs. Brimstead. Every smitch of the mail was stolen. guess that's the reason we haven't had no letter. from Vermont in a year."
 Maybe that's why we haven't heard from home" Samson echoed.
 "Why don't you leave Joe here while you're gone to Chicago?" Anna bel asked.
 Tt would help his education to rassle around with Robert an the girls" said Brimstead.
 Would you like to stay?" Samson asked.
 "I wouldn't mind," said Josiah who, on the lonely prairie, had had few companions of his own age
 So it happened that Samson went on alone. Near the sycamore woods he came upon a gray-haired man lying by the roadside with horse tethered near him. The stranger was sick with a fever. Samson got down from his horse.