The Meeker herald. [volume] (Meeker, Colo.) 1885-current, 1922-01-21

orator u born with all the rhetoric he
needs. Rhetoric IL . steeL for q light
load under the saddle. but he's too
warm blooded for the harness. He
was for the day OF the plumed knight
mot for these times. No man OF
sense would use 4 prancing horse on
. pillow or q stone boat. A good pillow
horse IL . beautiful thing. Ths play
Of bis muscles, the power Of his stride
are poetry to me. but when he tries
to put on style he IL ridiculous. That
suggests what rhetoric 10 apt to do to
tho unframed intellect. II you've
anything to say or write, head straight
across the field and keep your eye %
the furrow."
In the last diary Of Samson Henry
Traylor 10 this entry:
II went to Gettysburg with the Pres.
ident today and sat near him when hs
spoke. Mr.. Everett addressed the
crowd for an hour or 20. Az Kelso
would say He rode the prancins steed
Of Rhetoric Ny old friend went
straight across the neld. When be
finished. the feld. plowed and har.
rowed and festilizsd by war. had besa
sowed for all time. The springs work
was done and well DONE"
At q quarter Of ten the doctor rose
and said:
.We're keeping Abe from his sleep
and wearing the night away with phi.
losophy. I'm going home"
y came over to see II you could ind
q man to help me tomorrow" Samson
said to Abe. "Harry IL going over to
do the thinking alone. I want man
to help me on the whipsaw while I cut
some boards for the upper flooring"
"I'll help you myself" Abe proposed.
~ reckon I'll close the store tomor.
row unless Jack will tend it."
"You can count on me-" said Jack.
"I'm short Of sleep anyhow and day
Of rest will do me good"
Abe went with his friends to tho
door beyond which the two boys from
Clary's Grove sat us II sound asleep.
1t Is probable. however. that they had
heard what Samson had said to Abe.
Next morning Abe and Samson set
out for the woods soon after daylight
II like that boy Harry" said Abe.
II reckon hes got good stun In him.
The way he landed on Bap McNoll
was . caution. like to see Teller
come right up to the scratch, without
an invitation Just in the nick o time,
A. he did. That boy Is likely young
colt-strong and timber and well put
together and broad between the eyes,"
AN gentle n kitten" Samson
to- hoft
face on q boy or better heart behind
1t. We like him."
"Yes, sir. He's we'll topped young
tree-straight and sound and good
timber. Looks as II that little girl q
Jacks was terribly took up with him.
don't wonder"
"What kind Of 4 girl 10 sher Sam
son asked.
awful shy since the arrow hit her.
She don't know what 1t means yet
She'll get used to that. reckon. She's
q good girl and smart AZ a steel trap"
Harry Needles went whistling up
the road toward the new house with
sickle. hoe and trowel. AZ he passed
the Kelso cabin he whistled the tune
of Sweet Nightingale" 1t had haunted
his mind since he had heard 1t In the
woods. He whistled as loudly as ever
he could and looked at the windows.
Before he had passed, Bins faco
looked out at him with q smile and
her hand fickered back Of the panes
and he waved his to her. His heart
beat fast as he hurried along.
"Tm not SO very young" he said to
himself. II wish hadn't put on these
old clothes. Mrs. Trayior is an awful
nice woman but she's determined to
make me look like a pillow horse. I
don't see why she couldn't let me
wear decent clothes."
Sarah had enjoyed mothering the
boy. His health had returned. His
cheeks were ruddy, his dark eyes clear
and bright, his tall form erect and
sturdy.
He had helped Alexander Ferguson
with the making Of the fireplace and
knew how to mix the mortar. He
worked with a will. for his heart was
In the new home. 1t was q fine Sep
TENDER morning. The far reaches of
the great grassy plain were dimmed
with haze. It was vast. fiowery will
derness, waving and murmuring in the
breeze like an ocean. How long those
acres, sown BY the winds Of heaven,
had waited for the plowman now ar.
rived!