The Arvada enterprise., 1922-01-12

look better than the Tea farmer back
IN York state. How are the chill
drenI
Fat an happy an we'll dressed.
Mrs Peasiey has been 4 mother to
to me-" He came close to Samson and
added in confidential tone: Say, IL
| was any happier I'd be scairt. I'm
like ! WAS when I got over the tooth
ache-so scairt for fear 1t would come
back was kind o miserable"
Mr. PeaJey came out of the door.
He was q big. full-bearded, jovisl man.
i've got Y small load o hay for
you" said Samson.
~ was expecting II. though I sup
posed 'twould be walkin'--in the dark
o night" Peasley answered. "Drive in
on the barn floor
When Samson had driven into the
barn its doors were closed and the ne
groes were called from their place Of
hiding. Samson writes:
II never realized what blessing 1t
Is to be free until saw that scared
man and woman crawling out from I'M
der the dusty hay and shaking them
selves like u pair OF dogs. The wealth.
er was not cold or guess they would
have been frozen. They knelt togetll-
er on the barn floor and the woman
prayed for Gods protection through
the day. Peasley brought food for
them and slowed them away on the
top Of his haymow with 4 pair of buf-
falo skins. ! suppose they got some
sleep there. I went into the house to
breakfast and while ! ate Brimstead
told ME about his trip. His children
were there. They looked clean aud
decent. He lived In log cabin little
further up the road. Mrs. Peasley's
sister waited on me. She 10 . fat and
cheerful looking lady. very light COM
plecte6. Her hair Is red-like tomato
ketchup. Looks to me 4 likely. stout
armed. Eo0d-hearted woman who can
| do q lot Of hard work. She can see q
joke and has an answer handy every
time"
For details Of the remainder of the
historic visit Of Samson Traylor to the
home Of John Peasley we are Indebted
to a letter from John to his brother
Charles. dated February 81. 1892. In
this he says:
I'VE had gone out to the barn and
Brimstead and were helping Mr..
Traylor hitch up his horses. All Of .
sudden two men came riding up the
road at fast trot and turned In and
come straight toward US and pulled up
by the wagon. One Of them was .
slim. red-cheeked young feller about
twenty-three years old. He wore top
boots and spurs and 4 broad-brimIned
black hat and gloves and fur waist.
coat and purity linen. He lOked at the
tires Of the wagon and said: That's
the one we've followed
"'Which o you II Samson Traylorf
he asked.
"I am said Traylor.
1.-THE young Teller jumped of his
horse and tied him to the fence. Then
he went up to Traylor and said:
"'What did you do with my niggera.
you dirty sucker?'
Men from Missouri hated the ILL.,
nois folks them days and called 'em
| Suckers.
"'Hain't you . little reckless. young
feller!' Traylor said. As cool ~ q Gu
eumber. He stood up nigh the barn
door. which Brimstead had closed
after We backed the wagon out.
''The young feiier stepped close to
the New Salem man and raised his
whip for Il blow. Quick NJ lIghtnln'
Trsylor grabbed him and threw him
agin the barn door. keewhack! He
hit 70 hard the boards bent and the
whole barn r0ared and trembled. The
other feller tried to get his pistol out
Of its holster. but Brimstead. who
stood beside him. grabbed 1t. and
got his hoss BY the bits and we both
held on. The young feller lay On the
| ground shakin' AZ II he had the aEus.
Ys never zee . man No spylt In sec-
God. Traylor picked him up. His right
arm was broke and his face and shoul.
der bruised some. Ye'd = thought
steam engine had biOwed up while he
was putin wood In II. He was kind
o limp and the mad had leaked out o
him.
"I reckon I better find Doctor he
says.
"'You get into my wagon and IN
take ye to 4 good one says Trayior.
"Just then Stephen Nuckiea. the cir.
cult minister. ride In with the big
bloodhound that follers him around.
"rhe other SLAYER had got eif his
hoss In the scrImmage. Trayior start
ed for him. The SLAYER began 70 back
away and suddenly broke into q run.
The big dog took after him with kind
Of q lion roar. We all began yelling
at the dog. We made more noise thaa
you'd hear at the end Of hoss race.
1t scairt the young Teller. He put %
more steam and went up the ladder 70
the root Of the woodshed like q chased
weasel. The dog stood bsrkIn' ~ II he
had treed q bear. Trayior grabbed the
ladder and pulled Il down.
"'You stay there tlli I get away an
A. -. a n.