Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1922-03-24

he says
''That's just what I wish said
Brimstead His name is Lionel Da-
Wis. His address Is IA South Water
street. | sold him all the land | had
on the river shore and he gave me his
note for IT.
DIf you'll let me take the note III
see what can be done to get the
money" Samson answered
"Say, I'll tell ye," Brimstead went
on. cts for FIVE thousand dollars
and | don't suppose it's worth the pa
per it was wrote on You take il ana
if you find it's no good you lose 1t Just
as careful as you can. don't want
to see it again
They nad 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 JacA
Kelso's death.
u 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.
I'D rather see the face" Joe re-
marked, whereupon they all laughed
and the hos blushed to the roots of
his blond hair
He's become man OF good judg-
ment," said Brilnstead.
Annabels sister Jane, who had
chung to the wagon in No Santa Claus
Land, was bright-eyed, merry
hearted girl of twelve. The boy Rob
ert was a shy, good-looking lad a jitlie
older than Josiah.
"WelI. what's the news?" Samson
asked
"Nothin' has happened since We
saw you but the fall OF Ell Dorado"
Brimstead answered
There was the robbery of the mail
stage last summer q few mites 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 Chicag0T Anna
bel asked.
1T would help his education TO
rassle around with Robert an the
girls" said Brimstcad.
would you like TO stay?' Samson
asked.
II 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 a horse tethered
near him. The stranger was sick with
q fever Samson got down from his
horse.
what can I do for you?" he asked.
The will of God" the stranger
feebly answered II prayed for help
and you have come. | am Peter Cart
wright, the preacher. / was so sick
and weak I had to get off my horse
and lie down. If you had not come 1
think that | should have died here"
Samson gave him some of the medi-
cine for chills and fever which he al
ways carried in his pocket, and water
from his canteen
as there any house where l could
find help and shelter for y0u?" he
asked presently.
No, but | feel better-glory to
God I" said the preacher "lf you can
help me 10 the back of my horse l Will
try TO ride on with you. There is to
be Il quarterly meeting ten miles up
the road tonight Nothing shall keep
me from my duty may save a dozen
souls from hell--Who knOws?"
Samson was astonished at the iron
will and holy zeal of this hearted,
strong-armed, fighting preacher of the
prairieS of whom lie had heard much.
He lifted him and set him on the back
Of his horse
God blessed you with great
strength said the latter. "Are YOU
Christian?"
u am"
They rode on in silence Presently
Samson observed that the preacher
was actually asleep and snoring in
the saddle They proceeded for an
hour or more in this manner When
the horses We're walloWing through q
swale the preacher awoke.
GLORY be To God y he shouted. II
am better ! shall he able 10 preach
tonight a little farther on is the
cabin of Brother Cawkins He has
been terribly pecked up by stiff
necked, rebeilions wife Wen st0n
there for cup Of tea and if she raises
a rumpus yotl'll sec me take her by
the horns.
Mrs Cawkins was Il lean. sallow,
stern-faced woman Of some forty
years with a face like bitter herbs ).
her husband a mildmannered, shiftless