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THE FAIRMOUNT NEWS jew's-harps. A balance stood In th middle of this counter. A chest of tea. a big brown jug, a box of candles, a keg and a large wooden pail occupied Its farther end. The shelving on its side walls was filled by straw hats, plug tobacco, bolts of cloth, pills and patent medicines and paste-board boxes containing shirts, ye v.,re out?" the hospitable Mrs. Uatledge was asking as she went Into the house with Sarah and the children. "You go and mix up with the Utile ones and iet yer mother rest while I git dinner," she said to Jot and Betsey, and added as she took Sarah's shawl and bonnet: "You lop down an rest yerself while I'm fly in" around the fire." "Come r.ll the way from Vermont?" Al-e asked as he and Samson were unhitching. "Yes. sir." "By jing" the slim giant exclaimed. ."I r okoii yon fel like throw! n ff yer harness an takin" a tolt in the grass" handkerchiefs and underwear. At the rear end of the store was a large fireplace. There were two chairs near the fireplace, both of which were oc cupied by a man who sat In one while his feet lay on the other. He wore a calico shirt with a fanciful design of morning-glories on It print ed in appropriate colors, a collar of the same material and a rod necktie. Alio laid aside his book and rose A STORY OF THE EUILDERSyDEHOCEACY to a sitting posture. "Pardon me you see the firm is busy," said Abe. "You know Kb Zane 5 ( "AFTER EOERV WRIGLEY'S yfe Newest yy n?I Creation S&& f used to say that he was never so busy in his life a when he lay on his CHAPTER III. Wherein the Reader Is Introduced to OfTut's Store and His Clerk Abe, and the Scholar Jack Kelso and His Cabin and His Daughter Bim, and Gets a First Look at Lincoln. They had a dinner of prairie chickens and roast venison, flavored with wilf! grape jelly, and creamed potatoes and rookies and doughnuts and raisin pie. It was a well-cooked dinner. back with a broken leg. He said he ABE LINCOLN had to work twenty-four hours a day doin' not hi n an' could never git an hour off. Hut a broken leg is not so had as a lame intellect. That lays you out with the fever an ague of ignorance. Jack Kelso recommended Kirkham's pills and poultices of po of their journey they drove through roiling, grassy, Towering prairies and up a long, hard hill to the small log cabin settlement of New Salem, Illinois, on the shore of the Sangamon. They halted about noon in the middle of this little prairie village, opposite a small laploard hor.se. A sign hung over its door which bore the rudely lettered words: "Rutledge's Tavern," A long. slim, stoop-shouldered young man sat in the shade of an oak tree that stood near a corner of the tavern, with a numlvr of children playing etry. I'm trying both and slowly get SvTicpsa. Samson and Sarah Traylor. with thir two chi'.drpn. Joj-.kh and Vtet-y. travel Tr.y wa in the yurrs7r.fr or tSSl from Their tome in rreTir,es. Vt.. to the West, the lar.d of rler.ty. Their dc-stinaiion is the Country of the San-an-!-Ti. in ITfilr.ois. At Niagara Foal's tr.y meet a party -f immigrants. aTiior.er thein a youth named jotr. McNeil, ho also decider tn po to the Sarssram'-'r: country. In the swamp flats of Ohio and Inoiana they begin to be troubled with fever ard Lrue. ting the better of it. I've learned three conjugations, hrtvveon customers, served on white linen, in a clean room, and while they were eating, the sympathetic landlady stood by the table, eager to learn of their travels and to make them feel at home. The gd food and their kindly welcome and the leauty of the rollinc, wooded prairies softened the regret which had been cTowimr in their hearts, and this afternoon. The sleeier, whose name w-;;s Berry, rose and stretched him self and was introduced to the new- around him. He sat leaning against i CHAPTER 11. lontirued. which only the children had dared . comer. lie was a short, genial man, to express, j of some thirty years, with blonde, "Perhaps we haven't made a mis- ! curly hair and mustache. His fat the tree trunk reading a book. He had risen a they came near and stood looking at them, with the book under his arm. Samson says in his diary that he looked like "an untrimmed yearling colt about sixteen hands take, after all," Sa rah whispered when ! oheeks had a color as definite as that the dinner was over. "I like these ; of the blossoms on his shirt, now A delicious peppermint "I shall n'er forge; that day spent In a lonely . part of the woods," the food woman wrote to her brother. "It ri;v-ir,t"- .-'iiii. ii:,rriJitiil-. - , T 1 high. He got up slow and kept n.n flavored sugar jacket around pep s bush of black tousled hair was . . - . . . . ' t'-l "1 crongni waiw irom n.e erecK. a great six feet four above the ground. Then he put on an old straw hat without ar.v band on it. He reminded me of people and the prairies are leautiftil." ; "It Is the land of plenty at last," : said Samson, as they came out of i doors. "It is even better than I thought." "As Douglas Jerrcld said of Austra- ; lia : 'Tickle it w ith a hoe and it laughs with a harvest.'" said Dr.1 Allen, who still sat in the shaded doorynrd. smoking his pipe. "I have Philemon Baker's fish rod, he was j that narrer. For humliness I'd match i hir.i against the world. His hide was kind o yaller and leathery. I could permint flavored chewing gum. Will aid your appetite and digestion, polish your teeth and moisten your throat. L'KitH-J vrxr i WWGlEYSw an extra norse and saooie. suppose you leave the family with Mrs. Iiut-ledge and ride around with me a little this afternoon. I can show you how i the hind lies off to the west of us. ! and tomorrow we'll look at the other side." "Thar.k you I want to look around here a little." said Samson. "What's the name of this place?" "New Salem. We call It a village. It has a mill, a carding machine, a tavern, a schoolhouse. five stores. . fourteen houses, two or three men of j genius, and a noisy dam. It's a crude : but growing place and soon it will j have all the embellishments of civl- j lizod life." j That evening many of the inhabit- ' ants of the little village came to the i tavern to see the travelers and were ! quantity, and told me stories and chared me in every way they eou'd. My faith in God's protection was perfect and in spite of my misery the children were a great comfort. In the middle of the afternoon Samson retained with a doctor and some tols till a stick of seasoned tlm'oer. How fxxi he locked when he came and Ttne't by my bed und kissed me! This Is & hard Jotmey. but a woman can bear anytii-it with such a man. The doctcr sxril I would be all right in tkree day, and I was. "Late that afternoon it began to rain. Samson wts singing as he worked on his wheel. A traveler eerr.e along on hors'-l.ack and saw our plight. He was a young missionary going west. Samson began to Joke with him. " 'You're a happy man for one in o much tr vMe. said the straneer. "Then I heard Samson say: 'Well, air, I'm in a fix where happiness Is absolutely nesrssary. It's like grease on the wage wheels we couldn't on without It. When we need anything we raak it if we can. My wife Is s k and the wagon is broke xand it's raining and night is near in a lonesome country, and it ain't a real good time for me to be down in the mouth is it nrtw Wo hsivpn't broke anv Flavor L The see he was still in the gristle a little over twenty but Ids face was marked up by worry and weather like a man's. I never saw anybody so long between joints. Don't hardly see how he could tell when his feet got cold." He wore a hickory shirt without a collar or coat or jacket. One suspender held up his coarse, linsey trousers, the legs of which fitted closely and came only to a blue yarn zone above his heavy cowhide shoes. Samson writes that he "fetched a sneeze and wiped his big nose with a red handkerchief" as he stood surveying them in silence, while Dr. John Allen, who had sat on the door-step reading a paper a kindly faced man of middle age with a short white beard under his chin greeted them cheerfully. "Wljere do you hail from?" the Doctor asked. "Vermont, said Samson. "All the way in that wagon?" "Yes, sir." I guess you're made o the right stuff," said the Doctor. "Where ye MUCH IN LITTLE RECORD OF PLEASANT HOURS Auto accidents are becoming 'Book of Night Life" Will Make Interesting Reading in the Years to Come. The responsible position of the old The rhyme wave casual lies are Gojf stockings cover a multitude f shins. family album has been usurped in the homes of an increasing number of modern young persons by the "Book of Night Life.' The new volume is almost as large as the old family al the Firm la Pardon M introduced by Dr. Allen. Most cf them had come from Kentucky, although there were two Y"ankee families who hod moved on from Ohio. - "These are good folks." said the Doctor. "There are others who are not so good. I could show yon some pretty rough customers at Clary's drove, not far from here. We have to take things as they are and do our l est to make em better." "Any Indians?" Sarah asked. -You See Busy." One little tombstone may tell a big story. bum. It is supposed to record the amusement mcanderings of the young bones or had an ecrthauake or been j ',0nd- Don't know exactly. Going to take rather soiled. His prominent nose couple who keep it. Kvery theatrical Haldheaded friends find it difficult to part. shared their glow of ruddy opulence. His gray eyes wore a look of apology. a claim somewhere. "There's no bettor country than right here. This is the Canaan of America. We need people like you. program is brought home, together with the ticket stubs, and pasted in it. and the date of the performance inscribed at the top of the page. "Mr. Traylor, this Is Mr. William oa'ped by Indians, so there's some room for happiness.' 'IxK'k here, stranger I like you.' aid the man. If there's anything I can do to help ye. I'll stop a whi'e. " He spent the night with them and telped mend tie felly and set the Ore. Hope is a dream a man has when he is awake. Berry." said Dr. Allen. "Mr. Traylor has just acquired an interest in all our institutions. He has bought the Go'l If you bet $13 on a race, anil lose, It's unlucky. lit 3d Relow each playgoer writes his and her opinion of the play with such observation as, "snappy music, but not much plot ;" "very sad. both of us ' cried;" "leading man awfully conceit-j alier tract aim is going to nuiid a house and some fences. Abe, couldn't "You see one now and then, but they're vaceab!e. Mo-t of "em have gone with the bu.Taloes farther west. Now and then a circuit rider evs here and preaches to us. You'll hear the Reverend Stephen Nuckles if you s ttle in these parts. He can h-ller louder than any man in the state." The tavern was the only house in The fever and ague passed from eie to another ami all were sick vou help get the t miner out m a Slurry so we can have a raising within The only sure thing about life is the end thereof. a week? You know the arts of the ed," and other pungent remarks. At the end of the season the "Hook of Night Life" contains a complete frefore the journey ended, althouch j Samson kept the reins in hand I through, his misery. There were many j breaks to mend, hut Samson's inge- j A 7 A ioA ax better than any of us." Abe looked at Samson. As a watering place, the ice cooler has advantages. record of the couple's evenings in search of amusement. Visitors find it extremely interesting. Chicago From an Indian's standpoint It's America for everybody hut the One day. near nightfall, they were j rrr. V'j overtaken by a tall, handsome Yankee f L'u n lad riding a pony. His pony steppe 1 jVflulj beside the wa- n and looked toward SvW3 -rjwT a k iv - the travelers as if ay-pealing for l.e'p. The boy was pointing tmvnrj the hori- ; There would be fewer bachelors if they were not nllowcd to associate, with married men. ton and S:UtTcn:.g. ara; saw at -tsfe that his cited jras w andering in the de.iriu:E of fever. She got out If a woman could retain her beauty forever she would get nloni: without brains. of the wn-,i !;d txk his hand. The ; raoment z-e did s- he began crjing j like a .Md. "Ttlp lov i s!ck." she aid to Sani- His "Diplomacy." "I say, dad." piped the small boy, "can I ask you a question?" "Y'es ; go ahead," replied the indulgent dad. "What's diplomacy, dad? I saw it in a book the other day." "Diplomacy, my boy," said dad. with a patronizing smile, "means doing or saying precisely the right thing at the right moment." "Ah ! Then I was a diplomatist last night, dad." "Really, my boy. How d'you make that out?' "Why, when mum came in with the castor oil, I rolled Robbie into my place in bed and then rolled him back before she came round to the other side !" ' One can ay "Don't be in a hurry" in such a way th.it in three minutes the guest is gone. ' fn vho -ame and helped him off ; h!s .orse They camped for the night ; and r.t the t.y to Itnl and gave him jve-ilcine tnd tender care. He was I New Salem with stairs in it stairs so steep, as Samson writes, that "they were first cousins to the ladder." There were four small rooms above them. Two of these were separated by ii partition of cloth hanging from the iaft-rs. In each was a bed and bedstead and smaller beds on the floor. In ease there were a number of adult guests the bedstead was screened with sheets hung upon strings. In one of the.e rooms the travelers had a night of refreshing sleep. After riding two days with the Doctor. Samson bough. t the claim of one Isaac tlollaher to a half section of land a little more than a mile from the western end of the village. He chose a site for his hous on the edge of an open prairie. "Now we'll go over and see Abe,' s;.id Dr. Allen, after the deal was nfade. "He's the best man with an n and a saw in this part of the country. lie clerks for Mr. Offut. Abe Lincoln is ne of the best fellows that ever lived a rough diamond just out of the great mine of the West, that only needs to be cut and polished." Demon Offut's store was a small , log structure about twenty by twenty which sttHHl near the brow of the hill east of Rutledge's tavern. When , they entered it Abe lay at full length on the counter, his head resting on a too sick to travel next day. The Tray "I reckon he and I would make a good team with the ax." he said. "He looks as if he could push a house down with one hand and build it up with ihe other. You can bet I'll be glad to help in any way I can." "We'll all turn in and help. I should think Bill or Jack Kelso could lootj after the store for a few days.' said the Doet or. "I promised to take Mr. Traylor over to Jack Kelso's tonight. Couldn't you come along?' "Good! We'll have a story-tellin and got Jack to unlimler his guns, said Abe. Jack Kelso's cabin, one of two w hich stood close together at the western end of the village, was lighted by the cheery blaze of dry logs in its fireplace. There were guns on a rack over the fireplace under a buck's head, a powder horn hanging near them on its string looped over a nail. There were wolf and deer and hear pelts on the floor. The skins of foxes, raccoons and wildcats adorned the log walls. -Jack Kelso was a 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. Some people remind us of postage stamps. When they got stuck on themselves they lose their value. tors stayed wlrh him and cursed the ! h d until he cas able to was from 2-Tiagara county. go on. He 1 j . New Y'ork. ' f J rry Needles. ! ,'' hen he was go on. He 1 r? end his Dame was Harry If you are afraid to ask for what you want, the chances are that some one will hand you a lemon. ten and his father 1 ad marricl again. , 'jfii He had not been happy in his home No Hope for Him. He Can you give me no hope? She None whatever; I'm going to narry you. Boston Transcript. after that and his father had given j -Ccme All the Way From Vermont: There are but two classes of people In the world difficult to convince against their will men nod women. n.m a pony ana a imndrel dollars a.be Asked Unhitch your team and have some dinner and we'll talk things over after vou're rested. I'm the doctor here and I ride all over this part o' the country. I reckon I know it pretty well." A woman in a neat calico dress No hot coolcin-g No trouble to serve ' For breakfast or lunch, no food, is Quite so convenient or satisfying as fortune. Homesick and lonely an ill, a ad just going west with a sublime fnith that the West would somehow provide for him, he might even have r-rished on the w ay if he had not fallen in with friendly people. His story htd touched the heart of Sarah and Pfcmson. He was a big, green, gentle-hearted country boy who had set out filled with hope and the love of ad-v?nture. Sarah found pleasure In mothering the poor lad. and so it happened that he lecame one of their iittle party. He was helpful and good-natured and had sundry arts that pieased the children. The man and the woman liked the big. honest lad. One day he said to Samson: "I came out of the door a strong-built '-t of blue denim as he studied a and rather well-flavored woman with book in his hand. He wore the s:Uno blonde hair and dark eyes. J shirt and one suspender and linsey "Mrs. Rutledge, these -are travelers i trousers which he had worn in the from the East," said the Doctor. :: dooryard of the tavern, but his feet "Give em some dinner, and If they i were covered only by his blue yarn The new home. Grape-'Nuts can't nav for It. T can. Thev've camel socks. Served from the package, with cream or milk Full of splendid body-building nutrition. Its flavor and enspness charm the taste-a splendid, summer food. hope you won't mind if I go along A with yon, sir." "Glad to have you with ns, said (TO BE CONTINUED.) Derivation of April. Authorities on derivation of words state that the word April, the name of our fourth month, was derived from the Latin verb, "aperio," I open, and that the month was so named because It Is the time when the buds of trees and flowers open. "If this were the case, it would make April singular among the months, for the names of none of the rest, as designated la Latin, have any reference to natural It was a general store fall of exotic flat ors, chiefly those of tea, coffee, tobacco, muscovado sugar and molasses. There was a counter on each side. Bolts of cloth, mostly calico, were piled on the far end of the right counter as one entered and the near end held a showcase containing a display of cutlery, pewter spoons, jewelry and fishing tackle. There were double windows on either side of the rough board door with Its wooden latch. The left counter held a case filled with threads, buttons, combs, colored ribbons, and belts and all the way from Vermont." "Good land! Come right in an' rest yerselves." Abe, you show the gentleman where to put his horses an' lend Mm a hand." v Abe extended his long arm toward Samson and said "Howdy" as they shook hands. "When his big hand got hold of mine, I kind of felt his timber," Samson writes. i says to myself. There's a man It would be hard to tip over In a rassle. " - "What's yer name? How long ye ben trarelln'T My conscience I AJnt . Samson. "We've talked it orer. If you want to, you can come along TTftereS a Reason? Pot Grape-Nuts Sold, lay grocers with us and our borne shall be yours and Til do what's right by you. They fared along through Indiana t2d orer th wide savamias of IU1- ela, And ea the ninety-seventh day I conditions or circumstances."