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THE FATRI.IOUNT NLTV7S or four days. . I wftxJld take the steam KEEPIKO VJ5LL ESflTS AGAINST CATARwH sand plains a lot better and yon look better than the flea farmer back In York state. How are the children?" "Fat an happy an well dressed. Mrs. Peasley has been u mo! her to eni an her sister is goin' to be a wifa to me. He came close to Samson and added in a confidential tone: "Say, If I was any happier I'd he scalrt. I'm like I was when I got over the toothacheso scairt for fear it would come back I was kind o miserable." Mr. I'easJey came out of the door. He v.is a big, f uH-heflrdi i!, Jovial man. "I've pot a small loud o' hay for TT1K-be xr- a rataN etfiwh cd bcT tivlera lire cs.-rh. . . FSt.t tt! F vt eta-r Tth reTrsy iDR. HARTIYIAN'J Soail ASTOHYOFTHEBDILDERSyDEHOCIJACr The Ceming Contest. ve xer.r town is going to vote v;-i the question of issuing hoods for a water works system." said a guest. "What do yon anticipate will be the CtttCOtnO?r" "Hard to toll," replied the landlord of the tavern at Tumlinville. Ark. "The voting people are mostly for It. and the folks that hare traveled and like to show oflf, and the newcomers from the North, and so on. Cut the old-timers are unanimously a pin It. They say they've never gone swimmln In a house yet and it's too late cow-to learn old docs new tricks, and. any-how. they're exposed. to ray ing for the privilege of going into God almighty's free water. 80 it looks P.ke a standoff. Kansas City Star. ASPIRIN Name "Bayer" on Genuine Warning I Unless you r?te the nam "Bayer on package or on tablets you are not j-ettlag pc-nu!r.e Aspirin prescribed by physicians for twoty-one years and proved safe by millions. Take Aspirin only as told In the Bayer package for Cold?. Headaeh, Neuralgia, Rheurs&ttsra. Earache, Toothache, Lumbago and for Tain. Handy tin boxes of twelve Bayer Tablet? of Aspirin cost few cents. Prugrrfsts also, sell larger packages. Aspirin Is the trade r.ark of Bayer Manufacture of Monoaoeticacidester ef SatScyeaeld.- Advert isement. Knew What Me Was Deina. "Phctcp'.ay Writer "But look here! This character is supposed to be a very homely man, ar.d you have cast for that part the handsomest man in your company." director "Oh, he'll be t.or.ey erotigh when the camera nan rd the developer get through with l.ir.i. You see, he's encaged to the star, and l oth of those boys are in love with her." Ftr.i Fun. Perfectly Healthy. "Is this sou you speak of adolescent T "No: he's ?s hoaUhy a any hoy wi ever saw. Tit Srnt tPC)ir Circrnf rm mt rofj. Viry rf I it eif . I 5 ThtSpirittf'Cct&P IJM 5 tr trti W fr- Viryrft t tf ffJ V.- Lr- etr-xl ecmttttimtv. Own:-., crO , jjfft few ot tfe vcy cocik ills du to . . C ssroir-a mens, a renway wnism nra mad Vrywfter WHY JOHN WAS NOT SMOKING Prebsbly tne Wildest Idea ct Mia Clubmates Would Have Been Wide ef the Mark. - All the men at the club have been watching Johnnie Kdwards, the inveterate smoker, for the last week, and there's been much surmising and conjecturing, but Johnnie wouldn't give himself away. It seems that Johnnie has held the prize for the champion smoker of the club for teu years. In the last week Johnnie has been seen strolling around the room with a dejected, lost appearance and between his Hps always the Inevitable cigarette. But it was never lighted. Nobody liked to ask him questions and he didn't volunteer any explanation, so it wasn't explained until Jlmmie Van-Veek overheard him say on the telephone : "No, you have got to stick to your word now. I swore oft if you would, and goodness knows I want one bad enough, but iVo says you've gotta leave "em alone for a while. Now be a good little mother and remember your promise." New York Sun. Freshen a Heavy SMn With the antiseptic, fascinating Cuti-cura Talcum Powdor, an exquisitely scented convenient, economical face, skin, baby and dusting powder and perfume. Renders other perfumes superfluous. One of the Cuticura Toilet Trio (Soap, Ointment, Talcum).Ad-vertisement. Correct English. A Franklin mother had been teaching her throe-year-old son correct English and told htm he must never say "ain't." One day. while eating his dinner, he stopped abruptly and said; "Mother, you mustn't ever say "ain't.' for it's a naughty won!. "Yes, said mother, "you a ro right. Robert, but what shall t sayf lie looked pulled and then his face lighted up and he replied: "Why, mother, you must say 'souse mo.' meaning "excuse me. Indian-apoHs News. If yon cse Tied Cross Ball Blue In your laundry, yon will not be troubled by those tiny rust spots, often caused by Inferior bluing. Try It and see. Advertisement. Why would the average man rather be charged with malice than with making a blunder As a rule, the man who could most easily obtain credit does not ask for It. creerful anJ ssanitarv. ro reflect a or ii boat at Pittsburg, the roads In Ohio and Indiana are so bad. You can get a steamer up tlie Illinois river at Al ton anil fret off "at Bcardstown and drive across nxinirr If w knew when you were coming Samson or Aho woui.i meet you. Give our love to all the folks an,i friends. "Yonrs affectionately, "Sarah and Stmson." It had been a oM winter' and not easy to keep comfortable in the Utile house. In the worst weather Samson had ed lo jrej up t nigi-.t to keep the iiie cro- i.au. jn .j;immry a wind from the s-.e.itb.est melted the snow ami wanned tbe air of the mid- j lands so H.at. for a wt el; ,r o, ii seemed as If spring were eon.o. One night of this week Sambo nwoke the family with his harking. A strong wind was rushing across the plains am! roaring over the cabin and wailing in its chimney. Suddenly there was a rap on its uoor. When Samson opened it be saw in the moonlight a young colored man ami woman standing near Use doorstep. "Is dis Mistah Traylor?" the young man asked. "It Is," said Samson. "What can 1 do for you?" "Masr, tie gotnl Lord done fotched us here to ask yon fo help," said the negro. "We be nigh wone out with cold an hungah, suh. 'deed we be." Samson asked them in and put wood on the tire, and Sarah got up ami made some hot tea and brought food from the cupboard and gave It to the strangers, who sat shivering in the firelight. They were a good looking pair, the young woman being almost white. They were man'mid wife. The latter stopped eating and moaned and shook with emotion as her husband told their story. Their master had died the year before and they had been brought to St. Louis to he sold in the slave market. There they had escaped by night and gone to the house of an old friend of their former owner who lived north of the city on the liver shore. He had taken pity on them and brought them across the Mississippi and started them on the north road with a letter to Klijah Lovejoy of Alton and a supply of ftxnl. Since then they had been hitting days in the swamps and thickets and had traveled by night. Mr. Lovejoy had sent them to Erastus Wright of Springfield, and Mr. Wright had given them the name of Samson Traylor and the location of his cabin. From there they were bound for the house of John Peasley, in Hopedale, Tazewell county. Lovejoy had asked them to keep the letter with which they had begun their travels. The letter stated Unit their late master had often expressed his purpose of leaving them their freedom when he should pass away. He. had left no wilt and since his death the two had fallen Into the hands of his nephew, a despotic, violent young drunkard of the name of Biggs. Samson was so moved by their story that he hitched up his horses and put some hay in the wagon box and made off with the fugitives up the road to the north In the night. When daylight . vsv. Up the Road to the North in the Night. came he covered them with hay. About eight o'clock he came to a frame house and barn, the latter being of unusual size for that time and country. Above the door of the barn was a beard which bore tbe stenciled legend: "John IVasley, Orwell Farm." As Samson drew near the house he observed a man working on the roof of a woodshed. Something familiar in his look belt! the eye of the New Salem man. In half a moment he recoguized the face of Henry Brimstead. It was now a cheerful face. Brimstead came down from the ladder and they, shook hands. "Good land o Goshen ! How did you j.et here?" Sanisou asked. Brimstead answered: "Throush the help of a feller that looks like you nn' the grit of n pair o horses. Come down this road early in September on my way to the land o plenty. Found Peasley here. Couldn't help it. Saw his name on the barn. Used to go to school with him in Orwell. He offered to sell me some land with a house on It an trust me for his pay. I liked the looks o' the country and so I didn't go no further. I was goin to write yon a letter, but I hain't got around to It yet. Alnt forgot wnat, yon done for us, I can tell ye that." 'Well this looks better than the f C- - aJtf -Xs. vju you," said Samson. "I was expecting it, though I supposed 'twould be walk in' in tbe dark n'tiht," t'eiley answered. "Drive in on the barn tloor." When Samson had driven into the barn Its doors were closed and the negroes were crlled from their place of hiding. Samson writes: "I never realized what a blessing It is to be free until I saw that scared man and woman craulin- out from under the dusty hay nnd shading themselves like a pair of dogs. The weather was nor cold or I guess they would have been frozen. They knelt together on tlie barn floor and the woman prayed for God's protection through the day. Peasley brought food for them ami stowed then! away on the top of his haymow with a pair of buffalo skins. I suppose" they got some sleep there. I went inlo the house to breakfast and while I ate Brimstead told me about his trip. His children were there. They locked 'lean and decent. He lived in a log cabin a little further up the road. Mrs. IVasley's sister waited on me. She is a fat and cheerful looking lady, very light complected. Her hair Is red like tomato ketchup. Looks to me n likely, stout-armed, gootblsearted woman who can do a lot of hard work. She can see a joke and has an answer h::r.;"y every time." For details of the remainder of the historic visit of Samson Traylor to tho home of John Peasley we are indebted to a letter from John to his brother Charles, tlated February 21. IS.?. In this he says: "We hud gone out to the burn and Brimstead und I were helping Mr. Traylor hitch up his horse. All of a sudden two men came riding up the road at a fast trot and turned in and come straight toward us end pulled up by the wagon. One of them was a slim, red-cheeked young feller about twenty-three years old. He wore top ho as and spurs and a broad-brimmed black hat and gloves and u lur waistcoat and purty linen. He loked ut the tires ttf the wagon und said: 'That's the one we've followed.' "'Which o' you is Samson Trayior? he asked. "'I am.' said Traylor. "The young feller jumped orr hi horse ami tied him to the fence. Tin n he went up to Traylor und said: "'What did you do with my niggers, you dirty sucker?' "Men from Missouri hated the Illinois folks them days and called ein Suckers. " "Hain't you a little reckless, youn? feller?' Traylor said, as cool as a cu-uniher. He stood up nigh the barn Joor, which Brimstead had closed after we backed the wagon out. "The young feller stepped dose lo the New Salem man and raised his whip for a blow. Quick as lightnin' Traylor grabbed him and threw him ag'in the barn tloor, keewhack ! lis ' hit so hard the boards ber;,.,;! the whole barn roared and ;;em!!fd. The other feller tried to jiet his pistol out of its holster, but Brimstead, wh stood beside him, grabbed i. and I got his boss by tie biis n:.d we both held on. Tlie young fel'.er i: y on the ground shakin as ii' he had ;!ie ague. i c? never .-ee a man -so so,. .: .n it second. Traylor ph-ked hi ii up. ills right arm was broke ar.d his f.,'-. am1 shoulder bruifed so:mo. Ye'd u ' : !;t a st film en: yp.e had Plowed ;?, while he wa putt :n' wo.'d i:i it. lie wis kind o' limp and the mad had leaked out o' him. "'I reek on I belter find :. do -tor," he says. "'You get into my v.v.k t r.nd I'll j iak ye to a trood one.' says Traylor. "Just then Stephen Nuckh s, the circuit minister, rode in with the big bloodhound that follers him around. "The other slaver had got off his hoss In the scrimmage. Traylor started for him. The slaver began to hack away ami suddenly broke into a run. The big dog took after h'.m with a kind of a lion roar. We all began yelling at the dog. We made more noise than you'd hear at the end of a hoss race. It scairt the yonng feller. lie put on more steam and went up the ladder to the roof of the woodshed like a chased weasel. The dog stood barkin" as if he had treed a bear. Traylor grabbed the ladder and pulled It down. " 'You stay there till I get away an' you'll be safe, said he. 'The man looked down and swore and shook his fist and threatened us with the law. "Mr. Xuckles rode close to the woodshed and looked up at him. " 'My brother, I fear you be not a Christian. he said. "lie swore at the minister. That settled him. I reckon he better stay thar till he pits a little o' God's grace in his soul,' says the minister. "Then he says to the dog: 'Ponto, you keep 'hn right thar.' "The dog appeared to understand what was expected of him. m& " Sm J" 1 li'.k. "Mr. Kelso's remarks, especially the part which applied to me, remind me of the story of the prosperous grocer of Jollct. One Saturday night he and. his boys were busy selling sausage. Suddenly In came a man with whom he had quarreled and laid two dead cats on the counter. Tkere. said he, 'this makes seven today. I'll call Monday ami gt uiy money. "We were doing a good business here making fun. It seems a pity to ruin It and throw suspicion on the quality of the goods by throwing a cat on the counter. This raised a storm of merriment, after which he recited the poem . of Iurns, with keen appreciation of Its quality. Samson repeatedly writes- of his gift for interpretation, especially of the comic. snd now and then lays particular stress on his power of mim icry. John Cameron sang "The Sword of Bunker Hill and "Forty Years Ago Tom." Samson plnyed while the older people danced until midnight. Then. after noisy farewells, men, women and children started In the moonlit road toward the village. Ann Ilutledge had Abe on one arm and John McNeil on the other. CHAPTER VI. Which Describes the Lonely Life in a Prairie Cabin and a Stirring Ad venture on the Underground Rail road About the Time It Began Op erations. When Samson paid Mr. Goliaher, a "detector" came with the latter to look at the money before it was accepted There were many counterfeits aud hills good only at a certain discount of face value going about those days and the detector was In great request. Di rectly after moving In, Samson dug a well and lined It with a hollow log. He bought tools and another team and then he and Harry began their fall plowing. Pay after day for weeks they paced with their turning furrows until a hundred acres, stretching half a mile to the west and well to the north of the house, were black with them. Fever and ague descended up on the little home In the early winter. In a letter to her brother, dated January 4th, 1532, Sarah writes: "We have been longing for news front home, but not a word has como from you. It don't seem as If we could stand It unless we hear from you or some of the folks once In a while We are not dead just because we are a thousand miles away. We want to hear from you. Please write and let us know" how father and mother are and all the news, We have all leen sick with the fever and ague. It is n beautiful country and the ssil is very rich, but there 1- some stcknts Samson and I were both sick at the same time. I never knew Samson to give up I efore. He couldn't go on. his head ached , so. L:ttle Joe hehotl me got ho t're started and brought srme water and waited on us. Harry Ncd!es had gone sway to Springfield for Mr. OsYut with a drove of hogs. Tv other boys are wish hhu. lie is going to buy a new suit. He is a very proud boy. Joe and Betsey got back with the doctor -at nine. That night Ahe Lincoln came and sat up with us and gave us our medicine and kept tlie lire going. It was comical to see him lying Itoside Joe in his trundle bet!, with his long legs sticking over the end of it and his feet standing on the floor about a yard from the Innl. He was spread all over the place. He talked about religiou and his views would shock most of our friends in the East. He doesn't believe in the kind of Heaven that the ministers talk about or any eternal hell, lie says that nobody knows anything about the hereafter, except that God Is kind and forgiving father and that all men are His children. He says that we can only serve God by serving each other. He seems to think that every man, good or bad. black or white, rich or poor. Is his brother. He thinks that Henry Clay, next to Daniel Wel-ster, is the greatest man In tbe country. He is studying hard. I-xiects to go out and make speeches for Clay next summer. -He is quite severe In his talk against General Jackson. He and Samson agree in polities and religion. They are a good deal alike. hlle Is verv fend of Samson and Har rycalls them his partners. We love this big awkward giant. His feet are set la the straight way and we think that he Is going to make his mark in the world. . "You s;t id you would come out next spring to look about. Please don't disappoint us. I think it would "almost break my heart. I am counting the days. Dont be afraid of fever and ague, Saptogton's pills cure It In three THE SLAVES. 5rrnp Sanson and Sarah Traj-lor, xclth their two children, Jc5ah and Better, travel by waeon from thir home in Yergenncs. Vt., tf the West, the land of plenty. Their destination la the Ountry ot the Ssnwrnon, in Illinois. At N!a-r Dalls they meet John McNeil, wrho al decUcs to co to th San-gtiwn country. Srahs ministrations save the life tf Harry Xee--dles, tn the last slaee of fver, and he accompanies the Tmylors. They reach New Salem. Illinois, and are welcomed by young Abe tjincoln, .lack Kelso and his pretty daupMer Blm. elxteen years of ape. and others. Sam!on decides to stay and raises his cabin. I .thI by Jack Armstronar. rowdies make trouble. tJncoln thrashes Armstrxn-. Harry Needles strikes Bap McNeil. Harry la attacked by McNoll and h'.s ST,t. ard Bim drives them off with a shotgun. McNeil la markedly attentive to Ann Bulled ge. Ijincoln Is In love with Ann. but has never had nouph tfsrse to tell her so. Harry loves Bim. CHAPTER V Continued. John McNeil ktssod Ann Hutlotljre that evontng and was most attentive to her, and thp wotnt?n were saying that th two had fnllon tn love with eich tether. Sro how she looks at htm, one of thm widsperod. "Well, It's just the way he looks at her, the other answered. At the first pause fh the merriment Kelso stood on a chair, and then silence fell upon the little company, lIy good neifhhors, he began, "we r here to rejotvv that new friends bT come to tis and that a new home Is born In our midst. We bid them w-elcome. They are hig-honed, Mg-h carted fvdks. No man has grown largo wh has net at ouo time or another had his feet tn the soil and felt lt magic power going up into his blood and bone and sinew. Hero Is a wonderful soil and the Inspiration of wide horinons: hero are broad and fcr-ttle fields. Where the corn grows dgh ycu can grow statesmen. It may be that out of one of these little cab-In? a man will come to carry the torch of Liberty and Justice so high that Its light will shine Into every dark place. So let no one despise the cabin humble as it Is. Samson and Sarah Traylor, I welcome and congratulate you. Whatever may come, you can Cnd no better friend than these, and of this you may be sure, no child of the prairies will ever go about with a i A, 3 Tf m He and tis Boys Were Busy Selling Sausages. hand organ r?nd a monkey. Our friend. Honest Abe, Is one of the few rich Eon In this neighborhood. Among his assets are Kirkhams Grammar, The rugrim's" Trogross. the 'Lives of Waslxington aud Henry Clay, 'Hani-let's Soliloquy, 'Othello's 'Speech to the Senate,' 'Marc Anthony's Address' aed a part of 'Webster's Repy to Hayne." A man cjtme along the other day and sold him a barrel of rubbish for two bits. In It he found a volume cf 'Blnckstor.e's Commentaries. Old Blackstone challenged htm to a wrestle and "Abe has grarr'er with him. i reckon he'll take h!s measure as easily as he took Jack Armstrong's. Lately b has got possession of a noble asset. It is The Cotter's Saturday Night, by Robert Burns. I propose to ask him to let os share tita enjoyment of this treasure. Abe, who had been sitting with hi? legs doubled beneath him on a buffalo aftn, bervrWo Jo tod Betsey Traylor. as0 asld' 7am -vv h&$ ls II Pii-Ji El CffN. hp H 9x& JJ rt pt.'ainm. C 7.51 "'i At it tk lftifml h i Sy -Spirit f AUtm S '"" nnitry XS L4l5 tin m'U. k Brighten Up Your Walk This Fall Have the al!s of wesr ttwns cheerfulness insteai cf g'.ocm. Hae walls titat will harmon fee withnigs and furniture, colors thst will enhance and not detract rrem four gowns ana personal appearance. fit Tcmr BZs IsttJ ef Kk m ime r WMfer Altbdstine will give you tSat soft, pastel effect In neutnl colon that so many ate enjoying in tSe most attractive homes and public be 3 ding. AUbastine Is artistic sanitary, datable and economtcaL Alabastine has tinctive ments rwrnbsd throtxghout the world; ready to mix and use by adding cc!J water. Our Decorative Service Department Oa dctCTtiSe Atwmaift lexa A S?wt to wnce ad rff desire to Jo to. ye hrre tSe memvt ct Wnirt tottrie Scontions 6 titousanJ ct At best honxs vi dot exrcTxcce k -r foe the askar. Reatcmber, tV( it rnhf one qualdr of Asair anil at a verf comkm-a! ccst yocs trto tl Heme cC TTcse Xilr!r ftdtm vavs Kx the crc aoi circle printed in red and are wi-nca in avoi r. TtUt betra the case, the qucfoco of hrAl TOt ta2 ate aitbtkalf deoccatcd 3epcras oa the prop' crearaKnt of colon. faimilAMtmniiiw4iimlpiiChRtowf aMcScar mml ihn mm t w r cfcfcracm a pn. 0 ttawaf T(f-ejT. -. (4 C la- - i I The Akbsstine Company issi EliphaUt Biffc meets Bim Kelso.' (TO B CONTtNUEIX

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