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THE FAIRTtlOUNT NEWS servant. Samson roared with laugh- f A Man for the Age A Story of the Builders of Democracy ler. "Now, Collar, get up on your horse and hurry Vni along, but don't ketch up with Vns if you esm hefp it," said Peasley." When the constable had gone. Pens-ley said to Samson. "We'Si nrop these slaves at Nate Haskell's door. He'll take Aire of "em until dark and start 'em oil the north road. Late It jhe evening I'll pick 'em up an get 'era out o' this part o the country." Meanwhile Brimstead and Harry had. stood for a moment in the door-yard of the former, watching the pnr- IRVING BACHELLER m ir) . m)j Never say "Aspirin" without saying -'Bayer." WARNING! Unless you see name "Bayer" on tablets, you are not getting genuine Aspirin prescribed by physicians over 2 1 years and proved safe by millions for Colds Headache ' Rheumatism Toothache Neuralgia Neuritis Earache Lumbago Pain, Pain Accept only "Bayer" package which contains proper directions. 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In Which Abe Returns From Vandalia and Is Engaged to Ann, and Three Interesting Slaves Arrive at the Home of Samson Traylor, Who, With Harry Needles, Has an Adventure of Much Importance on the Underground Read. Abe came back from the legislature to resume his duties as postmaster. The evening of his arrival he went to pee Ann. The girl was in poor health. She had had no news of MeXamar since January. Her spirit seemed to be broken. They walked together up end down the deserted street of the little village that evening. Abe told her of his life In Vandalia and of his hopes and plans. "My greatest hope is that you will feel that you can put up with me." he said. "I would try to learn how to make you happy. I think if you would fcelp me a little I could do it." "If you want me to, I will marry you, Abe, said she. "I cannot say that I love you. but my mother and father pay that I would learn to love you. and sometimes I think it is true. I really want to love you." They were on the bluff that overlooked the river aud the deserted mill. They were quits alone looking down at the moonlit plains. A broken sigh came from the lips of the tall young man. lie wiped his eyes with his handkerchief. He took her hand in both of his and pressed It against his breast and looked down into her face and said: "I wish I could tell you what is in ay heart. There are things this tongue of mine could say, but not :hat. I shall show you. but I shall not fry to tell you. Words are good jnough for politics and even for the religion of most men. but not for this love I feel. Only in my life shall I try to express it." He held her hand as they walked on In silence for a moment. "About a year from now we can be married." he said. "I shall be able t Am Sure I Shall Love You," She Whispered. to take car? of you then. I think. Meanwhile we will all help you to take care of yourself. You don't look well." She kissed his cheek and he kissed hers when they parted at the door of the tavern. ."I am sure I shall love you," she whispered. "Those sm phe best words that ever came to my cars," he answered, and left her with a solemn sense of. h:s commitment. Soon after that Abe went to the north line of the county to do some Purveying, and on his return, in the last week of May, came out for a talk with the Traylors. That was the 2Cth of May, 1S3, a date of much importance In the calendar of the Traylors. It bad been a clear, warm day, followed by a cloudless, starry night, with a chilly b.eeze blowing. Between eleven and twelve o'clock Sarah and Samson were awakened by the hoot of an owl in the dooryard. In i moment they heard three taps on a window pane. They knew what it meant. Both got our tf bed and Into their clothes as quick ly as possible. Sa mson lighted a can dle and put some wood on the Ere. Then he opened the door with the tandle In his hand. A stalwart, good- looking mulatto itttn, with a smoo;h- shaven face, stood In the doorway. Is the coast clear?" he whispered "All clear" Samson answered. In t low tone. Til be back In a minute," said the tiegro, as be disappeared In the dark ness, returning presently with two women, both very black. They sat twn In the dim Ugfct of the cabin. Harry, who had been awakened by Ise arrival tot tie Itrangers, came down t ladder. 13 In a a f Copyright. Trclnr TSxchpnei- and into a fence corner, while the horse ran up the road, with the pis tols In their holsters on his back. They rose and fought until Harry, being quicker and stronger, got the best of It. The slaver was severely punished. Biggs swore bitterly at the two Yankees. "I'll have you dirty suckers arrested. If there's any law in this state." he declared, as he stood leaning against the fence, with an eye badly swollen and blood streaming from his nose. "I suppose you can do it," said Sam son, lint nrst let s see ii we can find yor.r horse. I think I saw him turn in at the house above." Samson drove the team, while Biggs and Harry walked up the road in silence. The negro followed in the sad- He. Teasley had caught Biggs horse and was standing at the roadside. "I want to find a justice of the peace, said Biggs. "There's one at the next house above. I'll send my boy for him," Feaslev answered. The Justice arrived in a few minutes ahd Biggs lodged a complaint founded on the allegation that his slaves were concealed in the hay on Samson's wagon. The hay was re moved r.nd no slaves were discovered. "I suppose they left my niggers at the house below," said Biggs as he mounted his horse and, with his companion, started at a gallop in the direction of Brimstead's. Samson re mained with Peasley and the Justice. "You had better go down and see what happens." he said to Harry. "We'll follow you in a few minutes." So Harry walked down to Brim-stead's. He found the house in a condition of panic. Biggs and his helper had discovered the mulatto and his wife hiding In the barn. The negroes and the children were crying. Mrs. Brim- stead met Harry outside the door. "What are we to do?" she asked tearfully. "Just keep cool," saM Harry. "Fa ther Traylor and Mr. Peasley will be here soon." Biggs and his companion came out of the door with Brimstead. "We will take the niggers to the river and put them on aboat," Biggs was saying. His face and shirt and bosom were smeared with blood. He asked Mrs. Brimstead for a basin of water and a towel. The good woman took him to the washstand and supplied his needs. In a few moments Samson and Peas ley arrived. "Well, you've found them, have you?" Peasley asked. "Thev were here, as I thought," said Biggs. "Well, the Justice says we must sur render the negroes and take them to the nearest landing for you. We've come to do It." "It's better treatment than I ex pected." Biggs answered. "You'll find that we have a good deal of respect for the law," said Teasley. Biggs and his friend went to the tarn for their horses. The others conferred a moment with the two slaves and Mrs. Brimstead. Then the latter went out into the garden lot to a woman in a sunbonnet who was working with a hoe some fifteen rods from the house. Mrs. Brimstead seemed to be conveying a message to the woman by signs. Evidentlv the latter was deaf and dumb. "That is the third slave," Brimstead whispered. "I don't believe thev'll discover her." Soon Peasley and Samson rt Into the wagon with the negroes and drove away, followed by the two horsemen In a little village on the river they stopped at a low frame house. A woman came to the door. "Is Freeman ColJar here?" Pcaslev demanded. "He is back In the garden," the woman answered. "Please ask him to come here." In a moment Collar came around the house with a hoe on his shoulder. "Good morning. Mr. Constable." stUl Peasley. "This Is Eliphalet Biggs of St. Louis, and here Is a warraut for his arrest." "For my arrest!" Biggs exclaimed. "What Is the charge?" , "That you hired a number of men to bum the house of Samson Henry Traylor, near the village of Xew Salem, In Sangamon county, and, by violence, to compel him to leave saUl county; that, on the 29th of August, said men the same being eight in number attempted to carry out your design and, being captured and overpowered, all confessed Jheir guilt and your connection with It. their sworn confessions being now In the possession of one Stephen Xuekles. a minister of this county, t do not need to remind you that It Is a grave offense and likely to lead to your confinement for a term of years.' "Well, by G ," Biggs shouted. In anger. 'You suckers will have some traveling to do before you arrest me." lie struck the spurs In his horse and galloped away, followed byv his I - i tv on its wav up the roau. l.ninstead blew out his breath and said in a low tone: "Saw I'll tell ye. I ain't had so much excitement since Samson Traylor rode Into Flea valley. The women need a chance to wash their faces and slick up a litt'e. Les you and me go h.-ck to the creek and go in swimmin' an' look the farm over." "What become of the third nigger?" Harry asked. "She went out In the field in a sun- bonnet an went to work with a hoe and they didn't discover her." said Brimstead. Tluv inl their swim In the creek and got back to the house at dinner time. Samson had returned and. s they sat down at the table Harry asked : "What have you done with the third slave?" "She's been upstairs, getting washed and dressed," said Mrs. Brimstead. As she spoke, the stairway door opened and Bim entered the room in a silk gown and slippers. Sorrow had put its mark upon her face, but had "Here Is a Warrant for His Arrest." not extinguished her beauty. All rose from the table. Harry walked toward her. She advanced to meet him. Face to face, they stopped and looked into each other's eyes. The moment long desired, the moment endeared and sublimated by the dreams of both, the moment toward which their thoughts had been wont to ha ten. after the cares of the day, like brooks coming down from the mountains, had arrived suddenly. She was in a way prepared for It. She had taken thoucht of what she would do and say. He had not. Still it made no difference. Quickly they fell Into each other's embrace, and the depth of their feeling we may guess when w'e read in the diary of the rugged and rather stoical Samson that no witness of the scene spoke or moved "until I turned my back upon it for shame of my tears." Soon Bim came and kissed Samson's cheek and said : "I am not g ing to make trouble. 1 couldn't help this. I heard what he said to you last night. It made me happy in spite of all my troubles. I love hmi, but above all I shall try to keep his heart as clean and noblu as It has always been. I really meant to be very strong and upright. It V all over now. Forgive us. We are going to be as respectable as as we can." Samson pressed her hand and said? "You came with the slaves and t guess you heard our talk in the wagon. "Yes, t came with the slaves, and was as black as either of them; W.s had all suffered. I should have come alone, but they had been good aid faithful to nie. 1 could not boa to leave them to endure the violencn of that man. We left together one night when he was in n Sunken stupor. We took a boat to Alton and caught the Star of the North to Beardstown they traveling as my servants. There I hired a- team and wagon. It brought us to the grove near your house." "Why did you disgU'se yourself before you came In?" "t longed to see Harry, but 1 did not want him" to see nie. , t did not know that he would cure to see me." she answered. "I lot-sred to see all of you. Now I am ret-.dy to go to my father's house like tbc Prodigal Son coming back after his foUy." Btm kissed Samson's cheek and embraced Annabel and ber mother and-hurried out of the horse. Harry car ried her bag to the beggy and helped her In. She waved her hand as the buggy Went up the road. "It's the same old Btm," Harry said to himself, as he stood watching her. "But I think she's lovelier than ever was. (TO UK COMTIKUKl.)' w WW "These are fugitive slaves on their way north," said Samson. "Take them out to the stack. I'll bring some food a few m'-nutes. Harry conducted them to their hiding place, and when they had entered It. he brought a ladder and opened the top of the stack. A hooped shaft In the middle of It led to a point near Its top and provided ventilation. Then he crawled In at the entrance, through which Samson passed a pail of food, a jug of water and some buffalo hides. Harry sat with them for a few moments In the black darkness of the stack room to learn whence they had come and whither they wished to go. "We are from St. Louis, suh,w the mulatto answered. "We are on our way to Canada. Our next station is the house of John Peasley. In Tazewell county." "Do you know a man of the name of Eliphalet Biggs, who lives In St. Louis?" Harry asked. - "Yes, suh ; I see him often, suh," the negro answered. "What kind of a man Is he?" "Good when he is sober, suh, but brute when he is drunk." "Is he cruel to his wife?" "He beats her with a whip, suh. . "My G !" Harry exclaimed. "Why don't she leave him?" , "She has left him, suh. She is staying with a friend. It has been hard for her to get away. She has been a slave, too." Harry's voice trembled with emotion when he answered : "I am sure that none of her friends knew how she was being treated." "I suppose that she was hoping an praying, suh. that he would change." "I think that one of us will take you to TeasJey's tomorrow night, said Harry. "Meanwhile I hope you get good rest. With that he left them, filled the moxith of the cave with hay and went into the house. There he told his good friends of what he had heard. "I shall go down to St. Louis." he said. "I read In the paper that there was a boat Monday. "Tm first thing fo do Is to go to bed," said Sarah. 'There's not much left of the night. They went to bed, but the young man could not sleep. Bim had posses sion of his heart again. Fortunately, the spring's work was finished and there was not much to be done next day. Samson went to "Colonel" Luklns' cabin and arranged with him and his wife to come and stay with Sarah and made other preparations for the journey to the north. Soon' after nightfall they put their guests on a small load of hay, so that they could quickly cover themselves. If necessary, and set out for Fer.slevs farm. As they rode along Samson had a frank talk with Harry. "I think you ought to get over be ing In love with Bim," he said. "I've told myself that a dozen time, but It do:t do any good," said the boy. "She's another man's wife and you have r.o risrht to love her." "She's another man's slave, and I can't stand the thought of It," Harry answered. "If a man's sister were In such trouble. I think he'd have the right to help her; and she's more than a sister to me. "I'll stand with you on the sister platform," said Samson. At sunrise they Ftopped to give their horses a moment to rest. In the distance thev could see Brimstead's bouse and the harrowed fields around it. The women were lying covered by the hay; the man was sitting up and looking back down the road. "They're coming." be exclaimed, suddenly, as he got under the hay. Samson and Harry could see horsemen following at a gallop half a" mile or so down the road. Our friends hurried their team and got to Brim-stead's door ahead of the horsemen. Henry Brimstead stood in the open door. "Take these slaves Into the house and get them out of sight as quick as you can,' said Samson. "There's going to be a quarrel here in a minute." The slaves slid off the load and ran into the house. The team started on toward Peas-ley's farm as If nothing had happened, with Harry and Samson standing on the load. In a moment they saw, to their astonishment. Biggs and a colored servant coming at a slow trot. Were the slaves they carried the property of Biggs? "Stop that wagon," the latter shouted. 'Samson kept on, turning out a little to let them pass. "Stop or we'll shoot you horses," biggs deiv.afcded. "They'll have to pass close to the load," Harry whispered. "I'll Jump on behind Biggs as he goes by." The words were scarcely out f his mouth when Harry sprang off the load, catching Biggs shoulders and landing squarely tn the rump of his horse. 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