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Show UTAH LEHI FREE PRESS. LEH1. . Ht Ingenious India, the Nawab of j, held a reception during .v the first time. reveTM from his throne. The eZJH suspic ious , yet he ? smiled at them and seeSfH H enjoying himself. Ar-was asleep. Having had opium before the recW'"' had had his court artisttM gay, happy smile on his tW5! could be present and smZS much - needed Weekly. PAT TERMS OF WOLFPEM By HARLAN HATCHER by to BobbaaUrrUl Co t SYNOPSIS lieu she forgot t lie wnoke of the mill to fancy In the ancient stillness the cloud puff and sharp report of rifle which now Saul's long flint-Ukhung above the fireplace on the antleis of the first buck he had shot at the mouth of Wolfpen in 17'). That gun 'J In 17S5 Saul Pattern of Virginia ram Into the beautiful virgin country of the UiK Sandy valley In Kentucky. Chief f the perils were the Khawneei, who ought to hold their lands from the whiles. Vrom a huge pinnacle Haul gazed upon the fat bottom and the endless acres of forest In Ita primeval quietude at the mouth of the Wolfpen, and felt an eagerness to poksesa it, declaring it a place fit fur a man to LIVE In! Five yearn later he returned with Barton, his lif son, and built a rude cabin. In Sauls absence the Indians attacked Barton and wounded him so badly Haul Was forced to return with him to Virginia. In 1796, when It was reasonably afe, Saul returned with his family and ft patent for 4.000 acres, this time t Stay. He added to the cabin, planted Tops and fattened his stock on the rich Tieadows. Soon other settlers arrived. century later. In the spring of lSXj, We find Cynthia Pattern, "f the fifth feneration following Saul, perched on the pinnacle from which her Kieat-ffre- grandfather had first viewed Wolfpen liottoms. The valleys, heretofore untouched by the waves of change weeping the llepublic, are at last beginning t feei that restless surse. Her 4ad, Sparrel, and her brother, Jense. Jasper and Abral, have been busy con mill to Verting the old team power. with its bullet pouch and powder-horwhich he had bought from Boone in when they met at the autumn of Pound lap. made more human for Cynthia t he incorporeal Saul of the poplar log. Its barrel seemed almost as Ion;; to her as a cane Dishing pole, and too heavy to shoulder. She tried to Imagine Daniel Boone and Saul Pattradtern sitting around a camp-firing stories of their adventures in the Bin Sandy country when the Indians si ill held it. The side of the horn w inch rubbed against trie learner poucn was worn smooth and was colored like the ivoried ventral of a minnow; but the outside had darkened and wentlired into a deep brown, lending asii g uiariy liteline animation to i lie two ritlong rattlesnakes which coiled and twisted prominently Into the initials I. B. at the big end, and darted forked tongues at the Indians, deer, panthers, stars, and wahoo leaves tilling the rest f the space down to the stopper in CHAPTER I Continued the tapering point. Near Saul's grave but under small 2 "Well, boys, there she Is," Spurrol er markers, lay ner tjreat i.ranuiauier thouted to the crowd which was now Barton and her Grandfather This. pressing about the mill nnd peeking They could hope to survive only as through the doors and windows. A Saul's son and grandson. She won tream of yellow meal slid down the dered what Barton was like behind the Chute Into a sack. legend of his strength, If he had really "Well, now, I'll be dogged," the skep- lifted those millstones ami what he tical neighbor said. "Who'd ever study would think of the new engine. Barton's son This had built in the Up a contraption like that to turn a late lS2()'s the central body of the PatBilllstone with, anyhow?" It stood there on a gentle "It runs all right, but It makes a tern house. half-milup the Wolfpen BotIght of fuss about it," Cynthia said, rise a tom on the site chosen from this Shelf arose and from the ledge where she for It by Saul Pattern under the shelat. "I guess I better get back now." As she started down the path, she ter of a wrinkle In the hill. Julia was still out In her garden be looked across the bottom to the weathlow the house. stone old of ered slab at the head It is a good house for a body to Grandfather Saul's grave on the Cranes-nes- t Shelf, and she felt that something live In. And I better he getting back ut of the old life had now to be burled to it Instead of just mooning about ere among a lot of gravestones; for With him. Mother will be going in now soon to Down the winding contours of the start supper and the menfolk will lie path to the creek, through the peacli coming home hungry and after while orcnara, over the Kong nottoni, up it will be dark again." The house Cynthia looked at with Sfieepfold Hollow a few paces, then ftlong the path and she was at Cranes-nes- t the feeling that it was time to return Shelf. There was for Cynthia to It, stood In 1SS5 as a monument to something Intimate and old about these all four generations of Wolfpen Pat place-name- s log which had grown out of terns. The the very stuff of her family's life. room which had been Saul's lirst home, Through the year the emotions of chil- was now the kitchen. Barton had fashdren and grandchildren gathering ioned the stone chimney with the wide round these home spots gave meanings log fireplace, and had wrought out on his own anvil the crane which still to the place-nameWhat was spread about In the bot held the boiling pots. This built on the the sitting-room- , torn land was united In the small plot the dining-room- , within the rails on Cranesnest Shelf hallway aud the up stairs sleeping-rooms- . Three years he labored to where lsfy at rest the earlier makers of the land. Cynthia leaned forward with build his house, and, except for the her chin In her left hand and her eyes glass windows and the wrought-lroon Stack Bottom, but she was looking nails brought across the hills from at nothing outside of herself. She Mount Sterling to Wolfpen on the made worlds of her own and went backs of mules, all the materials came out of the place and were fashioned by there to live when she wished. hand. The poplar logs and the pine For she was much alone, without lonely. Jesse seemed nearer than were felled In the hollow above the her other two brothers, but even he orchard. Her own father had carried on the was a man. Both of her sisters were gone. Lucy, the oldest of the family tradition of his fathers. When, in 1S."3, was married years ago nnd lived over he married the beautiful Julia Strat on the Sandy farm at the Pattern ford from Scioto, he made her a weddinof the weatherhoarded Landing; and Jenny, who was next to g-present overlooking Jasper, already had two children and wing, the weaving-rooseemed miles away on the Ilorsepen the garden which Cynthia had left that Eranch farm. But to Cynthia they afternoon, and the two story porch were no farther away now than before with the ornamental banisters across their marriage because they had al the front of the house, all done by ways been of another generation from hand on the Wolfpen property. When It was finished there was no herself, the youngest of the children save Abral. Grandfather Saul seemed better house in the Big Sandy Valley, as close to her ns Lucy, perhaps clos outside of Pikeville or Prestonsburg, er. For she could recreate him and his and It established for the remainder of sons to please her own fancy; could the century the architecture for that dress him in his old buckskin breeches, district. handed down through the generations which she would take from their peg CHAPTER II in the wall by the staircase landing, as out as their long legs far stretching The half distinct mood of forebodshe could reach, swelling out her im ing began to leave Cynthia as she went a man to until life it brought agination seven feel tall, a whole foot higher with easy movement down the steep and up the hollow to the house. than her own father, great enough to path It was almost the same as it had al incredible and wear those go breeches, in been ways everything tramping In long Btrldes over all Big alert with theearly spring, feeling that the with out It sharp eyes Sandy, spying was coming again to these botclaiming a share of It for himself, toms. A new mill that sprayed soot this on a particuln family planting and smoke at the mouth of the creek into wilder the It right spot, building ness with nothing but his great legs would make no difference in the plowand huge hands and unyielding deter ing and the planting that would soon Join this spring to all the others that mlnatlon. There was something vital about him had passed over Wolfpen. Cynthia crossed the wood-lo- t Into the which refused to perish. She had al Julia was still In her garden beways thought of him as living there In yard. a cabin Instead of dead In a grave. She hind the picket fence moving the earth fell to thinking of his son, her Great with her hoe, not working, but enjoyGrandfather Barton, with the knot In ing the smell of the soil, planning her hla neck, hollowing out a poplar log to beds, feeling the approach of spring and reluctant to go back Into the lay Saul's body in nnd Imagining It be house. Shelf which he Cynthia waved to her. Then to this borne up ing had selected for himself, while the seeing the empty water pail on the the kitchen door, she cargreat shadow of the Pinnacle continued benchit by leisurely to space off the hours on the ried to the well by the pear tree unsun-diof the bottoms whicn nail for der the sheltering portico of the eel his. Now they belonged lar house. She leaned over the well been mcrlj wno una gomi box to watch the bucket rise with to his the down the river into the great world end of the polo and to hear the josilcd to overflow splashing against the stemand brought back a steam-engin- e make smoke and roar because the val and echoing with a thin resonance as It fell back into the well. ley-- was filling up with people. I reckon that's Just what you'd do Julia was hanging her eye hoe he yourself though if you lived now In twecn two palings by the" gate stead of theD; only it seems different looking quietly oxer the bare gi,,!,-'!- ' somehow." that was nearly ready for Sirni, teen-year-l- d water-wheele- iiiiwii in ii e d Cvnthia went on into the kitehA center of tire still smoldered among the gray wood ashes In the of ojien fireplace. She put a shovelful red flakes into the stove and laid on As the stove grew some dry wood. warm against the cool damp of th" April evening, a sense of spread over the kitchen which held in its walls the family intimacies of the years. Cynthia liked this big room iu the evenings and its feel of having been long lived in. The center of inwas Barton's fireplace with tiie old clock on the shelf above it and the smooth worn hickory chairs gathered around it where the family sat In the evening. On the left of the mantel and behind the stove by the window-waSparrel's own corner: a desk an I chair, a shelf of hooks, and the last and box of tools with which he shoes for the family. On the right of the mantel was Julia's rocking chair and "I wonder what it is about a kitchen that makes folks like to sit there of In a regular sitting-room':She pushed the chairs from her path "I reckon it's to the cupboard. it smells so good where the bread hakes and thcie is always a warmth on a cool evening." She took down the wooden mixing bowl from the shelf above the table. "I'll make the bread," Julia said. "You get the things out of the cellar." Cynthia brought the sour milk from the cellar nnd went to the smoke-hous- ...... ... -- ;..!- intn" nil when he young built the brick plant down by the claj i ou barrow, they saw. . i .s ,.1.- .- 1...V? t..rjrlipr make that kiihi ox oav from Sparrel." Now they got brick hi kiln to put in place of the old - plow. en. j chimneys. ' s work-basket- d . mm e tiie mill. "Mix That Up With Your Sour Milk and Soda, Julia." -- -- new-yea- great-grandso- n After supper while the boys were putting things in order for the night at the barn, and Julia was milking her cow and tending to the crocks in the over the spring, Cynthia was gathering the dishes and washing them in the big tin pan on the stove and Sparrel sat at his desk in the corner stretching his loug legs and writing In his ledger. "lie always puts everything down in his books," Cynthia thought, watching him having his pleasure at the end of the day. "April 10, 1885 Erected first steam-mill- . Warm. Plenty of sun. Poplar Bottom ready to plow." The best part of him seemed to her to belong in that corner under the shelf of books: the old brown Bible with the family names in it; the complete files of the Franklin Almanac beginning with Number XX, 183S, "being the second after bissextile or leap year and after the Fourth of July, the C'trd of American Independence, calculated yy John Armstrong, Teacher of Mathematics, Pittsburgh." A book of selections for reading aloud stood beside IUiyckinck's Complete Shakespeare in one volume of nine hundred nnd sixty-eigh- t olumn folio pages with a frontispiece of "OTIIKU.o relating his adventures." At the mantel end of the shelf was the worn history of the I'nited States beginning with the discovery of America and ending with the conquest of California and a page picture of San Francisco in with a steam sloop and three sailing boats at anchor in the hay. Much of Cynthia's dream-lif- e centered about Sparrel and those two volumes. Long before she could read for herself, she had sat on his knees while he read the pictures to her, or she had laid propped on her elbows on the floor before the light of the log fire making stories of her own from the illustra milk-hous- sixteen-hy-twenty-fo- n She heard the three brothers coining in from the barn to wasli for supper. "Kni.ner is a nice time. The dusk of eveuiiig begins to crowd the day.igiu out of the valley aud force it up the mountains, bringing everybody and thing from around the place Into one spot where it's warm aud the food js cooking. The hoys are all just tired enough to sit down and rest, ana i don't mind doing up the supper tilings because everybody is happy after lie is fed; the chickens go to roost in the trees, and the cows lie down on I he wet grass, and the horses go to eating in the meadow and Paddy sits iu his corner and Mother in hers." ('.within was up and down during the meal, wailing on her father and the bins with but lerinilk and fresh hot corn bread while they talked of the big .lay at the mill, of the men who had coaie, ,of the (dans for the spring's v.ork in the fields: Abral still full of excitement, eating too fast; Jesse alert and interposing Humorous comment; Jasper reserved and keeping silence; Sparrel In good spirits after his great success; Julia still slender and beautiful with her smooth black hair parted iu me linudie ana urawn uack auove licr fair skin, crumbling the fresh corn bread into the stewed tomatoes and eating slowly, watching over the table and listening to her men. "It made a real good run of meal, but I didn't get a very good do on the corn bread," she said, after her manner; but the bread was beautifully moist and flaky between the crisp brown crusts. "You never made a better pone of corn bread In your whole life, I reckon," Sparrel said. Julia was full of her pride because lie said it, even though she knew he was complimenting her no more than Mii'i: as uu. . well-bein- cob-hie- WNU for the meat. Coming back with her hands full, she saw Sparrel entering the yard from the barn gate. "You're early," she called. "Supper's just started." "You're late. I've got a part of It right here," he said, holding up a white meal sack with blue stripes on It. "1 can guess what It Is." Sparrel smiled at her the kindly recognition which seemed to begin out of sight and spread slowly into the corners of It s brown mustache and beard. He went into the kitchen, reaching both arms around Julia from behind and placing the sack on the table beside her. "Mix that up with your sour milk nnd soda, Julia. There's the first meal out or the first steam mill in these hills." Julia was pleased and proud and she showed It In her movements as she poured and mixed the meal while Sparrel and Cynthia looked on. But she only said, "The new mill pleased you right well, Sparrel?" "Just about like I figured. Now can grind any time and I can rig up a saw and it'll be handy to rip out noanis. it 11 be a big help on the place "I was wondering how a bit of steam can do things like that," Julia said. "I'll have to show you oue day for it's not possible to tell you with just words." Julia poured the yellow batter into the deep skillet and put it into the oven. Sparrel went out to the wash rock, while Cynthia set the table, thinking of her father and ail the things he did that distinguished him in her mind from the other men along the creek and how they always thought his Ideas wouldn't work. There was the drying kiln with a fireplace under it so they could dry fruit in cloudy weather nnd not have to hurry sheetfuls of drying apples Into the house at the first sign of rain. "You'll spile your fruit that way, Sparrel ; takes sun to dry apples." Now most of them had kilns. When he built the tanning vat, the bark shed, tl e lye pits, and used opossum oil to soften the line leather, they sahl,"You'll sure sidle those hides, Sparrel, If you put 'em in that hole with that ground-ustuff." Now he tanned most of their hides in his vat. When he planted the new orchard on the slope of Barn Hollow and put a gourdfu of corn deep in tile hoiloin of each hole, they said, "The miec'll sure ns thunder" eat them roots of:'." But Sparrel said tiie litre v.W the corn Instead nf (he ci lrec.i aud ;g c.,vy channels for the i 1 e 8rrlee all difthey're all Patterns, but they're ferent and you like them all but you like Jesse the best somehow, lie sits and reads; when he talks, Ids voice Is rood and he may be right serious or w he may say a funny thing. Jasper ill sit with something on his mind and Abral will go to sleep before be knows it. And I'addy writes things In his book and reads or cobbles or studies up si- something, always in good tfuinor, of hard never anybody. speaking hut, And then well all be a little sleepy and somebody will yawn and Daddy will wind up the weights on the clock, Then you step outside into the dark, but it isn't dark after a minute be-cause the raiu has washed the stars and the wind has blown them back, aud there bangs the Milky Way right up above Wolfpen, just like the day- light had been crowded out of the bot- tonis and was waiting up there all in a long patch until it can come down in our valley again; then you go to bed and forget tilings and the next morning it has tumbled right back into the hollow. Ami spring Is neariy come again and with it and the fresh morning we begin all over again in a new day. I guess it is a good way to live. If ". . I i was n run-dow- j . . . looked pale , . , a keen appetite . . . feltlaj wai underweight." ... "What did I do? ' TI TY intuition JJl tonic. told me I mew Naturullv, I am iJ1 and grateful for the beaefiti 5jV Tonic brought me." YOU. tOO. Will Ik! .lelitrU-- d --V. , way S.S.S. Tonic w hets up thee'. H tite. . .improves digestion... jrr.y to a healthier richer condition. Feel and look if old self again by takiarst your .., CCC f.,.,; u ciumeal.7toylamuua hj.hj..?. build your blood strength . , .rtsta your appetite... and make bettfrjl lls .. orderly and In its place, and his children content with their life, he could rest in peace as he waited the coming of Julia and sleep. "Things are about the vay I want them around the place now. Everything is handy and we've got just about all we need to run a place on. We've been getting it brought up every year now since Saul's time. My boys won't have much more to do to it only keep it up and enjoy it. It's about as good a place as there is around here. It looks good and feels good. This house here, this Pattern house that took four beginnings of us to get built, it doesn't cower under the mountains nor cringe up a narrow hollow like lots of them -- ,. wit ttumach.-- A We 1 - or the lood you cat. S.S.S. Tonic h :xx'ially dee- -! to build sturdy health. ..iu jfJ able value is time tried and idaj? caiiy proven... that's why it you feel like yourself agaia. Afta at any drug store. j' ' f'i 0 d l,wvl- - Ut Silence Is a Remtd, all make many midmost of them in what vie j ." if utfirwla im on.l ana Dowels liver, After Sparrel had bathed his feet and felt the gentle friction of his nightshirt against his bare llesh, he lay by room the window in their down-stair- s on the soft feather-beJulia had brought with her to Wolfpen after her wedding. Now that the new mill which he had planned during the winter was completed, and everything on Wolfpen (Id !i To keep clean and health. .. TkS Pierce'. Plraaant Pelleu. fu f ( j j ia ...! uiiiigs coining nno order out of the wilderness, the way a man's house ought to stand, like himself. Takes work to order things. They don't orWHAT'S HAPPENINSJ der themselves. It's like breaking In a new colt, otdy a colt stays broke, but nothing wants to stay just right for any length of time after it gets right. HEAR JIMMIE HDLER TUESBI7. "April again, hurrying by as usual 10:30 P.M., E.S.T., H.B.C. Red IWwt on wet feet. Ceding time to put seed in the ground again. Fifty-threAprils I've seen come and go, and forty-eigh- t I remember. Each one Is better, tiie good of all the past ones recollect in DROPS 5 the new one. There are my sons go- - MENTHOL COUGH ing upstairs: they have many springs WITH ALKALINE FACT! ahead of them on this place, and then their sons and grandsons. We old ones die but the feeling is passed on to the new ones. .Tasper'll be HOW OFTEN marrying Jane I i.urden, reckon, though he doesn't say much. Quiet boy, good about the CAN YOU work but takes things about as they come and hasn't much fancy to making new contraptions or learning remedies'. MAKE UP? A man ought to know all these things' Jesse, he must be twenty-onnow. He can iinderstaiil reminds me of his Grandfather FEW husbands a wifo should turn from! This, a am only there isn't much more to do like pleasant companion into mono. in every week whole one for a building siding house or a You can say "I'm sorry"! Me ought to take the Marehone farm twJ kiss and rnako tip caaor rem and build 1t up like Wolfpen. roarriapre than after. If you W He's your hold a good hand to do it. And and if you want to there's Abband, you won't be a tlirewjuarw ral wilh enough fidgety energy to do wife. two hoys. They'll get For three general ions one woW along, my boys swwill. And next week we must all buckhas told another how to go with Lydia le in 1 work and get the ing through" crops down. ham's Vegetable Compound. It'll feel good to the up the ffsw legs to follow a helps Nature tonediscornfortw plow again. thus lessening the wo the functional disorders "Funny bow a man's mind jumps women must endure In tho tw W around on a soft night after a ordoals of life: 1. TurningA day's womanhood. work and his spirit feels to girlhood yjung and paring for motherhood. twisting about In his tired bones" tions. Ta' preaching "middlo a HE (TO Through the long winter evenings of COMTIM'ED) Don't be a three "$XZ the years, these associations had built take LYDTA E. VEGETABLE COUi'OU1"" themselves into her concept of her fa"Blackguard," "Cad" and Go "Smiling Throupa. ther, and as he sat at the desk, while "Idiot" Not an Insult Julia sewed, and the boys ended the No doubt yon chores and life proceeded in its old eswould be annoyed If SALT LAKE'S NEWESTHflSg!' somebody called you a blackguard tablished pattern, Cynthia's and thoughts a cad, but would play over these actually there Is no reason things. why you should regard these words as Our lobby Is "And there are his medicine books cooled dnrlne the summer being objectionable, asserts a he doesn't like for me to In writer s bother, but Radio for Every Room Magazine. he likes for me to gather up the Bafhs green 200 loom--20- 0 "hlackguard"-or peach-tre"black guard" leaves and pipperin and oil was originally the name given to cerof sassafras and get the apple brandy and the brown sugar for him to make tain servants of King Henry VH's court, who wore black uniforms. True "I his flux medicine with when people these particular servants were of hum! on the creek get sick with bloody-tluble rank ; but and the yellow .lock for the they were never considitch; ami ered to be unworthy get the salt and turpentine people. ready when There Is even less cause for one be pulls a tooth for a to neighbor. I like resent the word to hear them say. 'Snarrel Pnito,,,-- , cad, although It Is dew i rived from cadaver, the easiest hand in the world to meaning a dead take a body. In olden feller's tooth out, times, students used to HOTEL And it's a good In their th.ng he can make medicine and doc-to- r refer to those who lived ' but were not members of It people because nobody else on the being "dead." They were, that Is to creek knows how like he does." say, cadavers"-- or, for short, "cads " She hung the dishpan on Rates $ 1.50 its nail In the wall over the stove. Julia UVOry I,l0nS1U,t "X came in e S'eid.''ttl!,nk t("0 Th. note! . from the Then the bovs should Idiot, but here again we really f":"'rf,i,B.i5 highly dwlr-l.l- n. not will fif"rt.bl. mind. Pack In the ,hrre.You came in. past. ,n IdU't was not & "A family Is a bote thoroughly funny thing when It merely one who foolish person, but ' 11 fore un.lcr.tnl was neither sits around the ,lro. rwro' BECOMMEMW" priest Mother nor HIGHLY oil.cjal. The word probably got Its m her corner finishing mnv You can !.o PP'1"1'. present meaning from a belief that an f' Muddy m Urv ' fingers living IV, a mrt of distinct" and sue loc-- s content and doesn'tabout ordinary citizen could be be so Intel-I'sebeaut.ru-j- f at thi, as n clergyman or a man '".vtldbg. ERNEST C. yu ,,.,ve tl,roo bron say in some public ofUce. e double-c- e e mill-whe- lS-lf- E-- ' " i''Snl -- btEl w Tit-Pdt- e uni-tcrsit- y, Temple Squat ioj2 T.-m- milk-house- .!!' i'"", ,, em-ploy- R'i |