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Show THE MAMMOTH RECORD, MAMMOTH CITY, UTAH 5 C ::: $ $ 9V V C C Dignified 4 The. Eight, int thevQearin I JA TALE of the NORTH COUNTRY in Jhe TIMEofiSlL AS v By IRVING BACHELLER V V 0v4 Bleated Ialea, KeeplnpJfcEteBie. UNCLE SPURNS BRIBE OFFERED BY GRIMSHAW PEABODY - . TO SEAL BARTS LIPS. . "Synopsis. Barton Baynes, an orphan, goes to live with his uncle, Peabody" Baynes,' and his Aunt Deel on a farm on Rattleroad, in a neighborhood called Lickitysplit, about the year 1826. He meets Sally Dunkelberg, about his own age, blit socially of a class above' the Bayneses, and is fascinated by her pretty face and fine clothes, Barton also meets Roving Kate, known in the neighborhood as the Silent Woman. Amos Grimshaw, a young son of the richest man in the township, is a visitor at the Baynes home and Roving Kate tells the boys fortunes, predicting a bright future for Barton and death on the gallows for Amos. Barton meets Silas Wright, Jr., a man prominent in public affairs, who evinces much interest, in the boy.' Barton learns of the power of money when Mr. Grimshaw threatens to take the Baynes farm unless a note which he holds is paid. Now in his sixteenth year, Barton, on his way to the post office at Canton, meets a stranger and they ride together. They encounter a highwayman, who shoots and kills the stranger. Bartons horse throws him and runs away. As the murderer bends-ovethe stranger Barton throws a stone, which he observes wounds the thief, who makes off at once. A few weeks later Bart leaves home to enter Michael Hacket's school at Canton. Amos Grimshaw is arrested, charged with the murder which Bart witnessed. CHAPTER -. . IX IQ It is a pleasure to be here and a Continued. To my utter surprise he resumed his talk with me as the young man went away. You see all ways are north when you put this . lodestone near the If it is to tell needle, he w.ent pn. e you the truth you must keep the away from the needle. Its that way, too, , with the compass of your jSOUl, partner. There the lodestone is selfishness, and with its help you can .make any direction look right to you and B09U youre lost. ' He bound the last bundle and then we walked together toward the house, the. senator carrying bis sickle. I shall introduce you to the presi-den- t, he said as we neared our destination; Then perhaps you had better leave us. I could not remember that I had ever been introduced to anybody, I knew that people put their wits on exhibition and often flung down a snag by way of demonstrating their fitness for the honor, when they were introduced in books. " I remember asking ' rather timidly : What shall I say when .when you introduce me? Oh, say anything you want to say,. with a look of amuser, he answered lode-ston- . . ment Im kind 7 , o scared, I said. he was once a You neednt be poor boy. jusjt, like you. Just like me! I repeated thoughtfully, for while I had heard a good deal of that kind of thing in our home, it had not, somehow, got under my jacket, as they used to say. Just like you cowhide and all k the son of a small freeholder in on the Hudson, he went on. But he was well fed in brain and body and kept his heart clean. So of course he grew and is still growing. Thats a curious thing about men and women, Bart. If they are in good ground and properly cared for they never stop growing never ! and thats a pretty full word isnt it? We bad come in sight of the house. I lagged behind a little when I saw the great man sitting on the small piazza with Mrs. Wright. I see viv- - regret to call you back to Washington, said the president as they shook hands. I suppose1 that means an extra ses' sion, the senator answered. First let me reassure you. I shall get away as soon as possible, for I know that a president is a heavy burden for one to have on his hands. ' Dont worry. I can get along with almost any kind of a human being, especially if he like pudding and milk as well as you do, said the senator, who then Introduced me in these words : Mr. President, this is my young friend, Barton Baynes, of the neighborhood of Lickitysplit in the town of Ballybeen a coming man of this county. Come on, was the playful remark of the president as he took my hand. I shall be looking for you. ' I had carefully chosen my words and I remember saying, with some dignity, like one in a story book, although with a trembling voice : It is an honor to meet you, sir, and thank you for the right to vote when ' L ' I am old enough. ! Vividly, too, I remember his gentle smile as he looked down at me and said in a most kindly tone : . I think it a great " honor to hear you say that. 7 He put his hands upon my shoulders and turning to the senator said : " Wright, I often wish that I had ! 7 7 7 your modesty. , 7 need It much more than you do; 1 the senator latfghed. ' Straightway I left" them with an awkward bow" 'and blushing to the roots' of my hair. ' As I neared the Wme of Mr. Hacket I heard hurrying footsteps behind iqe and the voice of Sally calling my name. I stopped and faced about. How charming- she looked as she walked toward me ! Ji had never seen her quite so fixed up. ! tBart," sbe said. I suppose youre not going to speak to me.", , 7 If youll spealt to ine, I answered. "J love, to speak to you, she saidJve been .looking all around for you. Mother wants ,ou ,tp come over,, to dinner with us at Just twelve .oclock. Youre going away with father as soon as we get through. 7 , wanted to go but got the notion all a I at once that the Dunkelbergs, were in need of information about me and that the time had come to impart it. So then and there that ancient Olympus of our family received notice as it wore I cant, 1 said- - Ive got to study my lessons before I go away with your " . ' 'I , ( - father. It was a blow to her. f ,, I saw. the shadow that fell upon fier, face. . She was vexed and turned and ran away from me without another word and I felt a pang of regret as I went to the lonely and deserted home of the schoolmaster. - At twelve-thirt- y Mr. Dunkelberg came for me, with a horse in a new harness and a shiny, buggy. He wore gloves and a beaver hat and sat very erect arid had little to say. I hear you met the president," he remarked. , . . Yes, sir. I was introduced to him this morning," I answered a bit too, proudly, and wondering how he had heard of my good fortune, but deeply ; gratified at his knowledge of it. TV hat did he have to say?" r ( I described 'the interview and the jooks of the' great man. Not ' much more was said "as we sped away toward the deep woods and the high hills. . I was eager to get home but wondered why he should be going with me to talk with Mr. Grimshaw and my uncle. Of course I suspected that 4t had to do with Amos, but how I knew not. He hummed in the rough going and thoughtfully flicked the bushes with his whip. , I never knew a more " persistent hummer. Aunt Deel shook hands with Mr. Dunkelberg and then cam to me and high-steppin- g still-runni- , It la an Honor to Meet You, Sir, and Thank You For the Right to Vote When , ars.- r ' g 4 u. vS Jf - j- L - ' - fl; i Copyright by Inring BachJJv ifly life . ; . W RIGHT - for Spring s - Yl-ap- I am Old Enough. Idly, as I write, the full figure, the ruddy, kindly face, the large nose, the gray eyes, the thick halo of silvered hair extending from his collar to the bald top of his head. He rose and said in a deep voice t "He sowa ill luck who hinder the reaper. Mr. Wright hung hla sickle' bn a small tree in the dooryard and an- swered: The plowman has " overtaken the said: "Wal, Bort Baynes reaper, Mr. President. " I bid you wel-eiu- tr my bumble home. I .i I never was so glad to See anybody In all the days o ayes! We been lookin 'up the road for An hour eyes! You come right into the house this min" ute both 0 you. ; The table was spread with the things I enjoyed most big, brown biscuits and a great comb of honey surrounded with its necflfcr and a pitcher of milk and a plate of cheese and some jerked meat and an apple pie Set right down an ( eat I just want. to see ye eat ayes I do! Mr. Grimshaw came soon .after we had finished our luncheon. He hitched his horse at the post and came in. Good day, he said, once and for all, as he came in at the open door. Baynes, I want to have a talk with you and the boy. Tell me --what you know about-tha- t murder." 7" Wal, I had some business' over to While Plattsburg, my uncle began. I was there I thought Id go and see Amos. So I drove out to, Beekmans farm. They told me that Amos had left there after working four days. They gave him fourteen shllllns an he was goin to take the stage In the mornin. He left soms time in the night an took Beekmans rifle with him, so they said. There was a piece 0 wood broke out o the stock o the rifle. That was the kind 0 gun that . was used In the murder. It surprised me that my uncle knew all this. He had said nothing to me of his journey or its result, How do you know?" snapped Mr. Grimshaw. 7 , This boy see it plain. , It was a gun with a piece o wood broke cut . 0 the stock. 7 , , r Is that so? was the brusque demand of the money lender as he turned to me. .. Again Grimshaw laughed between his teeth as he looked at my uncle; In his view every man had his price. I see that Inl the mouse an youre the cat, he resumed, as that curious Look a' laugh rattled in his throat here, Baynes, Ill tell ye what Ill do. I'll cancel the hull mortgage." Again Uncle Peabody rose from his chair with a look in his face which I have never forgotten. How his voice rang out! No, sir ' he shouted so loudly that we all jumped to our feet and Aunt Deel covered her face With her apron and began to cry. It was like thfe explosion of a blast. 'Then the frag- ments began falling with a loud crash : NO, SIR! YE CANT BUY THE NAIL ON MY LITTLE FINGER OR HIS WITH ALL YER MONEY N YOU!" D ", It was like the shout of Israel from the top of the' mountains. Shep bounced info thd house with hair' on ! We are constrained to give many of and makes this a very spring-sonor the dignified wraps for spring the In- a wrap. The! long, narrow sash la definite title of outer garment. They, made of the material and folds ov.er at g are. toga-lik- e affairs which manage to combine the convenience and warmth of coats with the grace and style of capes; part coat and part cape. Designers have employed a world of Ingenuity Ifl making tlieni, sometimes joining a regulation cape to it short coat and sometimes merging two garments Into , one, but always contrivv ing to keep the suggestion of the cape very much in evidence. In the wrap shown It is the sleeve that turns the trick of converting, a long coat into- the semblance of a cape. This, Is the smartest of models, made of velours In marine blue, with an ample dolman sleeve. A soft printed silk in the same color with white figures lines the whole garment and wide shawl makes. an overlay on the collar. r It ls glimpsed'- in the sleeves - Yes, sir," I answered. - The boy lies, he snapped, and turning to my uncle added : Yer mad cause Im toyin' to make ye pay yer honest debts aint ye now?" Uncle Peabody, keeping bis temper, shook his head and calmly said: No, I aint anything agln you or Amos, but its got to be so that a man can travel the roads o this town without gettln his head blowed off. Mr. Dunkelberg turned to me end asked: Cherries on Spring Hats. Cherries trim quite a nuniber of the-nespring models of hats: according to the bulletin of the Retail Millinery Association ' of America. These in the same shade as the hat, In natural shades or In a combi nation of different shades. One very smart little-Milahat In cherry red has a cluster of grapes dangling over the side brim. l The facing and draped band of are of faille taffeta, a are-use- this-mode- Bone Sweater Belt Fastenings. One of the new sweater, coats of silk Is made with a bone ring on one end of the belt, and a bone pin on the other that is, a piece of bone. This slides through the ring, and when twisted around in position keeps the belt end from slipping. duuib-bell-shpe- d . To Take the P ace of Petticoats . J Are you sure that the stock of the gun you saw was broken?"- j Yes, sir and Im almost aurelt was Amos that ran away with Why? I picked up a stone and threw it at him and It grazed the left side of his face, and the other night I saw the scar It made. My aunt and uncle and Mr. Dunkelberg moved with astonishment as I spoke of the scar. Mr. Grimshaw, with keen eyes fixed upon me, gave a little grunt of incredulity. Huh! Liar! he muttered. "I am not a liar, I declared with indignation, whereupon my aunt angrily stirred the fire in the stove and Uncle Peabody put his hand on my arm and . It. said: Hush, Bart! Keep your temper, ,; If you tell these things you may be the means of sending an innocent boy to his death, Mr. Dunkelberg said to me. "I wouldnt be too sure about em if I were you. Its so easy to be mistaken.. You couldnt be sure in the dusk that the stone really hit him, could .you? ... I answered: Yes,- - sir-r- l saw the stone hit and I saw him put his hand on the place while he was running. I guess it. hurt him some. , Look a here, Bayne Mr, Grim-sbabegan in that fanifilar scolding tone of his, I know what you want an we might: Jest as well git right down to business first as last.' You keep this boy still ah Ill give ye five years interest., ,7 , Aunt JCleel gave a gasp and quickly coveted her mouth with her hand. UnclitJfoabody changed color as he rose from his chair with a strange look on hj.s face,. He swung his big right hand in the air as he said: j "By the eternal jumpin He. stopped, , pulled down Ttbe left sleeve of his, flannel Shirt arid Walked to the water pail and drank" out of . the dipper.! ,7'-; "Sfy, Mr. Grlinkhaw, Im ayful sorrfcr for Yt, 7 said my uAcle as he returned to his chait,' but Ive always learnt this hoy to tell the truth an jthe hull truth I know: the danger Im In. Were gfettln' old. " Itll he hard to start overJ Mht an, you can ruin .us if yejfwafat to an' Pm ns, scared 0 ye as a mouse in a cats Jpaw," but tlilh boy has got to tell the. truth right out plain. I couldnt muzzle him If I tried hes too much- - of a ; man If youre scared o the truth you mils know that Amos is guilty. - t . v. ; Mr. Grimshaw shook his head with anger' and beat the floor ' with the end of his carte. "Nobody knows anything' o the kind, Baynes, said Mr. Dunkelberg. Of course Amos never thought o' killing anybody. . Hes a harmless kind of a boy. ,1 know him well and so do you. Under the circumstances Mr. Grlrt)-shais afraid that Bart's story will make. It difficult for Amos to prove , , . r his Innocence. i Uncle Peabody shook his head with a look of firmness. son.- - the front. , , w f w . v , No, Sir! Ye Cant Buy the Nail on My Little Finger or Hie With All Yer Money Damn You 1 1,1 :! ' f f end dhd the chickens cackled and the old rooster clapped his wings and crowed with all the power of, his lungs. Every member pf that little group stood stock still and breathless. I trembled with a fear I, could not have defined. Mr. Grimshaw shuffled out of the door, his cane rapping the floor as if his arm had been stricken with palsy in a moment.', Mr. Dunkelberg turned to my aunt, his face scarlet, and muttered an apology for the disturbance and followed the money lender. ' Come on, Bart, Uncle Peabody called cheerfully, as he walked toward the barnyard. Lets go an git in them butnuts. He paid no attention to our visitors neither did my aunt, who followed us. The two men talked together a 7 moment, unhitched their horses, got into their buggies and drove away. Wal, Im surprised, at Mr7 Horace Dunkelberg toyin to come it over, us like that ayes 1 be " said Aunt Deel. Wal, I aint," said Uncle Peabody: 01 Grimshaw has got him under his thumb thats whats the matter Youll find hes up to his. ears in debr to Grimshaw probly. As we followed him toward the house, he pushing the wheelbarrow loaded with sacks of nuts, he added: At last Grimshaw has found some, thin that he cant buy an hes awful surprised. Too bad he didnt learn that lesson long ago.. : ..v He stopped his. wheelbarrow by the steps and we sat down together on the.edge of the stoop as he added: ,(.7I got mad they kep pickin on me so I'm sorry, but I couldnt help it. Well start up agln somewheres if we have to. , .Theres a good many days : work in me yet As .we carried the bags to the attic room I thought of the lodestone and the compass and knew that Mr. Wright had foreseen what was likely to happen. , When we came down Uncle Peabody said t me : L feel sorry, awful sorry,' for that , , boy. We spent a silent afternoon gathering apples. After supper we played old sledge and my uncle had hard work to keep us In good countenance. We went to bed early and I lay long, bearing the automn wind in the popple leaves and thinking of that gyat thing which, had grown strong within us, little by little, in the candle light. f 7 mh. IV V Wtr. ' "k " , 1 , a ' ... . Bart encounters a new perl as a result of his knowledge r gsrdlng the crime of which 7" Amos Grimshaw la accused. How Bart escaped from the danger that menaced him la told 'n th next Installment T" 7. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Front top to toe. everything In apparel Is more or less Influenced by the new 'and narrow skirt. Many of them are draped anti some or them are cut so that they hang In; that Is, they narrow about the ankles. . Often they are folded over, or slashed, at the bottom so that they allow a free stride but maintain their narrowness Since their adoption even hats have been modified to harmonize with the long lines of the new silhouette. Under the new .skirts there is no abundance of room for frilly silk petticoats, so pantalettes of satin- - have appeared to take their place. Tliev are- long and soft,.- with, pluited frills at the bottom that, almost .ypnch the Instep. Where the. frill Is Joined o the pnntalette u casing Is stitched with an elastic cord run , In ,it, that holds the, pontplfitte , snugly to the leg. They are a better, protection; against dust than petticoats and the most sensible of garments fop walking. What fullness is necessary Is gathered In at the waistline over an elastic cord. The pantalettes are made In wash satins and In sliV, and they are not at-- , ways in light colors. Probably before summer arrives they may be bought In almost as great a .variety ,of polors ns f petticoats. The demand for bloomers Is Increasing since ths advent of narrow' skirts, and these are made In wash silks and satins, and in batiste and sateen, In . Kiastic hunVls hoM white and pink: them to the leg below the knees where they are finished with u narrow frill. As in other undermusliiis the materials used for them are light in weight, but durable. Very dainty petticoats of batiste, with lace rather sparingly use-for trimming them, are presented for weur with. thin summer dresses, an. I the silk underslip Is an essential Item In Ihe summer wardrobe. . ' 7 " America' Victory Color. Those in America who choose the seasonal colors for the dyers and dressmakers, huve united upon a rich, deep blue add a bright cherry as the victory colors for llMll, it Is not the red that we associate wlthcoqqnerors, observes a correspondent,- - It. Is too light and thin In Its tones; but It wlH undoubtedly prove a. success,, as it Is an excellent contrast to the Victory blue. The choice' of these colors Is confined We do not know that to 'America! France will launch victory colors, but it' Is to be supposed that If. she does, she will use the horizon blue of the French uniform or. the blue of the French flag.; She Js not much-giveto this kind of work, , If nitty he that she will not celebrate victory througt fabrics. , , ...... |
