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I shtal;'1 never forget the da
MY pnple showed me' a dollar bill and
a'':little -shiny, gold coin end -three
Pieces of silver, nor can. I. forget boW
carefully he :watched them while.lhey
lay> in my hands and `presently put
then,, 'back into his wallet, That wa
long before the time of which I am
Writing. 1 remember hearing ,hire
say, one day of that year, when I
asked him to take us to the Caravan
of Wild Beasts which was coming to
the village:
"I'm sorry, but it's been a hundred
Sundays since I had a dollar in my
wallet for moi•ehhan ten minutes."
I have his old account book for the
years of 1837 and 1838. Here are
some of the entries:
"Balanced accounts with J. Dorothy
and gave him my note for $2.16, to be
paid . in salts January 1, 1838. Sold
ten bushels of wheat to E. Miner at
90 cents, to be paid in goods.
"Sdld two sheep to Flavius Cm•tis
and tdok his note for $6, payable itt
,roots on or before March the first."
Only one entry in more than a
hundred mentions money, and this
was the sum of eleven cents received
in balance from a neighbor.
So it will be seen that a spirit of
mutual accommodation served to help
us over the rough going. Mr, Grim-
shaw, however, demanded his pay in
cash and that I find was, mainly, the
habit of the money lenders.
We were poor but our poverty was
not like that of these days in which
i am writing. It was proud and
cleanly and well-fed. We had in uv
the best blood of the Puritans. Our
fathers had seen heroic service 'in
the wars and we knew it.
There were no farmer -folk who
thought more of the virtue of clean-
liness. On this subject my aunt was
a deep and tireless thinker. She kept
a watchful eye upon us. In her view
men -folks were like floors, furniture
and dishes. They were in the nature
of a responsibility --a tax upon wo-
men as it were. Every day she re-
minded me of the duty of keeping
my body clean. Its members had of -
len suffered the tyranny of the
hand at the side. of the rain barrel.
I suppose that all the waters of this
world have gone up in the sky and
come down again since those far days
but even now, the thoughtof
g my
aunt brings back the odor of soft
soap: and rain barrels.
She did her best, also, to keep our
minds in a cleanly state of preserva-
tion—a work in which the teacher
rendered important service. He was '
a young man from Canton.
One day when I' had been kept
after hours for swearing in a fight
and then denying it, he told me that
there was no reason why I• shouldn't ,
be a great man if I stuck to my books t
and kept my heart clean. I heard
with alarm that there was another
part of me to be kept clean. How
was it to be done?
"Well, just make up your mind
that you'll ,never' lie, whatever else
you do," he said. "You can't do any-
thing bad or mean unless you inten:i
to cover it up with lies."
What a simple rule was this of
the teacher!—and yet—well the very
next thing he said was:
"Where did you hear all that swear-
ing?"
How could I answer his question
truthfully? I was old enough to
know that the truth would disgrace
my Uncle Peabody. I could not tell '
the truth, therefore, and I didn't. I
Fut it all on Dug Draper, although his
swearing had long been a dim, indefi-
nite and useless memory.
As a penalty 7 had to copy two
maxims of Washington five times in
my writing book. In doing•so I put
them on the wall of my memory
where I have seen them every day of
my life and from which I read as I
write,
i their oaks., Then I lay away my old
clothes until night. I put on my best
coat and mittens and tippet and start
for school. By the time I get to
Joe's my toes are cold and I stop
and warm thtem. Wheat get to schoo
I warm me at the stove, Then•I go
to my, seat and study',; my reader,
then I take out, Icy arithmetic, then
my spelling book, then comes the
hardest study that ever landed out
Plymouth Rock. It is called geogre
phy. After th'e spelling lesson comes
noon. The teacher plays with me
cos theeotherboys are so big. I ata
glad when I go home. Then I do my
choirs again, and hear my mint read
until bedtime."
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four dofars in a Oen andpai}i,'
ndswored
,,ochry Naxt3e tsyaed' to ettpij
and ape�.t a ll,� the-epeAtrlg�w�th
ua.
Like; .other dealers there, Ms.
Bump ;was a" ' cheerful ' opt/
Everything looked good to Irma' until
it turned...OW badly. He stead over
the ether with: a ;.tick of "Weed and
de gestures with it aa .he told ho'v
heNhad come from Vermont. with
team and aair of oxen and eon*
beddinngg and furniture and aeveli hun-
dred donate in money 'He dung the
I stick of wood' into the box with a
loud thump as he told bow he bad
bought his farm Of Benjamin Grua
'haw at a price which " doubled . its
value. `,True ittwas the price which
other men had paid in the neighbor-
hood, h
eighborhood,' but they had all paid too much.
Grimshaw had 'established the price
and called it fair. He bad taken Mr.
Barnes to two er three of the settlers
on the hills above Lickitysplit.
"Tell -this man what you think a-
bout the kind of land we got here,"
Grimshaw demanded.
The tenant recommended it. He
had to. They were all afraid of
Grimshaw. Mr. Barnes picked up a
flat iron and felt its bottom and wav-
ed it in the air as he alleged that it
was a rocky, stumpy, rooty Godfor-
saken region far from church or
market or school on a rough road al-
most impassable for a third of the
year. Desperate economy and hard
work had kept his nose to the grind-
stone but, thank God, he had nose
enough left.
Now and then Grimshaw (and
others like him) loaned money. to
people, but he always had some worth-
less hay or a broken-down horse
which you had to buy before you
could get the money.
Mr. Barnes put down the flat iron
and picked up the poker and tried
its strength on his knee as he told
bow he had heard that it was a grow-
ing country near the great water
highway of the St. Lawrence. Pros -
fermis towns were building up in it. ,
There were going to he great cities
in Northern New Yerk. What they ,
called a railroad was coming. There
were rich stores of lead and iron in
the rocks. Mr. Barnes had bought
,the
hundred acres at ten dollars an
acre. He had to pay a fee of five
per cent. to Grimshaw's lawyer for
the survey and the papers. This left
him owing fourteen hundred dollars
on his farm—much more than it was
worth. Ohe hundred acres of the
land had been roughly cleared by
Grimshaw and a former tenant. The
. latter had toiled and struggled and
paid tribute and given up. I
Our cousin twisted the poker in his
great hands until -it squeaked as he
stood before my andsa'd
"My wife and I have chopped and
: burnt and pried 'and hauled rocks
an' shoveled dung nn' milked an'
churned until we' and worn out. For
almost twenty year we've been work-
in' days an' nights an' Sundays. My
mortgage was over -due, I owed six
hundred dollars on it. I thought it
all over one day an' went up to
Grimsbaw's an' took him by the back
of the neck and shook him. He said
he would drive me out o' the country.
He gave me six months to pay up.
I bad to pay or lose the land. I got
the money on the note that you sign-
ed over in Potsdam. Nobody in Can-
ton would 'a' dared to lend it to me,"
The poker broke and he threw the
pieces under the stove.
"Why?" my uncle asked.
Mr. Barnes got hold of another
stick of wood and went on.
eelshtoma
e the oor ben at hk v_
1414.1aa$'408°:better goorg ,Yen he `lot here o fneat wayP
Rodney Barnes l ft lire;,':
1 >;eillealber,,bo* Uncle 'Beaho.
od In the piidd a of :the doer a„,.
w 'atled the tnerrleet •�tu"ne he ,9 jdeyy•
"'Standoright e p here," .ha- i g ieti'
At nfuL tone.. '`Mata}
a. right sup baro ,before- ins, both'' o• yc!'
T ggoot Aunt Peel by the haled atnd ;I ;i
led her toward my uncle We e ' d r
facing him, "Stand straighter," e
demanded. "Now, altogether. One you lignin* notes an' •gh'inr,. , ;tw
two three, ready, sing.' money which'ain't yours to i
, e beat time with his haled in im!- like to-kteow? Whab: `bnaineesi:tiave;
talion of the singing master et thio you actin' !1700 a rich man whe you
schoolhouse and we joined' him in can't pay yer'homest debts? I'd lijee
singing an old tune which began:"0 to ,mow that, too?"
keep my heart from sadness, God." - "If I'veever acted" like a ricb'tnan
This irresistible spirit of the man it's been'when I wa'n't lookb0+;''said
bridged a bad hour and got lis off to Uncle Peabody.
lieu in fairly good condition. "What business have you •got en -
A few days later the note came largin's yer family talon' another
I due and its owner insisted upon full mouth to feed and another body to
payment. There was such clamor spin for? That costs money. •L ain't
for money those days], I remember
member no objection if a man can afford it,
that my aunt had sixty dollars which but the money it coats ain't yours to
she had saved, little by little by sell - give. It looks as if it belonged tp
Ing eggs and chickens. little,
had me. You spend yer nights readin'
planned to use it to buy a tombstone
books when ye ought to, be to work
for her mother and father—a long- an' you've scattered that kind o'
cherished ambition. My uncle need- foolishness all, over the neighborhood.
ed the most of it to help pay the I want to tell you one thing, Baynes,
note. We drove to Potsdam on that you've got to pay up or git out o'
here."
He raised his cpne-end shook it in
the air as he. spoke.
"Oh, I ain't no doubt o' that," said
Uncle Peabody. "You'll have to have
yet moneyaethat's sure; an' you will
have it 'if I live, every cent of it!
This boy is goin' to be a great help
to me—you don't know what a good
boy he is and what a comfort he's !
been to us!"
I had understood that reference to
%e in Mr. Grimshaw's complaint and
these words of my beloved uncle un- I
tocered my emotions so that I,put my
elbow on the wood -box and leaned
my head upon it and sobbed.
"I tell ye I'd rather have that boy
than all the money you've got, Mr.
Grimshaw," Uncle Peabody added.
I want to keep you in school,"My aunt came and patted my shoul-
der and said: Sh—sh—ah! Don't
said Uncle Peabody, who sat making e
you care, Bart! You're just the same
a splint broom. az sf was our own boy—ayesm
While we were talking in walked you be."
Benjamin Grimshaw—the deli man of q ain'yout goin' to be hard on ye,
the hills. He didn't stop to knock Baynes," said Mr. Grimshaw as he
but walked right in as if the house rase front his chair; "I'll give ye
were his. own. It was common gos- three months to see what you can do.
sip that he held a mortgage on every I wouldn't wonder if the boy would
acre of the countryside. I had never
liked him, for he was a stern -eyed turn out all right. He's big an' cordy
of his age an' a putty likely boy
man who was always scolding some-
body, and I had not forgotten what they tell me. He'd 'a' been all right
at the county house until he was old
his son had said of him.
"Good night!" he exclaimed curtly, enough
h to earn his livin', but you was
as he satand
down set his
cane be -
too proud for that—wasn't ye? I
don't mind pride unless it keeps a
Ivan from payin' his honest debts.
You ought to have better sense."
"An' you ought to keep yer breath
to cool yer porridge," said Uncle
Peabody.
Mr. Grimshaw opened the door and
stood for a moment looking at us
and added in a milder tone: "You've
got one o' the beat farms in this town
an' if ye work hard an' use common
sense ye ought to be out o' debt in
five years—mebbe less."
He dosed the door and went away.
Neither of us moved or spoke as
we listened to his footsteps on the
gravel path 'hat went down to the
road and to the sound of his buggy
as he drove away. Then Uncle Pea-
body broke the silence by saying:—
"He's the dam'dest.—"
He stopped, set the half -splintered
stick aside, closed his jackknife and
went to the .water -pail to cool his
emotions with a drink.
Aunt Deel took up the subject
where he had dropped it, as if no
half -expressed sentiment would satis-
fy her, saying:
"—old skinflint that ever lived in
this world, ayes! I ain't goin' to hold
down my opinion o• that man no long-
er, ayes! I can't. It's too powerful
—ayes!"
Having recovered my composure ;
repeated that I should like to give up
school and stay at home and work.
Aunt Deel interrupted me by say-
ing:
1 have an ides that Sile Wright
will help us --ayes! He's coming
home an' you better go down an' see
hien—ayes! Hadn't ye?"
"Bart an' I'll go down to-morror,"
Laid Uncle Peabody.
I remember well our silent going
to bed that night and how I lay
thinking and praying that I might
grow -fast and soon be able to take
the test of manhood—that of stand-
ing in a half -bushel measure and
shouldering two bushels of corn. By
and by a wind began to shake the
popple leaves shove us and the sound
soothed Inc like the whispered
"bush-sh" of a gentle mother.
We dressed with unusual care in
the morning. After the chores were
done and we had had our breakfast
we went up -stairs to get ready.
There were girls in the school, but
none like Sally. They whispered to-
gether with shy glances in our direc-
' tion, as if they knew funny secrets
about us, and would then break into
noisy jeers. They did not interest
me, and probably because I had seen
the lightness and grace and beauty
of Sally Dunkelberg and tasted the
sweetness of her fancies.
There were the singing and spell-
ing schools and the lyceums, but those
nights were few and far between. Not
more than four or five in the whole
winter were we out of the joyful
candle -light of our own home. Even
then our hands were busy making
lighters or splint brooms, or paring
and quater!ng and stringing the ap-
ples or cracking butternuts while
Aunt Deel read.
After the ',keep came we kept only
two cows. The absence. of cattle wS%
a help to tie' general problem of
cleanliness. The sheep were out in
the fields and s kept away from them
for fear the rants would butt me. I
remember little of the sheep save the
w:.shing and shearing and the lambs
• which Uncle Peabody brought to our
fireside to be warmed on cold morn-
ings of the early spring. I remem-
ber asking where the lambs came
from when I was a small boy, and
that Uncle Peabody, said they came
from "over the river"—a place re-
garding which his merry ignorance
provoked me. In the spring they
were driven to the deep hole and
dragged, one by one, into the cold
water to have their fleeces washed.
When the weather had warmed men
came to shear them and their oily
white fleeces were clipped close to
•
' the skin
aneach
d taken off in
one
piece like a coat and rolled up and
put on the wool pile.
I was twelve years old when I be-
gan to be the reader for our little
family. Aunt Deel had long com-
plained that she couldn't keep up with
her knitting and read so much. We
had not seen Mr. Wright for nearly
two years, but he had sent us the
novels of Sir Walter Scott and I bad
led them heart deep into the creed
battles of Old Mortality.
Then came the evil days of 1837,
when the story of our lived began
to quicken its pace and excite our
interest in its coming chapters: It
gave us enough to think of, God
knows.
Wild speculations in land and the
American paper -money system had
brought us into rough going. The
bunks of the city of New York had
suspended payment of their notes.
They could no longer meet their en-
gagements. As usual, the burden fell
heaviest on the poor. It was hard
to get money even for black salts.
Uncle Peabody had been silent and
depressed for a month or more. He
had signed a note for Rodney Barnes,
a cousin, long before and was afraid
that he would have to pay it: I
didn't know what a note was and I
remember that one night, when I lay
thinking about it, I decided that it
niust be something in the nature of
horse colic. My uncle told me that
a note was a trouble which attacked
the brain instead of the stomach. I
was with Uncle Peabody so much
that I shared his feeling but never
ventured to speak of it or Its cause.
Ile didn't like to be talked to when
he felt badly. At such times he us-
ed to say that he had the brain colic.
Ile told• me that notes had an effect
on the brain like that of green apples
on the stomach.
One autumn day in Canton uncle
Peabody traded three sheep and 20
bushels of wheat for a cook stove
and brought it homein the big wagon.
Rodney Barnes came with him to help
sot up the stove. He was a big giant
of a min with the longest nose in
the township. I had often wondered
how any one would solve the problem
of kissing Mr. Barnes in the immedi-
ate region of his nose, the same being
in the nature of a defense.
I remember that I regarded it with
a kind of awe because I had been
forbidden to speak of it. The com-
mand invested Mr. Barnes' nose with
a kind of sanctity. Indeed it became
one of ,the treasures of my imagina-
tion.
That evening I was chiefly inter-
ested in the stove. What a joyit
was to me with its damper and grid-
dles and high oven and tthe ahiny
edge on its hearth! It rivaled, in
its ' novelty and charm, any tin ped-
dler's , cart that ever came to our
door. John Axtell and his wife, who
had seen it pass their house, hurried
over fo'• a look at it. Every hand
was on the stove as we tenderly car-
ried it into the house, piece by piece
and set it up.. Then they cut a,hole
in the upper floor and the atone
chimney end fitted the Are: How
keenly we Watched the building of
the firel How quickly it roared and
began to heat the room!
When the Axtell; had gone away
Aunt Deel said :
"Speak no evil of the absent for ,
iL is unjust."
"Labor to keep alive in your breast
that little spark of celestial fire call-
ed conscience."
The boys in the school were a sturdy
big -boned lot with arms and legs like
the springing how. Full -lunged,
great -throated fellows, they grew to
he, calling the sheep and cattle in
the land of far-reaching , pastures.
There was, an undersized boy threq
years oldea who often picked on me
rind with whom I would have no
peaceful commerce. -
I copy from an old memorandum
Look a statement of my daily routine
just as I put it downy one of those
days:
"My hardest choar is to get up af-
ter uncle calls me. I scramble down
stair's and pick up my boots and socks
and put them on. Then I go into
the setting room and put on myack-
et. I get some brand for the sheep.
Then I put on my cap and mittens
and go out and feed the. sheep. Then
I get my breakfast. Then.I put on
my frock, clap, mittens and fetch in
my wood. Then I feed the horses
, Refreshes Weary Byes
When Your Eyes feel Dull
and ycavy. uee Murine. It •
scantly Re lteveeth e t T Ined Fce l i ng
—MAfreeth�pm Cicu, er[ala end
Recening., Hotmlese, Sold and
Recdnmended by All Dn gg!ae-
112 (URINE,
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"'Fraid o' Grimshaw. He didn't
want me to be able to pay it. The
place is worth more than six hundred
dollars now—that's the reason. I in-
tended to cut some timber an' haul it
to the willage this winter so I could
pay a part o' the note an' git more
time as I told ye, but the roads hare
.been so bad I couldn't do any haulin'."
My uncle went and took a drink
at the water pail. I saw by his face
that he was unusually wrought up.
"My heavens an' earth!" he exclaim-
, ed as he sat down again. t
"It's the brain colic," I said to
myself' as I looked at him.
Mr. Barnes seemed to have it al-
so.
"Ton much note," I whispered.
"I'm awful sorry, but I've done
everything I. could," said Mr. Barnes.
"Ain't there somebody that'll take
another mortgage ?—it ought to be
safe now." my unele suggested.
"Money is so tight it can't be done.
The hank has gat all the money an'
Grimshaw owns the bank. I've tried
and tried, but I'll make you safe. I'll
give you a mortgage until I can turn
'round."
So I saw how Rodney Barnes, like
other settlers in Lickitysplit, had
gone into bondage to the landlord.
"How much do you owe on this
}place?" Barnes asked.
"Seven hundred are fifty dollars,"
said my uncle.
"Is it due?"
"It's been due a year an' if I have
to pay that note I'll be short my in-
terest."
God o' Israeli I'm scafrt," said
Barnes, -
Down, crashed the stick of wood in-
to the lox.
"What about?"
Mr. Barnes tackled a nail that
stuck out of the woodwork and tried
to pull it between -hie thumb aid
finer while I watched the process
wit growing interest. -
"It would be like hint to ptit the
screws on you now," he grunted, pull-
ing at the nail. "Ydn've got between
him an' his prey. 'You've taken the
mouse a*aj' from the cat."
I remember the little panic that
fell on us then. I eotiid see tears in
the eyed of Aunt Deel as she sat
with her head leaning wearily on her
hand.
I1 he does IRI do all I can," said
Barnes, "whatever Ibe got will be
',yours.'
0
iN
sad errand and what a time we had
getting there and back in deep mud
! and sand and jolting over corduroys!
"Bart," my uncle .,laid the next
' evening, as I took down the book to
read. I guess we'd better talk
things over a little to -night. These
are hard times. If we can find any-
body with rfloney enough to buy 'em
I dunno but we better sell the sheep."
"If you hadn't been a fool," my
aunt exclaimed with a look of great
distress—"ayes! if you hadn't been a
fool."
"I'm just what I be an' I ain't so
big a fool that I need to be reminded
of it," said my uncle.
"I'11 stay at home an' work," I
proprosed bravely.
"You ain't old enough for that,"
sighed Aunt Deel.
tween his feet and rested his hands
upon it. He spoke hoarsely and I
remember the curious notion came to
me thkt he looked like our ram. The
stern and rugged face of Mr. Grim-
shaw and the rusty gray of his home-
spun and the hoarseness of his tone
had suggested this thought to me.
The long silvered tufts above his
keen, gray eyes moved a little as he
looked at my uncle. There were deep
lines upon his cheeks and chin and
forehead. He wore a • thin, gray
beard under his chin. His mouth was
shut tight in a long Line curving
downward a little at the ends. My
uncle used to say that his mouth was
made to keep his thoughts from leak-
ing and going to waste. He had a
big body, a big chin, a big mouth, a
big nose and big ears and hands. His
eyes lay small in this setting of big-
ness.
"Why, Mr, Grimshaw, it's years
since you've been in our house—
ayes!" said Aunt Deel.
"1 suppose it is," he answered
rather sharply. "I don't have much
time to get around. I have to work.
There's some people seem to be able
to git along without it."
-He drew in his breath quickly and
with a hissing sound after every
sentence.
"How are your folks?" my aunt
asked.
"So's to eat their allowance—
there's never any trouble about that,"
said Mr, Grimshaw. "I see you've
got one o' these newfangled stoves,"
he added as he looked it over. "Huh!
Rich folks can have anything they
want'
Uncle Peabody had sat splintering
the long stick of yellow birch. I ob-
served that the Jackknife trembled in
his hand. His tone had a touch of
unnaturalness, proceeding no doubt
ham his fear of the man before him,
as he said:
"When I bought that stove I felt
richer than I do now. I had almost
enough to settle with you up to date,
but I signed a note for a friend and
had. to pay it."
"Ayuh! I suppose so," Grimshaw
answered in a tone of bitter irony
which cut me like a knife -blade,
young as i was. "What business have
yer iiew eh
;yon, must, L,
ayes.
The `bat and;.
teen -stated in ,t .
more il..-.r0e
nev a ass "now"
Poor.: soul! .She -felt the
of the day and its deities
that ancient; Yankee" de,
poorhouse that dlled':her h
suppose..- Yet, I wghde , Al
she wished us: to be sit;; proud
ed for such' a crisis. 'a
Some fpurteen months be,
day my uncle had' taken 1ne`','1
dam and traded grain and s, [
what he called a "rip roarin',1
o' clothes" with boots and e
shirt and collar and necktie
I having earned them byy sa,
cording wood at three shiilling:a --
How often we looked back to tho
better days! The clothes 'had'•bel
too big for me and 1, had liad"
wait until my growth had taken -
the
the "slack" in my coat and trous
before I could venture out of
neighborhood. I had tried them
every week or so for a• long tin*,
Now my stature filled them band-
somely and they filled me with a pride -
and satisfaction which I had never:
known before. The collar was too
tight, so that Aunt Deel had to se*
cne end of it to the neckband, but
my tie covered the sewing.
(Continued next . week.)
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