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MI1S. M AVOli'S STORT.
rr I111- ,,:1.vs that fulloweil the
J I I'.Iai'; Unci; t'lirist ni.'i st wtro
anxious days ainl weary, tut
not for the hriL-liti'st of mv
life woulil I ch.'inp: them now, fur, 11s
after the burning heat or rocking storm
the dying day lies beautiful In the ten
der k'ow of the evening, so these days
have lost their weariness and lie bath
ed In a misty glory. The years that
bring us many Ills and that pass so
stormfully over us bear away with
them the ugliness, the weariness, the
pain, that are theirs, but the beauty,
the sweetness, the rest, they leave un
touched, for these nre eternal. As the
mountains, that near at hand stand
Jagged and scarred, in the far distance
reposed In their soft robes of purple
haze, so the rough present fades Into
the past, soft and sweet and beautiful.
I have set myself to recall the pain
and anxiety of those days and nights
.when we waited in fear for the turn
lof the fever, but I can only think of the
patience and gentleness and courage of
her who stood beside me, bearing more
than half my burden. And, while I can
see the face of Leslie Graeme, ghastly
or flushed, a:id hear his low moaning
or the broken words of his delirium, I
think ohiclly of the bright face bending
over him and of the cool, firm, swift
moving hands that soothed and smooth
ed and rested, and the voice, like the
soft song of a bird In the twilight, that
never failed to bring peace.
Mrs. Mavor and I were much togeth
er during those days. I made my home
In Mr. Craig's shack, but most of my
time was spent beside my friend. Wo
did not see much of Craig, for he was
heart deep with the miners, laying
plans for the making of the league tho
following Thursday, and, though ho
shared our anxiety and was ever
ready to relieve us. Lis thought and
his talk had mostly to do with tho
league.
Mrs. Mavor's evenings were given to
the miners, but her afternoons mostly
to Graeme and to me, and then It was
I saw another side of her character.
We would sit in her little dining room,
where the pictures on the walls, tho
quaint old silver and bits of curiously
cut glass all spoke of other nnd dif
ferent days, and thence we would roam
the world of literature and art. Keenly
sensitive to all the good and beautiful
In these, she had her favorites among
the masters, for whom she was ready
to do battle, nnd when her argument.
Instinct with fancy and vivid Imagina
tion, failed she swept away all opjkis
Ing opinion with the swift rush of her
enthusiasm, so that, though I felt she
was" beaten, I was left wHhout words
Jo reply. Shakespeare and Tennyson
nnd Burns she loved, but not Shelley
XT Byron or even Wordsworth. Brown
ing she knew not and therefore could
not rank him with her noblest three,
but when I read to her "X Death In
the Desert" and came to the Doble
words at the end of the tale,
"For all yeat n I say. and now the man
Uei as he once lay, breast to breast with
God."
the light shone Jn ber eyes, nnd she
raid: "Oh, that Is good and great! I
shall get much out of him. I had al
ways feared be was Impossible." And
"Paracelsus." too, stirred her. But
when I recited the thrllllnp fragment,
"Prosplce," on to that closing raptur
"b cry,
"Then a llsht. then thy breast
Ok, thou tout ol my aoul, I ahall clasp
thee ajraln,
And with God be the rest!"
the red color faded from her cheek, her
breath came in a sob, nnd she rose
quickly and passed out without a word.
Ever after Itrownlng was among her
pods. But when we talked of music
the, adoring Wagner, soared upon the
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and Mendelsohn, let wi h all our
free frank talk here wh. all the hlle
that in her gentle courtesy which kept
of her life whose door .he dM not net
freely open to me So I vexed myself
about her. and when Mr. Craig return-
ed the nest day from the Landing.
where he had been for some days, my
Cff MrTSUrt And bow. J
tie name of all that Is wonderful and
.w. i,.. iu
And why does she stay?'
He would not answer then. Whether
It was that his mind was full of the
coming struggle or whether he shrank
from the tale I know not. But that
I night when we sat together beside his mile mite.
1 fire he told me the story while I smok- we(,t a,ul cUan' was like an
ed. He was worn with his long, hard fresU from '"' the one link In all
' drive nnd with the burden of his work, I l,Il,rk cnmn that ltonni tUPm to
but as he went on with his tale, look-! M'lmt wns P"r,st a,ld 1,pst ln tuelr Past
i lag Into the fire as lie told It, he forgot ! "Aml t0 tho I,1H,ur alul ,,pr bnly
all his present weariness and Hved ,inmUo ,h l'rs-oh. it was all beau
i again the scenes he painted for me, tlfuI t'eyond words! I shall never for
J This was his story ' p, t s,l0,'k 1 Pot one night when I
I "I remember weH my first sight of foulul 01,1 Iketts nursing the baby.
! her as she sprang from the front seat A unken '"st he was. but there
f the stage to the ground, hardly , lie fitting, sober enough, making
! touching her husband's hand She look- extraordinary faces nt the baby, who
ed a mere girl. Let's see, five years whs grabbing at his nose nnd whiskers
j afo-she couldn't have been a day over nml '"''' i" blissful delight. I'oor
1 twentv-three. She looked barely twen-l ol(1 lketts looked as If ho had been
1 tv. Her swift glance swept over the ' ci,,,K,lt "' n'l. muttering some
group of miners at the hotel door nnd thing about having to go, gazed wildly
then rested on the mountains standing
in all their autumn glory.
"I was proud of our mountains that
evening. Turning to her husband, she
exclaimed: '
"'(ill, Lewis, are they not grand and
lovely too':' 1
"Kvery miner lost his heart then nnd
there, but all waited for Abe, the drlv- j
er, to give his verdict before venturing
an opinion. Abe said nothini: until he
had taken a preliminary drink, nnd
then, calling all hands to fill up, ho
lifted his glass high and said solemtily:
" 'Boys, here's to her.'
"Like a Hash every glass was emp
tied, and Abe called out:
" 'Fill her up again, boys; my treat!"
"He was evidently quite worked up.
Then he began, with solemn emphasis:
" 'Boys, you hear me; she's n No. 1,
triple X, the pure quill with a bead on
it; she's a'
"Atid for the first time ln his Black
Rock history Abe was stuck for a
word. Some one suggested 'angel.'
" 'Angel!' repeated Abe, with Infinite
contempt. 'Angel be blowed!' I para
phrase here. 'Angels ain't ln the same
month with her. I'd like to see any
blanked angel swing my team around
them curves without a shiver.'
" 'Held the lines herself, Abe?' asked
a miner.
"'That's what,' said Abe, nnd then
he went off Into a fusillade of scientific
profanity expressive of his esteem for
the girl who had swung his team
round tho curves, and the miners nod
ded to each other nnd winked their en
tiro approval of Abe's performance,
for this was his specialty.
"Very decent fellow, Abe, but hl
talk wouldn't print."
Here Craig paused, as If balancing
Abe's virtues and vices.
"Well," I urged, "who Is she?"
"Oh, yes," he said, recalling himself.
"She Is an Edinburgh young lady; met
Lewis Mavor, a young Scotch-Englishman,
in London, wealthy, good family
and all that, but fast and going to
pieces nt home. His people, who own
large shares in these mines here, ns n
last resort send him out here to reform.
Curiously Innocent ideas those old
country people have ot the reforming '
properties of this atmosphere. They
send their young blonds here to re
formhere ln this devil's ramp ground,
where a man's lust Is bis only law and
when, from sheer monotony, n man
must betake himself to the only ex
citement of the place, that offered by
the saloon. Good people In the east
hold tip holy hands of horror nt these
godless miners, but I tell you It's nsk
lng these boys n good deal to keep
straight and clean in a place like this.
I take my excitement ln fighting the
devil nnd doing my work generally,
nnd that gives me enough, but these
poor chaps, hard worked, homeless,
with no break or change God help
them and me!" And his voice sank
low.
"Well," I persisted, "did Mavor re
form?" Again be roused himself.
"Reform? Not exactly. In bIx
months he bad broken through nil re-
utralnt, and, mind you, not the miners'
fault Not a miner helped him down,
It was a Elcht to make angels ween 1
when Mrs. Mavor would come to the
saloon door for her husband. Every
miner would vanish. They could not
look upon her shame, nnd they would
send Mavor forth in charge of Billy
Breen, a queer little chap who had be
longed to the Mavors ln some way In
the old country, and between thwnthey
would get him home, now she stood
it puzzles me to this day. but she never
made any sign, and her courage never
failed. It was always a bright brave,
proud face she held up to the world,
except ln church. There It was differ
ent I used to preach my sermons, I
believe, mostly for her but never so
that she could suspect as bravely and
as cheerily as I could, and as she lis
tened, and especially as she sang how
she used to sing in those days! there
was no touch of pride In her face,
though the courage never died out but
appeal, appeal! I could have cursed
aloud the cause of her misery or wept
for the pity of It Before her baby
was born be seemed to pull himself to
gether, for he was quite mad about
ber, and from the day the baby came
talk about miracles! from that day
he never drank a drop. She gave the
baby over to him, and the baby simply
absorbed blm.
"He was a new man. He could not
drink whisky and kiss bis baby. And
the miners It was really absurd If It
not , ptbetle. It was the first
Ub, ,n Btack Rock and , nMd t
,t the back o( ,t, t f
that whfn he ,oft Uf Jw
he hnrdn ,hop
t00 proU(1 to home 'fm
jmjt for . agked
the bal , cnme K 8tand
at t baok f h 1 J
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It s Just like my own."
1UU I'UU I llIlUtTSlUIlU I IMS,
but to
men who have lived so lnuj; In the
mountains that they have forsotten
what a baby looks like, who have had
"I"'" ' humanity only in its
rml"" Ior il"ll l"!U'e in which to lay
the baby, when In came the mother
saying in her own sweet, frank way:
tih. Mr. iru-ketts' she didn't lind oiit
till afterward bis name was Shaw
'would you millil keeping her just a lit
tle longer? I shall be back in a few
minutes.' And old IUeketU guessed
'"''' wait.
"1llt 1,1 six months mother and baby
between them transformed Old IJiek-
etts Into Mr. Shaw, fire boss of the
mines, and then, in the evenings, when
she would be singing her baby to
sleep, the little shop would bo full of
miners, listening in dead silence to the
baby songs nnd the English songs and
tho Scotch songs she poured forth
without stint, for she sang more for
them than for her baby. No wonder
they adored her. She was so bright,
so gay, that she brought light with her
when she went into the enmp, into the
pits, for she went down to see the men
work, or into n sick miner's shack,'
and many a man, lonely nnd Blek for
home or wife or bnby or mother, found
in that back room cheer and comfort
and' courage, nnd to many a poor
broken wretch that room became, ns
one miner put It, 'the anteroom to
heaven.' "
Mr. Calg paused, and I waited.
Then he went on slowly:
"For n year and a half that was the
happiest home ln all the world till one
day"
ne put his face In his hands and
shuddered.
"I don't think I can ever forget the
awfnl horror of that bright fall after
non when Old Rlcketts came breath
less to me and gasped, 'Come, for the
J dear Lord's sake!' and I rushed after
nun. Ai ine mom 11 or ine sunn lay
three men dead. One was Lewis Ma
vor. He had gone down to superintend
the rnnrring of a new drift. The to
men, half drunk with Slavln's whisky,
set off a shot prematurely, to their
own and Mavor's destruction. They
were badly burned, but his face was
untouched. A nitner was sponging off
the bloody froth oozing from his lips.
The others were standing about wait
ing for me to speak, but I could find
no w01-1. tnr m? "fart was sick, think-
ing, as they were, of the young moth
er and her baby waiting at home. So
I stood, looking stupidly from one to
the other, trying to find some reason,
coward that I was, why another should
bear the news rather than I, and while
we stood there, looking nt one another
In fear, there broke upon us the sound
of n voice mounting high above the
birch tops, singing:
" 'Will ye no' come back ncaln?
Will ye no' come hack again?
HettiT lo'ed ye eanna be.
Will ye no' come buck again?
"A strange terror seized us. Instinc
tively the men closed up In front of the
body and stood in silence. Nearer nnd
nearer came the elenr, sweet voice,
ringing like a silver bell up the steep:
" 'Sweet the lav'rock'i note and lanf,
TUHln' wildly up the glen.
But ay tae me he sings ae sang,
Will ye no come back again?
"Before the verse was finished Old
Rlcketts had dropped on bis knees,
nobbing out brokenly, 'O God, O God,
have pity, have pity, hnve pity! and
every man took off his hat And still
the voice came nearer, singing so
brightly the refrain:
" 'Will ye no' come back again?"
"It became unbearable. Old Rlcketts
sprang suddenly to bis feet nnd, grip
ping me by the arm. said pitcously:
" 0h, go to her! For heaven's sake,
go to her!'
"I next remember standing in her
path and seeing her holding out her
hands full of red lilies, crying out:
" 'Arc they not lovely? Lewis is so
fond of theniP
"With the promise of much finer ones
I turned ber down a path toward the
river, talking I know not what folly
till ber great eyes grew grave, then
anxious, and my tongue stammered
and became silent Then, laying her
hand upon my arm, she said, with gen
tle sweetness:
"'Tell me your trouble, Mr?. Craig,'
and I knew my agony had come, and 1
burst out:
" 'Oh. if It were only mine?
"She turned quite white, and, with
her deep eyes you've noticed her eyes
ilra wing the truth out of mine, she
said:
" 'Is it mine, Mr. Craig, and my ba
by's T
"I waited, thinking with what words
to begin. She put one band to ber
heart and with the other caught a little
poplar tret that shivered under b
T:
1
group auu raid, wim WUlie ups, DO
even more gently:
" TeU me.'
1 wondered at my rolce being m
toady as I said:
" 'Mrs. Mavor, God will help yon and
your baby. There has been an acci
dent and It Is all over.'
"She was a miner's wife, and there
was no need for more. I could see the
pattern of the sunlight falling through
the trees u'kui the grass. I could hear
the murmur of the river and the cry of
the catbird In the bushes, but we seem
ed to be in a strange and unreal world,
Suddenly she stretched out her hands
to me and with a little moan said
" 'Take me to him.'
14 'Sit down for a moment or two,' I
entreated.
" 'No, no: I am qnlte ready. See,' she
added quietly; 'I am quite strong.
"I set off by a short cut leading to
her home, hoping the men would be
there ahead of us; but, passing me, she
walked swiftly through the trees, nnd
I followed In fear. As we came near
the main path I heard the sound of
feet, and I tried to stop ber, but she,
too, had heard and knew.
" 'Oh, let me go!' she said piteously.
'You need lutt fear.'
"And I had not the heart to stop her.
In a little opening among the pines we
met the bearers. When the men saw
her, they laid their burden gently down
upon the carpet of yellow pine needles,
and then, for they had the hearts of
true men In them, they went away Into
the bushes and left her alone with the
dead. She went swiftly to bis side,
making no cry: but, kneeling beside
him. she stroked his face and bands
and touched his curls with her lingers.
murmuring all the time soft words of
love.
"'Oh, my darling, my bonny, bonny
darling, speak to me! Will you not
speak to me just one little word? Oh.
my love, my love, my heart's love!
Listen, my darling!'
"And she put her lips to his ear,
whispering, and then the awful still
ness. Suddenly she lifted her head
and scanned his face, and then, glanc
ing round with 11 wild surprise in her
eyes, she cried:
"'He will not speak to me! Oh, he
will not speak to me!'
"I signed to the men, and as they
came forward I went to her and took
her hands.
"'Oh,' she said, with a wall ln her
voice, 'he will not speak to me!'
"The men were sobbing aloud. She
looked at tiiem with wide open eyes
of wonder.
"'Why are they weeping? Will ho
never speak to nie again? Tell mo,'
she Insisted gently.
"The words were running through
my head,
"There's a land that Is fairer than day,
and I said them over to her, holding
ber hands firmly in mine. She gazed
at me ns If in a dream, nnd the light
slowly faded from her eyes as Eho
snld, tearing her hands from mine and
M'aving them toward the mountains
and the woods:
" 'But never more here! Never more
here!'
"I believe In heaven nnd the other
life, but I confess that for a moment it
all seemed shadowy beside the reality,
of this warm, bright world, full of life
and love. She was very ill for two
nights, and when the coinn was closed
a new baby lay in the father's: arms.
"She slowly came back to life, but
there were no more songs. The miners
still come about her shop and talk to
her baby and bring her their sorrows
nnd troubles; but, though she Is al
ways gentle, almost tender, with them,
no man ever says 'Sing.' And that is
why I am glad she sang last week. It
will be good for her and good for
them."
"Why does she stay?" I asked.
"Mavor's people wanted her to go to
them," he replied.
"They have money she told me
about It but her heart Is in the grave
up there under the pines, nnd, besides,
she hopes to do something for the min
ers, nnd she will not leave them."
I am afraid I snorted a little impa
tiently ns I said: "Nonsense! Why,
with her face and manner and voice
she could be anything she liked In
Edinburgh or in London."
"And why Edinburgh or London?"
be asked coolly.
"Why?" I repeated a little hotly.
"You think this is better?"
"Nazareth was good enough for the
Lord of Glory," he answered, with a
smile none too bright, but It drew my
heart to blm, nnd my heat was gone.
"How long will she stay?" I asked.
"Till her work Is done," he replied.
"And when will that be?" I asked
impatiently.
"When God chovjses," he answered
gravely. "And don't you ever think
but that it Is worth while. One value
of work Is not that crowds stare at it
Read history, man!"
He rose abruptly and began to walk
about.
"And don't miss the whole meaning
cf the life that lies at the foundation
of your religion. Yes," be added to
himself, "the work Is worth doing,
worth even her doing."
I could not think so then, but the
light of the after years proved him
wiser than I. A man to see far must
climb to some height, and I was too
much upon the plain In those days to
catch even a glimpse of distant sunlit
uplands of triumphant achievement
that lie beyond the valley of self sac
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nave a riven over tnis rwaa at au ti&
of the year, but hare never teeg j.
rough or muddy. It is not becan.
w : t 1 t . .
nuriBuun nun tutpt-rior roaa Ig.
There are roads In the state tk,
would wreck a leather bag in a f prij
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vnuil. .itllUTI JO lb UTVaUMJ .1
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overseer to attend to Ma buainJ
lownsnip trustees ana rood ovrrsjJ
here are about ordinary, but art
dinarily not about when needed.
mm is mc rAHHumiun. Lin fJ
6Hl e of that road are fine farn,
Beautiful farms with clean-cut hedn
well-kept orchards and fine mendo,
On these farms are well-built, wtJ
painted and nicely ornnmented farJ
houses, with bountiful Inwns
trees about them. In thoae hou
live progressive men, who have nfrrn
that this rond slmll be well kept. K;
man owns a semper. Knch fnri&
takes the piece of rond along his far:
just as the city resident does hi.s t
walk. When one is busy, aiimh
takes care of hi.s rond. When
bridge is to be built they all comt
get her nnd build it. The rond is pr
ed in the middle, so the water r
off nt once. When it begins to
rough they run n scraper over
During parts of the year they got
this road from three to six tiiu'
week. Sometimes even of truer.
It tnkes some time? Yes, bin
half as much as it does some m
men trying to sell their farms v
they want to change. An aver.i;-.
three hours per week for enrh f:
keeps the road. When they wair
go to town, ns they often do, the (!
is a pleasure. It's a pleasure for
I
people, too, and when one of tl
wonts to sell his farm ho gets !
five to ten dollars more per Here
if he were located at the side or
of n narrow gullied buggy-bri'
oypain. men thev nave free mai
livery along that rond now. Son:
the rest of us haven't, nnd I am
the rond hnd something to do wit
W. H. Hornby, in Orange J
runner.
USE HOME MATERIAL.
A Itnad-llullrilnK Hint Which Ap
with Equal Force to Chnroclr
Bolldlna;.
It is reported by the directoi
t of
the office of public roads inqn
that a costly mistake is somet
committed by districts which
anxious to improve the conditio
the local roads. Through not
Ut 0
lift
rain
is I
ing 'scientifically determined
l-co-parAtv n1v f . dlffrrrri'
terialsf they use an unsuitable
stance to harden the surface o
highway, when all the time the
was
in tl
at hand a more suitable mat
which can be obtained at less
pense. If they knew their ow
sources they would not send
from home for what, after all.
not be turned to ns good necou
the substances easily within re;i
If we nre ever tempted to l.i
the lack of educational ndvnnt;i
or whthever the particular
back may be in our neighbo
nnd to envy some more fortui
endowed locality, let us pos
our discontent until we have
the best of such things as we
The library of our district is
perhaps, in the number of
but have we extracted all the
row out of its Shakespeare an
ton? The society is uncultivab
has not the narrowest membeir
something to teach us.' lo bill 57
n. stronrr nnd even beautiful tX'tr
la. tf ta mr.t PnnQDi'd rr 4 Irni'i
IClp 1. "UW "LU O.IIH j I'RT'SI'
lar; we may nnu au ine maiera v
it very near home. W'ellspriilun j's
FOR LOADING LOGS.
rever
who fi
iselvcs
out of
An Arrangement Which gave
of I.abor and, In Some Ca
Lota ot Profanity.
'id the
'ii hnv
1 drain
It 1;
ten in
S n 1
Arrange two ttout timbers
with one end tl each on the
and the other on the tied or
Double a iu-inch rope of i
lenrih. Looo the middle thrd
clevis, n It will not slip. Tie i;1""".
ot the rope to the ide of th '
'llJlltf J
lie got
r. umi
mens
Wellspi
ug. Hi
re aspu
Uowshii
het find
EAST WAT TO LOAD LOt
of eve
farthest from the leg, B. B.
much t
the clevis back over the si
i old. Li
around the log ao it will balancl
sure, M
take It back over the sled, hitcUv satisfy
team at Band go. ahead, liave
nothin
rack on the sled and rejnove th
? for
from the side on which the lojt
ceived. L. . Emmons, in Fal
heir wl
what
How on
Home.
Good Honda nnd Charehf
hnust ii
Better roads often mean
church attendance. It is not
U it, al
a measu
lioose th
aiimlfieance that the Jews we!
mnnded to "prepare the wayf
Is each
Lord." To -gather out tae tvua
and to "take up the st j the wli
blocks," may be a duty in alag, j
as well as a figurative senJ roads i
invitation: "Let ns go up
house of the Lord," would
worth
Ita fnh
more effectual if it were not
re almc
vegetable
eult a thing to get there. Hi
Lomson, Manchester, Jinsg.
kck off;
The most fertile sources ofi,loh..to 1
In poultry ere lice and filtl
al olima
come unsuitable quarters,
feetUnf and oTererowdlng.
"eaet.
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