Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 25, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 15 December 1883 — Page 4

THE MAIL A PAPER

PEOPLE.

FOR THE

TEKRK HAUTE, DEC. 15, 1883.

TRAMPING FOR AN OBJECT.

^'Lemme sit down a minute, a stone's got in my shoe Don't commence cussin', I ain't done nothln' to you.

Yes. I'm a tramp. What of it? Polks say we ain't no good .Bat trumpet has to live,I reckon, though folks don't think we sboulu. Once I w.w strong and han't some, had plenty of ciWh and clothes— That was before I tippled and gin got into my nose. Dawn In the Lehigh Valley me and my peo-

I wA*abfackamtth,cap'en—yes,and a good i^one.too Me and my wife and Nellie—Nellie was Jost sixteen— JJhe was the pooties*. creeter the valley had ever seen.

Beaux! why, she bad a dosen—had 'em irom near and f*r— fiat they were mostly farmers—none of 'em suited her. There W ix a city stranger, young, handsome and tali— Darn him! I wish I had him strangled against that wall. He was the man for Nellie—she dldnt know no ill. Mother, she tried to stop her, but you know a young gal's will. jflH *vH -W Well, It's the same old story—common enough, you'll say: He was a soft-tongued devil and got her to run away. More than a month or after we beard from the peor young thing He'd none away and left 'er without a wedding ring. Back to her ti /me we brought her, back to her mother'sside,

Filled with raging fever—she fell at my feet —and died. Frantic with shame and trouble her mother bexan to sink. Dead—In lees than a fortnight—that's when I took todrlnk. Oln me one glass, curne), and then 111 be on inf vniyj I'll tramp tUU And that scoundrel if it takes till the judgement day.

The Pastor at Three Forks.

The great wide hall in the city of Lyndham, Tenn., was crowded to its utmost capacity, and the large audience sat as still as death itself listening with a sort of breathless attention to the words which the old white-haired bishop was speaking from the platform. It is a conference of Methodist ministers, and for the last live days they have been thus in session, and this the fifth and latt has brought with it the appointments for the coming year. Slowly and io the trembling voice of age the white haired bishop road down the list:

John Tracy—Berwick Center. Philip Carboy—Mechanlisville. Thomas Ruggles-Booen-street Church

Church.

Amos Hurt—North BurtonFredorlck Gordon—Three Forks,

And then a little breath of relief ran through the house, and a hard-featured man buck by the door leaned over to ward his neighbor and whispered softly, "You'll waut all your uerve now. Gordon," and as the man addressed nodded silently in reply, a dozen of the delegates sitting near turned to look at htm who had received the appointment to be most dreaded of all. The survey was evidently a satisfactory one, for aftor a single glance at the firm chli, thin lips and lather daring eyee, they turned away to resume their listening, expressing the general verdict in the muttered words,"He'll do." Meanwhile Gordon sat there, evidently gasung straight ahead of him, in evident strict attention to the reading, but iu reality busily revlewlug everything heoould recall regarding the disadvantages of Three Forks.

It was twenty miles from any railroad and at least half way up the barren sides of Bald mountain. It had already driven away two ministers of nis church in succession. It bad the reputation of being the headquarters of some very hard citizens, and was surrounded by a district principally inhabited by "moonsbiuers," who were in an almost constant warfare with the revenue officers, and as he ended this catalogue of its vices Rev. Frederick Gordon shut his white teeth closely togethet and vowed sternly to win his way there or not come back.

Then as the monotonous tone of the reader's voice ceased he, arose with the others and followed quietly the stream of humanity out into the summer sunlight. In the outer entry, where the two streams from the lower floor and upper gallery came mingling together aiui, with chokod current, flowed between the wide doors, he folt a hand fall upon his Armas if to attract attention, and, partly turning, he looked down surprised into a pair of upturned eyes, bright as stars, half beleiving the touch upon his arm a mistake. The eyes drooped a little before his own and a flush sprang instantly into the girl's clear choek, as she asked a little doubtfully: "Are you not Rev. Mr. Gordon? ''Yes, he answered, "such is my name. l)ld you wish then, to see men?1

You go to Three Forks," she continu-

ed, speaking low enough, so that the others passing would uot hear. "At

if I were you."

But the reverend gentleman had grasped one of hor hands and was shaking it warmly* regardless of the curious glances of lookere-ou. "If you are from Three Forks," he exclaimed, gallantly, "it cannot be as bad as painted, and I shall most certainly no. Do vou really think there will be tnnible?* be a*ked more calmly, as they walked slowly down tbe street, keeping etep with the others.

Yea, I do," she answered soberly. "Tbert must be. The last man the inference sent there was a sneak," and the girls eves flashed as she emphasised the word. He gave information to tbe revenue men that caused considerable low, and the men swear to prevent the next one from having tbe chance. I don't blame them," she added fiercely. •Tin little of an outlaw myself." "No more do I," he answered calmly, looking with considerable admiration at the girl's kindling cheeks. "They would never find ine a sneak, I think, yet I taunt suffer for tbe wrong-doings of others. Nevertheless, I feel that 1 must go. 1 has been made my duty, and— well, reallv Miss Cbeswidt, I don't particularly object to the dangerous part of mr work at all," and lb* reverend gentleman smiled. His companion did not look up. bat anyone seeing bis firm lips, cool, grev eyes, close-cut hair, and •wet, figure, might have in reason am ved at the same conclusion.

Frederick fJ.infc-n was a good minister and one d»t *I t- Ms calling, but with it all heremaio Hi o.usldera of a man, and a one, with some enthusiasm and otid than water in his veins. In hi* 4tion the »*iy had kept pace with 5'--•»I -•_ |Ult9K |vlNi jyUwi— bat

en you not to In useta*.*

"Yes, quite useless," he replied. "I must fight it out myself. It must be a very pleasant kind of congregation waiting for me—quieting to the nerves, and all that," with a smile. "If it la all arranged beforehand, Miss Cheewick, they must have a leader. Pray tell the name of this gallant captain banditti."

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As be asked the question lightly looking down at his companion, the red blood rushed to her face.

True, they have a leader," she said, passionately, "and be is my father." "Sincerely, I beg your pardon," he cried, taking hfer hand. "The question was a foolish one but I go to Bald mountain on the stage with you tomorrow." Then, more calmly, "L«t us hope for the best. I can only go, whatever, the ending is," and then, hat in band, be stood silently watching her move slowly down the sunny street, until she disappeared in the crowd of people.

Rev. Frederick Gordon was on time at the little stage office next morning, and possibly the fact of pleasant companion-

whip

bad much to do with his promptness. The in clemency of the weather had prevented the sale of outside seats upon this trip, and consequently those inside did not lack for occupants. Miss Cheewick, in a neat traveling dress of gray, sat with her back to tbe horses, and Gordon managed to secure, much to his own satisfaction, a seat beside her, and to be received with a smile of welcome. Two women, one quite large, the other quite small, and both exceedingly dirty, occupied the rear seat. In the middle rested a typical "poor white," not uncommon in that region, whose wobegone face told the story of bis life, and totheswing-

the parson

and bis companion carrying on a conversation in low tones, and the others staring straight at them without a word jogged along for two hours until a station was reached where the horses were changed, when they alighted for a short resting spell. "I am afraid, sir, that the driver has been drinking too much," tbe girl said as that individual issued just then from the bar-room, and endeavored, with doubtful success, to make a straight line for tbe box. "He does seem a little unsteady," answered Gordon, watching his movements closely. "Yer needn't bs afeard, mum," remarked the poor white, lazily. "Jim Skpggs drives better drunk nor sober. He'll fetch yer around all right, I reckon."

Friend Skaggs did certainly Btart off all right, though a little uncertain as to seeping his seat but he seemed to grow a little bit drunker with every step his teani took. It is possible he carried with him a private bottle for use in such emergencies. Auyway. the liquor was warmiMnlm up rapidly and bringing forth recklessness of his nature. The wh^began to crack more frequently iu the air, he commenced a soug only to end it with a burst of profanity at his team, and when they finally reached the long grade that led to the forks, instead of putting on his brake, as was customary, he struck his horses again and started them down unchecked, much to his own gratification as well as to the fear of the passengers cooped up inside and expecting an accideut with every plunge of tbe coach. Aroused by the rough jolting from a pleasant and rather personal conversation with his fair seat mate tbe Rev. Gordon, thrust his bead and shoulders out of the wiudow nearest bim to see what was the matter, and was decidedly startled at the prospect for a wrecks" coach. On one side was a wall of rocks and on the other a drop to the river, and down the steep grade tbe team was going at a gallop, with the drunken driver swaying back and forth

and

shouting at bis horses. The reverend gentleman's face grew a little white as he looked ahead. Under him and within reach was the font-rest of tbe heavy brake, and, leaning out as far as ible, be buried it forward and push

possi— ed with all his strength. Tbe wheels began to grate, and exerting himself even more, every muscle brought into play, the strain told, and slowly the speed of their descent slackened. But now, unnoticed came a new danger. The driver, swaying so unsafely in the seat above, just drunk enough to feel his importance and be ugly, noticing the change ih the coach's motion, looked down from his perch for the cause.

Let go that brake," he cried Bavagely. Gordon, leaning far out the window, his hands hard down on the brake and his eyes fastened on the steep, rocky road ahead, paid no attention to the rough com maud, possibly never even heard it. SnaggS yelled again: "Who's a-runrin' this coach? Let go that brake, or I'll make ye!"

Again there was no response to the threat from tbe divine, whose whole thought was given to stopping the wbeeles. The driver, with

one

terrible

oath, grasped the hand-rail to steady himself, and swinging' his heavy whip In the air, brought it down on the parson's broad back with a sharp crack. Once more did the lash fall with full force upon the bowed figure then the heavy brake swung back suddenly, tbe hands which had neld it grasped tbe rail ou top, and Gordon swung himself up until his feet rested on tbe lower »asb. Then he straightened up. Twioe Skaggs struck him, and then the next instant that individual was grasped by a band like iron, and flung backward over the wheel into the road. To climb up Into tbe empty seat, grasp the reins and halt tbe plunging team, was but the work of a moment. As it stopped, those inside, only half understanding what bad occurred, spratlg hastily out. "Can you drive?" Gordon asked calmly of the sallow party who had occupied the middle seat. "YVal, yes. kinder middlin' stranger," and he calmly began to climb over the

"Do*you know the road?" relinquishing tbe lines. "I reckon I dew. Anyhow, I've bin over it enough." Then, glancing about as if just discovering something wrong, he leaned over and whispered, "War's Jim?-'

Tbe parson pointed bade up tbe long hill, where in the distance the former driver was staggering along and wildly gesticulating for the stage to wait. "Drive oh," be said shortly. "It will do Jim's system lota of good to walk." "I reckon yer right, partner," said the new recruit, starting op the team, "Jim be a powerful walker at times."

On tbe ample porch of tbe Three Forks Hbuse a motley crowd was gathered as they alighted—a crowd that jeered at tbe poor volunteer driver, that smilled with generous recognition as it greeted tbe girl and glanced at the blacs frock of the parson with a look savoring of disdain. Bells Che*wick allowed her eyes r«ng .loag the row of &oss with a vio£ tasting of disappointment. Tbe *he wished

for

vwabsent.

"Are any of our folks here. Mr. Mot*?" she Anally asked of a man who

•be said to im, after was lining carelessly op against the I !H. 1 prevail fir fill door.

I see

Ain't seen none Of *em, Miss Belle. VI reckon mighty basy on the *~/v§sv

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farm 'bout now," be replied slowly, with a sly wink at tbe man next him. "Shall 1 hitch up 'Old Ned' fer yer?" "Ob, no indeed. I'd 'much rather walk," she replied quickly, and, turning to her companion of the afternoon, added, "I will say good-bve to you lor I presume you will stop here." "If you will permit," be answered, after taking the proffered hand, "I will walk at least part the way with you. It will make a pleasant ending to tbe ride," and, as she bowed an answer, they turned and strolled away together, out on the narrow, rocky rosd that, in a winding way, tea up toward the bine capped summit far above them. The road was a pleasant one lying yellow in the sunlight, shadded here and there with trees, which seemed to find roots in the very

"How fresh all things look up here," he ventured flnslly, to brerk the silence. "I wonder do people dwelling here enjoy them, or Is that blessing reserved strangers?" "Indeed they do enjoy them always in their way," was the reply. "Do you not know that mountaineers, more perbans than any other people, are attached to their homes? Have you so soon forgotten how bard they fought for them during the war? Why, this very mountain itself was a continual battle-ground for years." "Perhaps the fight is not over even yet," he said carelessly. "You come nearer the truth than you tbink." with a frown. "It is not over. You do not believe me? Then look up, a little to the right, just under the stump of that o'd broken tree. Do you see

"Gordon* shaded his eyes from the blinding sun and looked earnestly io the direction she bad pointed out. "I certainly do see something," he answered, finally "but what, I can scarcely distinguish. It looks like a man leaning upon something." "It is a man," she cried, alittle proudly, "standing where he ean see twenty miles down the valley, and that thing he seems leaning upon is a gun, one shot from which would put all of Bald mountain under arms. What do you think of us now?"

There was nothing but pride and defiance in the girl's words, but in her eyas Gordon read a world of pleadiug for his judgment, and ho answered thoughtfully: "That I have never understood your people, and perhaps never shall."

For a moment they were silent then she raid so low as scarcely to reach him: "I only wish you had not come." "And I am very glad 1 did," was .,the reply. "And why?" she questioned. "To huve met you would have been enough, I think and her eyes Bank to the yellow road," but the flush on her cheek answered him.

It was very near dark when the new miuister of Three. Forks returned to the hotel, and after a hasty supper sooght the seclusion of his room. It was two hours later wheu a cavalcade of horsemen dashed down from the mountain and drew up before the house. They entered the littleofflce without ceremony and roughly demanded to be shown the preacher. The host was nervous and full of feara for bis guest's safety. "Now, Tim," he said pleadingly to tbe speaker, "give the feller some kind ol a show, can't ye? He seems to be a pretty decent kind of a chap this time." "Give bim a show!" echoed the man "why, bless ye, old man, we be'ant goin' to hurt his precious hide. The boys just want ter thank him for lickin' that drunken Skaggs, that's all. Trot bim out, Mott."

At the hurried request of the landlord Gordon came down Into the office feeling decidedly nervous, but endeavoring to appear perfectly calm. The men drew back a little as he entered, and left the one who had previously acted as spokesman standing alone in the center of the floor. This person was a tall, awkward, but strong-featured man of at least sixty years, bearing about his person marks of hardship and a certain consciousness of inherent command. Taking off his old, battered felt bat, he ran his fingers through a shock of gray hair, and said solemnly: "Parson, we've reckoned as how you must be a pretty squar' sort of chap." Tbe listener bowed wonderingly at the compliment. "Ye see, the last of vour breed what was here kinder played it on the boys, snd so they was sorter lay in' for the next cuss that cum along ter git even. They met up to my house on old Baldy, and then I» give'em the story about your stoppin' the stage and lickin' Jim Skaggs, aud I told'em as how you was goin" to stay right here, providin1 ye wanted ter, and the boys sorter chimed in with me, as they generally does when old Tim. Oheswick ses so."

The speaker paused again, and Gordon bent his bead tryiug to understand bow that pleasant-faced, delicate girl could be tbe daughter of this rough old man, and then looked at him with more interest in bis eves because of the very strange association. "An' then," continued the orator, slowly, "we thought that bein' as bow you heard of our threats and such like, we'd just come down here to-night and set your mind easy like. Sb, parson, will ye llcker?"

Gordon politely begged to be excused, and Cheswick went on as if never interrupted. "Ail right pardner, stisk to your colors. I like ter see a man do that always, and no harm done, but if you kindly excuse us, we will,' and at tbe word the entire company charged tbe bar with considerable enthusiasm. When, much later that night, tbey parted from each other, Fredenck Gordon felt that he had suceeding in making some personal friends among the rough men who defended Bald mountain, and he sank to sleep more hopeful for tbe future.

But why should I make a short tale long in its telling? Sunday after Sunday passed away, snd on them ail in succession the little church in tbe valley gathered its small congregation together into closer and growing communion. The weeks glided imperceptibly into months, and the circle of tbe minister's friendship seemed to widen with tbe sun's. Tne organist, whose brignt eyes and sweet voice aided so much, was not forgotten for the others who came later, ana many a sunny afternoon dkl she find company in the long walks np the winding road, and In them Gordon not only taurned to read his heart aright, but to forget his surroundings and to see his future in her every word and deed, and to paint it the brighter by every flush that brightened her clear cheeks. There the word of love was spoken in tbe twilight of the bills, and toe two lives Mended In their hopes and fears Into one current of love eternal. thus It was when one afternoon late in the fall, Gordon climbed

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that road alone which led by tbe Cheswick cottage. He went forward with alow steps, and with a heart made heavy by foreboding, for he knew well that old Tim Cheswick bad never fuliv trusted him, had always despised h» profession, and ranked it lower even than his own precarious mode of life, and yet be now goes to ask of him the greatest gift of all—tbe uoe thing ftelt the old man— daughter. The dark,

weather-beaten house looked doubly lonesome and neglected that day, standing there among the rocks, and with old Tim himself, to perfect tbe picture, leaning against its outer door and lazily smokmg his pipe. A cur dog beside him barks savagely as the intruder advances up the path toward them. Tbe master looks carelessly up and says sulkily: "Good day, parson."

Gordon nodaed his reply, and immediately intimated his desire for a private interview. With slight lifting of his massive shoulders an a questioning glance at bim from under shaggy eyebrows. Cheswick led tbe way Into the kitchen. The matter was soon concisely stated, and at the close, as the reverend gentleman paused doubtfully for a reply Tim brought his great clenched hand down with a crash upon the table and exclaimed vehemenently: "Parson, I've always reckoned you a squar' man, but I want you to understand that my gal don't inarry no preacher. You hear that! It's every word I've got to say, and if that be ail yer want, yer can go."

Gordon rose to nis feet at the harsh words, with a flush of anger reddening each cheek, and for a moment the men stood there iu the little low kiteben, looking with hot eyes into each others' faces. Then, with an effort, the feeling was conquered by a strong will, and the younger, without trusting himself to speak a word, turned to tbe open door, and, never glancing back, weut out into the sunshine. As he stepped into tbe barren yard, destitute of care or flowers, be felt half io a dream and unconscious of surroundings, but in that moment bis dull eyes saw something down tbe mountain that brought back all bis faculties with a sudden shock. A iroment he looked downward earnestly, aud then sprang bsck into tbe room. "The revenue officers!" he cried excitedly. "They will be here inside of five minutes. *You must act quickly."

For onoe in his wild life old Tom Cheswick was completely taken off bis guard, and Gordon was quick to see bis condition and helplessness. "Get into the bushes," he said rapidly. "I will keep them back uutil you spread tbo alarm.' "Do you mean it, Parson Tim asked, scarcely credltiug bis own ears. "Yes, every word. Come, move quick! It is for her sake, and not yours." •'I understand that," Cheswick found time to retort, and theu stooping low, ran to the low bushes in whose close thickets he disappeared. Gordon, with a little sigh of pain, walked apparently unconcerned into the door yard aud wailed for the swift-approaching end. In his heart for an instant there raged a tierce conflict between the demauus of duty and love but love proved the stronger and conquered. There was scarcely a sound as he waited yet the man felt that Belle's eyes were upon him from some crevice in the old house, aud that Cheswick, speeding away, would soon indeed call Bald mountain again to arms. Then came the swift advance of the party below, first tbe sound of the horses' hoofs smiting the llmty rock, then a jingling of their accoutrements, and close following the body of horsemen, ding compactly together, swept around the edge of the high bank, and. turninginto the littleclearlng, advanced raigbt toward tbe house. "Hullo!" exclaimed the man riding ahead suddenly, reining in his horse as he caught sight of Gordon, "I sav, strauger, where's old man Cheswick?" "1 cannot tell exactly," was the perfectly cool reply, for the reverend understood that tbe only thing he could hope to do was in gaining time. "Well, where do you suppose be is?" thundered the man. "Probably somewhere upon a section known in the atlases of this region as Bsld mountain, 'said tbe speaker looking tbe leader in the eye. ••See here, now," the latter said, "it don't pay to fool with us, yon know. We are officers of the law, and we want Cheswick. Do you knowbere be is?" "No, I do not," with emphasis. "When Isaw bim last be was goiug toward town." "How long ago?" sweeping tbe vallev with a hasty glance. "Come, speak quick, tny man.' "I have no watch," Gordon said slowly, but it was some tiuie ago." "Perhaps that's so, and perhaps it isn't." the officer said with a sueer. "I'll ro through the old den, anyhow, for .uck," and he tossed his bridle-rein to tbe mau next him and swung down from tbe saddle.

Tbe thought of Belle being questioned and possibly even roughly handled, if they once entered the house, ftred Gordon's hot blood in an instant. "No, you will not." The words exhibited no trace of anger, but tbe tone in which they were spoken meant business and the minister's broid shoulders blocked the doorway. "Well who will prevent me? 'the man questioned rougbly. "If possible, I will. You have no authority whatever forentering this house. You say you are officers of the law—that is all I kuow about it. I tell you now that there is no one within save the omen, and I have aright to expect that you will accept my word, when I state, as I do now, that 1 am tbe minister regularly in charge of the church at Three Forks."

The leader looked, as he probably felt, incredulons, and there was a moment'b painful pause. Then be laughed sueer-

n"i^m

too old a bird to be caught by

such chaff," he said "two of you men come here and hold this man." At the command they advanced together, and with tbe energy of desjxair Gordon struck out rapidly right and left, and his college training stood him in good stead, for one of tbe assailants went down, but tbe others closed in fiercely. There was an instant's breathless struggle, then he was flung bleeding and unconscious to tbe ground. Twenty minutes later they came out, and leaving him lay there like a dead man, rode hastily down tbe mountain.

Gordon never knew bow long be rested uncared for, but when be did finally come back again to life his head was resting upon Belle's lap, her soft hands were bathing his brow and her eyes bent lovingly above bim, brightening as tbey

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The sun was going down behind tbe mountain-top, and standing there before bim, in the fall, rich glow of its set* ting, was Tim Cheswick looking on, tbe light reddening bis bronzed cneeks snd playing in tbe sbadows of his gray halr. tesaw man face to easy fashion, peculiarly his own, en deavored to set all fears to rest. "Yes, parson, it's all right," be said hurriedly. "The officers thought tbey done for you tbis time sure, aud lit oat right smart for tbe valley and—well, as tbe gal seems determined ter have ye, I reckon as how 111 have ter let her go." Aod the old man, whose voice trembled ly at these last words, as if tbey

werehisown death-warrant, turned up the rocks and left tbe young folks alone. For a moment Oordon looked up into the dark eyes that bent over 1dm so full of hope and joy. «*I will try, darling, to keep the old

man's trust," be said simply, and the moon that rose so majestically as the sun went down, shone over at least to hearts filled with happiness on the barren sides of Bald mountain that night.

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Ayer's SarsaparilL

The following letter from one of onr known Massachusetts Druggists should INt interest to every soffertr:— "Eight year* had an attack

RHEUMATISM.

above diseases, alto directions for Conn.

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eondtOOk, Portland, Main*.

Rheumatism,'

vere that I eonld not move from tbe dress, without help, 1 tried several dies without much if any relief, until 1 Area's UAESAPABILLA, by the toe of bottles of which 1 wss completely cu Hare sold large quantities of your FAKiLLA, and it still retains its wot cores It ee me *h •offered imblle. K. F. HABIIISto

Hirer St., Borland, Mass., May 13, i: GEOBOE AKDR overseer In the

SALT RHEUM.

Carpet Corpor&t an before his ren

for over twenty years 1 to Lowell afflicted with Salt Rheum in worst form. Its ulcerations actually oor more than half tbe sarface of his oody limbs. He was entirely cured by Av BABSAPABIULA. See certificate in Ay Almanac for 1S83. 1

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Dr. J. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Ma

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