PATTERNS OE
WOLFPEN
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CHAPTER XI—Continued
—14—
“Daddy goes around like he had
a trouble bound on his shoulders. He
works down around the mill so
much I don’t know how he’s ever
going to get herbs for his medicine
and tlie corn in and the hay made
and the sorghum. Jasper works in
the fields with a sorry look on his
face, and I reckon he wants to
marry. And Abral is so excited
about everything i can hear him
flopping in his bed at night and
ramming his knees with a bang into
the wall. And there’s Jesse work
ing on through his big book and
looking at his steer, and I know he
Is right nervous about going olT
over to town with so much to do
about the place before winter and
all these strange men coming here
from down-river, and the hard feel
ings about Grover Sims getting
killed. And there's Cynthia. What
about, you? You think about him
and his maps and papers he’s work
ing on, and about how you’re to
get over to the Institute for a win
ter and about silly things in the
trees that you’d just better leave to
old Mr. Stingy Shellenberger and
his black man. But it's not nice to
call even him bad names."
These things gave her enough to
think on. The work around the
house offered more than she could
do.
Slowly September was creeping
into Wolfpen. Soon Cynthia would
be going away and the thought was
pleasant. She had finished the di
verse colored cloth for the men's
shirts and the blue twill cloth for
her own dress, and now she was
l sewing them while Julia did the
• cutting.
“Next week will come in a hurry,"
Julia said.
“It's been such an odd summer,"
Cynthia answered.
“No two summers are the same,
Cynthia.”
“But this one Is such an awful lot
different the others seem alike.”
“There have been others, Cynthia.
The summer Jesse was sick, and the
year Lucy sot married, and the
spring Jenny moved over on Horse
pen; but you were little and didn’t
notice It like I did to see the two
girls gone.”
"And now with me about to go."
“But it’s just over to town to the
Institute, and not like marrying and
going off for good and all."
“Sometimes I don’t think I’d bet
ter go and leave you here with
everything."
“It’s not much, Cynthia, now that
Mullens stays at the camp w*th the
new men. I don’t mind Shellenber
ger like you do, and I’ll get Amy to
come over on wash-days. I'll man
age all right like I always have. I
want you to go and you must. And
what we don’t get done can just
wait. And there’ll be a right smart
of money wThen Mr. Shellenberger
pays for the land. We’ve been put
ting more than enough stuff away
each winter. You just set your
mind at rest, and be thankful for
your chances."
Cynthia sewed quietly in thought
for a time. The looked at her
mother, noting the unselfish look of
her face in repose and conscious
of the kindly strength of every
faint line about her mouth and fore
head. Her sense of withholding her
self from intimate communication
with Julia was suddenly and Im
pulsively gone.
“Mother," she said.
“Yes, Cynthia."
“Do you think I ought to marry
somebody?"
“Why, yes, Cynthia, some time
you should marry.”
“Hqw old were you when you
married Daddy?”
“Just about your age. A little
younger.”
“Is that too soon to marry or
not?"
“It would be too soon for you. but
it was right for me. I was big for
my age. I knew how to manage a
house and your father asked me to
marry him. A girl should marry
when the right time for her comes.”
“Do you think I ought to marry
—Doug, Mother?"
Julia controlled her surprise be
fore she spoke again.
“Doug is a mighty good boy.”
“But do you think a girl ought
to marry just a boy who is good?
Doug asked me to.”
"And what did you say to him?”
“I said it wasn’t time to think
about thinks like that, and he asked
me if ... if . . ."
“Asked you what?"
“If . . . well, he wanted to know
if I ... if he . .” She shifted
the varicolored shirting on her lap,
looking up and then down. “He
said, ‘Has that . . . have you gone
to liking that surveyor?" It was
uttered, and it seemed very strange
to see it taken out of secret and
put in the room between her and
her mother—just a little phrase
“liking that surveyor.”
It was such an odd world within
to be folded up in three words and
stood upon a sewing stand or a
bench by the loom.
Julia let it stand there until it
was no longer ill at ease, and then
said without probing Cynthia’s se
crets, “What did you tell Doug?”
“1 told him a lie.”
Its sudden stab was so unexpect
ed that Julia exclaimed, “Why, Cyn
thia !"
“It seemed like a little tiny lie
when I told it, but that was yester
day and today it looks as big as
Cranesnest . . .
“Mother.”
“What, Cynthia?”
"Do you think Reuben was about
the nicest boy you ever saw?”
“Well, I still remember your fa
ther, Cynthia.
“And how he saw you first on the
chip pile. You always look the
same when anybody mentions that.
I'm glad you saw him first that
way . . .
“Mother."
“Yes, dear?”
“Do you know how I first saw
Reuben?”
“No, you never said."
‘‘I had burned my hand on the
stove, and I was stirring the baiter
with my left hand, slopping it out
against my old dress, and I was so
hot and my hair was stringing down
in my eyes and I was just about to
cry. Then I heard the gate and
thought it wus Jesse and 1 went to
the porch saying something to him
and there be was tall and neat as
a poplar, and I couldn't even run
like you did when you first met Dad
dy, but I stood there and mumbled.
And then I went buck in the kilch
en and cried . , .
“Mother.”
“Yes?”
“Don t things ever come out the
way a body dreams them?”
“Hardly ever, dear. But some
times they are better.”
“I always thought I’d be looking
neat and ladylike and standing by
a pear tree, and I wasn't. But may
be it was more like you and Daddy."
They were both silent now, each
running forward with her own
thoughts and unaware for the in
stant that a unique moment had
passed between them and that they
had said things more intimately
than ever before. After a time
Julia came back, carefully preserv
ing the fragile expansiveness which
had confessed these things to her.
Then, “You liked him that much,
Cynthia?”
“Yes, Mother.”
“Have you . . . talked anything
about it?”
“Yes . . . well, no, not right plain
out. It is something you just know
about the way you know you are
breathing or a laurel sprig bursts
out pink in the sun up the Pinnacle
—or is that just crazy talk Jasper
always said about me saying Saul
was prowling around the place?”
“It’s real nice to be able to know
anything that way. A body can’t
always know things for a cer
tainty.”
“He's going to be a county sur
veyor some day. What is a county
surveyor?”
“I don’t just know, but your Dad
dy would.”
"I reckon It doesn’t matter much.
Don’t you think he Is different from
Doug?”
“Yes. But he’s lived different and
worked different. Doug is nice
folks."
“Mother. Do you think I ought to
marry Reuben?”
"Well, Cynthia, you're going to
school next week.”
“Yes, and I wouldn’t miss that
for anything hardly. But there is
next year.”
“And,” Julia continued, “he hasn't
so much as asked you."
“He said he would come back,
and. Mother, it just screamed out
that very first day: ‘That’s him.’"
“Y’es, but he ma * have ... in
terests down the river where he
lives, and you mustn’t . . . unless
he has told you . . .?”
“Can’t you tell a body things in
any way but words. Mother?”
“Why, yes, I reckon so, Cynthia,
only a body could be mistaken, you
know. Plenty folk mistake plain
words. And it comes by nature for
Reuben Warren to be nice to peo
pie.”
“That afternoon we sat on the
gray stone by the sycamore and he
laid his hand over mine in the white
haired moss, and then he took it
away again but it was still there,
and that's how you know when it’s
true.”
“You are a strange girl, my dear
child, and I reckon you ought to
know If it’s that way with you. But
I wouldn’t have any blight spot
your heart for this world.”
"I guess I oughtn’t of lied to Doug
though."
“I reckon that was Just the thing
you ought to say to him,” Julia said.
‘‘I wouldn't want to make Doug
feel bad. He works awful hard at
the place and he is banking so
much on his crop of ’seng. 1 did
promise him I’d go look at his 'seng
bed before I go."
“You ought to do that, and I
must send Sarah some of the pur
ple dahlias and some wheat loaf.”
And on this they began to read
just their Inner lives to the new
intimacies born of Cynthia’s confes
sion.
CHAPTER XII
f !’ WAS In the afternoon nt the
1 end of August that Cynthia went
down to say good-by to Sarah Ma
son and Dong. It was the first time
in many weeks that she had sat the
Finemare and ridden out of Wolf
pen. It was a joyous thing to feel
horse muscle flow under her thighs
and connect with her spirit, to hear
the soft, plopping of quick hoofs
against the sand. It was tonic to
efface the thought of what she
would see when she peered info tlte
hollow at Dry Creek filled with new
men whom Sparrel called riffraff
and was troubled about.
She waved to Jesse in the mea
dow where he bad been furiously
tossing hay and was sitting now
under a hayco#k with the book
opened on his knees. “I reckon
Jesse sure means business whether
he pitches hay or reads the law.
I’m right glad he’ll be over there
too, even if lie don’t come for a
week or two.”
Sparrel was outside his shop,
leaning against the shade by the
door, looking to nowhere out of
Wolfpen with puzzlement on his
face. It slipped off as Cynthia came
Into tlte mill-yard, and tie spoke
kindly to her and patted the rump
of the Finemare.
“You two make a tine-looking out
fit, if I do say it myself."
Cynthia, seeing a remnant of tier
Daddy Sparrel in his eyes and voice,
thought, "He ought to have more
"You’ll Be Coming Back to Visit
Before Long, I Reckon."
pleasure out of all this business
than he’s getting, but he lets other
men’s troubles be his own because
they are on his land, when he ought
to let Shellenberger and his black
man run on to suit themselves, and
be happy up Wolfpen with his own
place.”
She smiled to him, and waved
back us she took the ford over Gan
non.
And she smiled with her own
sense of pleasure as she heard Ab
ral’s voice pitched high saying, “No.
It won't go that way. Here. Watch
me.”
She dreaded the thought of look
ing up the hollow where the trees
had been cut. As she came Into the
road beyond the shadow of the Pin
nacle where Dry Creek would burst
into view, she played a game with
herself and the Flnemare. “We’ll
see if we can go by without either
of us looking over theAQ to the
slaughter pens,” she said aloud. It
was a diflictilt game to play. She
uxeu uer eyes on me nnemares
ears for many paces. Then she
looked off to the bright, sun-tinted
green on the timbered ridges to the
north, and down into the cool dark
pockets in the hollows where the
shadows lay. The Finemare held
her neck straight down tl»e road be
tween the Patches of rank horse
weeds as high as her back. “It’s
not fair for me, Finemare, because
you couldn't sec over along here
even if you wanted to. But I Just
naturally face that over there be
cause I sit sideways, hiu! I have
to stretch my neck to look the other
way. It’s funny how you try not to
look at something you don’t want to
see and all the time feel it pulling
at your eyes so hard you can’t hard
ly keep them off of it.’’ Site looked
at a great white roll of cloud, try
ing to decide whether to have it be
a dragon straining for its prey, or a
fair host of angels draping a veil of
luminous wings over the unmolested
hills. Then slit* decided they were
just ordinary clouds with nothing to
do but go riding in the sky in the
afternoon.
So site resisted Dry Creek while
they passed the rank horse-wepds,
and the cane-brake shooting pale
yellow poles high above her, and
came to the open meadow. There
she suddenly felt the lure of ugli
uess rushing ucross the open space
and reaching for her eyes, as though
a barrier had fallen. She resisted
with an effort. She heard the voices
of men framing the curious, sharp,
monosyllabic cries to the mules and
oxen. She felt the smell of wood
smoke in her nose and on her
tongue. Still she did not look, and
the mare was absorbed in the ani
mated manipulation of her own
legs. “I reckon maybe we can do
what we make up our minds to.
And if you won’t look while I do
It, I'll shut my eyes till we are
clean across the meadow and get
our backs to it." She closed her
eyes, and gave her body in relaxa
tion to the rhythm of each precise
step of the mare.
Then she felt the muscles on the
mare’s shoulders contract with a
snap, nnd tighten back to her rump,
us she swerved and broke the
rhythm of her gait. Cynthia Invol
untarily opened her eyes to see a
young rabbit leap Into a clump of
berry vines.
As she followed Its leap she heard
men shouting, followed by the swish
nnd the sharp explosive crack of a
tree beginning Its fall. The mare
looked and Cynthia looked into the
hollow at the heavy fall of a great
tulip tree, lunging against nil the
efforts of the lumberman down hill
through space in a thunderous sigh
ing swish, rebounding from the
ground on resilient limbs nnd
springing like u beheaded chicken
a dozen yards from the stump ou
the steep hillside.
“I reckon a body just has to look
sometimes when things get hurt
and die. Does it make your stom
ach twist too? We both did It at
the same time, and maybe you nre
not so different from the other peo
ple Just because your square mouth
won’t make any words.”
And Cynthia looked Into the
smoking brush piles and ugly
stumps where ’possums used to
crouch in the padded silence.
The Mason place was unaltered;
the weathered puling fence where
she left the mare, the chickens
about the yard, the slight musty
smell of the house compounded of
wood-smoke, unalred rooms, cook
ing and sickness. It dawned sud
denly on Cynthia that it was this
redolence of other people which had
always made her vaguely unhappy
at the Masons’.
T ho roof over tne porch was still
incomplete. There was a hen In
Sarah’s hickory-spilt rocker. Cyn
thia went on Into the kitchen.
Sarah had her large hare feet
propped on a cushion while she
shelled beans from the sack by her
side. She wept to see Cynthia, dab
bing at tier eyes and smiling and
talking till the time about how long
it had been since she had come to
see her, of l he progress of her af
flictions, of the gifts Julia had sent,
and of Doug, “lie’s gone over to
lvis 'seng patch again. He goes over
there port’ near every evening with
his gun.”
Cynthia told her about the news
from Wolfpen and her plans for the
Institute. Sarah made her usual ex
clamations and another of these
visits was nearing an end.
“So you go off next week," Sarah
said again, hobbling to the porch.
“You’ll be coming hack to visit be
fore long, I reckon.”
“Yes, It’s not so far.”
“Doug Is over by the ’seng bed,
Cynthia. He'd never get over it if
you went off without saying good
by,” she said, dabbing at her eyes
again.
“I’ll go by the patch like I said.
You take good care of yourself
while I’m gone.”
"I’ll do the best I can, Cynthia.
I wish you didn’t have to hurry off.”
Doug was crouched In a clump of
sumac bushes looking down on the
oblong glade. He was so Intent that
he did not see or hear her at once.
She slipped down from the mare
and stood watching him shoulder
the gun, and trying to see what
he could be shooting at. There
was nothing to be seen but a few
cardinals Hitting about the red
seed-pod berries on the ’seng. While
she looked, he fired, and as she bat
ted her eyes and calmed the star
tled mare she saw a puff of red
feathers jerk sharply upward and
then flutter to the ground.
“Oh!” she cried, as if she were
hurt, and hid her eyes against the
mare’s neck.
“Why, howdy, Cynthia.”
lie came out of the bushes full
of pleasure at the unexpected sight
of her, and then looking puzzled as
he sensed obscurely that she had
turned away her spirit.
“How’s the folks?" he said, touch
ing the mare's mane.
“What in the world are you
shooting, Doug?" she demanded.
“Birds.”
“Was that a cardinal you Just
killed?’’
“Yes. That makes nearly two
hundred I got this week and-1 only
missed three.”
"Oh, shame on you, Doug! How
could you do such a thing!”
"Why, they’re heartin' every ber
ry in my ’seng patch and eating the
seed I wanted to save."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Mrt. Robert E. Lee
Writing of Mrs. Lee, A. L. Long
says: “Mary Custis had received a
fine classical education and with the
accompanying advantages of wealth
and position was deemed by her fa
ther worthy of a match superior to
that offered by a young man devot
ed to a military career.” It was for
each one “a case of love at first
sight and destined to be a lasting
one.” During many years of her
married life Mrs. Lee was an Invalid.
She, however, survived her husband.
■fir.QwwlJ'&MtaTi
FAILED ABOOF
Use of Drugs
WHEN we remember that
what we call drugs are in
most cases the leaves of the
field and the roots of the ground,
all provided by Nature, it may
be only natural to believe that
they should be used often and
regularly.
However Osier, our greatest mod
em physician, stated that he had
I>r. Barton.
reduced the number
of his drugs to a
total of 15, that he
thought he would
soon have the num
ber down to 4, and
perhaps, if he lived
long enough, he
would use no drugs
at all.
However every
thinking physician
and every thinking
layman recognizes
that there are times
of extreme need for powerful drugs
—strychnine or digitalis for a fast
failing heart and morphine for un
bearable pain.
What about all the other drugs
commonly used for headaches,
rheumatic pains, pain of stomach
ulcer, to correct constipation, t o
prevent diarrhoea?
Give Nature a Chance.
There isn’t any question but that
a headache powder, some baking
soda for the stomach, am! the usual
remedies for diarrhoea are helpful
and harmless when used for short
periods. It is considered better to
use the drug than to have the whole
nervous tone of the body lowered
by the depressing effects of the
pain.
Then of course there are simple
tonics containing iron, phosphorus
and lime that put these body build
ing materials into the blood and
tissues direct, instead of trying to
get them by eating large quantities
of food with no appetite and a poor
digestion.
However what is wrong is the
habit so many have acquired of
drugging themselves regularly and
often for slight headaches, constipa
tion and other little disturbances,
failing to realize that nature will
correct conditions if given the least
chance.
Seek Cause of Trouble.
What caused the headache? Eat
irg too fast or too much; eyestrain?
Why not correct the cause? What
caused the “gas” pains in the stom
ach or intestines? Certain foods
that you know cause it? Why are
you constipated? Is it no exercise;
not enough fruit and vegetables?
The point is that drugs—leaves
and roots—have their place in our
present civilization under circum
stances. To use them often and
regularly for conditions that nature
or your common sense can correct
is a big mistake.
• • •
Advantages of Fasting.
That too much food or the wrong
kinds of foods can cause disturb
ances in the body whether the in
dividual is sick or well is now gen
erally known. That most of us eat
more food than we need is like
wise known and admitted.
Thus most physicians agree that
fasting seems to be of real help in
various disturbances of the body.
The ailments in which fasting
seems to be good treatment are
some acute ailments such as flu,
simple colds, and high blood pres
sure, bronchial asthma, rheumatic
disturbances, acute stomach or in
testinal upsets and overweight
(obesity).
However tasting is really danger
ous in many cases if not supervised
by a physician. Dr. W. Eisenberg.
Munich, states that the fasting cure
may involve danger. Patients with
cancer and with tuberculosis should
not fcst. Hysterical patients should
not be allowed to fast, and most
cases of tnental disturbances should
not undergo fasting cures.
Limits of Usefulness.
Sometimes the fasting cure is
used on patients with a poor ap
petite, the idea being that if allowed
to go without food for some time
the appetite will increase. Dr.
Eisenberg points out that this is
dangerous in cases of neurasthenia
(being tired physically and mental
ly) as these cases need food to keep
up their strength.
While the fasting cure is helpful
in many cases of heart disease, it
should not be used when there is
rheumatism or tonsillitis.
The length of time the fasting
cure can be given safely depends
upon the condition of the patient,
and the physician is best qualified
to say how long the fasting cure
should be continued.
The food to be eaten at the end
of the fast depends upon the pa
tient and his ailment, for although
fruits may be advisable in over
weight patients, patients with stom
ach, intestine or liver disorders
need a less harsh diet.
©—WNU Service.
Storms of Winter
Injure Farm Land
Protection From Erosion
Is Urged by Early Use
of Common Grains.
By R. H. Morriih. Agronomist', Soil Con
servation Service, Ohio State Univeraity.
WNU Service.
Land owners should make provi
sions to protect their fields from
the destruction of winter storms
which cannot aid crops but which
do cause severe erosion.
Lack of water during the grow
ing season prevented the usual
amount of plant growth on most
soils. Pastures have been over
grazed and the covering of grass
will be thinner than ususal. All
these factors will combine to make
conditions favorable for erosion
during late fall and winter down
pours.
Oats, wheat, or rye will serve to
protect fields which can be planted
to these common grains. Oats will
winterkill but if they are planted
early enough they obtain sufficient
growth to furnish ground cover in
the winter. Wheat or rye are usual
ly more satisfactory as cover crops
and they can be plowed down in
the spring in time to get the field
ready for other crops.
D. R. Dodd, specialist in agron
omy, Ohio state university, says
thin pastures can be helped materi
ally by aplying lime and fertilizer
and by reseeding the poorer spots.
Lime should be aplied only after
the soil has been tested. Mr. Dodd
recommends the use of 20 per cent
superphosphate or a 0-14-6 fertilizer
at the rate of from 300 to 500 pounds
per acre.
Early fall seeding of the grasses
in the pasture mixture frequently
gives the best results. A good mix
ture contains 7 pounds Kentucky
blue grass, 4 pounds timothy or
orchard grass, 3 pounds red top, 3
pounds red clover, and 1 pound
white clover. The legumes for this
mixture can be seeded in the
spring.
Method Better Than Hand
and Eye Aid to Sheepmen
Although wool is graded accord
ing to its fineness of fiber, the finest
wool is not always the choicest,
says Dr. J. I. Hardy, specialist in
animal fibers, of the United States
bureau of animal industry. This
knowledge, although not new to
wool buyers, have been more defl
nitely revealed in a recent study
of wool-fiber measurements made
by special apparatus developed by
Dr. Hardy.
The Measurements showed that
the ability of an animal to produce
a choice fleece is an individual
rather than a breed characteristic.
There is great variability among
animals of the same breed. Cross
sectional photomicrographs and
measurements of wool fibers have
shown some surprising variations
in fineness of wool from different
flocks of the same breed and from
different individuals of the same
flock. In several cases, wool from
medium-wool sheep proved to be
finer than that usually obtained
from some sheep of fine - wool
breeds.
All measurements of samples
were made with apparatus which
Dr. Hardy has perfected, and has
found to be much more accurate
than the usual method of judging
by hand and eye. The method
offers breeders an opportunity to
select their breeding stock with
greater accuracy in respect to fine
ness and uniformity of wool.
Com and Cobmeal
Corn and cobmeal will not harm
pigs. It will not produce quite as
good gains due to the fact it is a
little too high in fiber to be best
suited to the digestion of fattening
shoats. Corn and cobmeal is suit
able for feeding to dairy cows or
growing heifers or calves, states a
writer in the Rural New-Yorker. If
so used a good mixture is 600
pounds corn and cobmeal, 600
pounds ground oats, 400 pounds
ground barley, 300 pounds wheat
bran, 200 pounds linseed oilmeal.
The mineral mixture of equal parts
iodized stock salt, ground limestone
and steamed bonemeal is suitable
for all classes of live stock mixed
with the feed to the extent of five
per cent of the grain mixture.
Bovine Tuberculosis
It is difficult to recognize tuber
culosis in cattle in its early stages.
The first noticeable symptom of a
chronic case is a dry cough. The
condition of the animal slowly de
teriorates and there is loss of flesh,
accompanied by an unhealthy ap
pearance of the coat. The disease
aflects nearly all the organs of the
body but in individual cases may
be confined to one organ or a set
of neighboring organs. — Indiana
Farmer’s Guide.
Choosing Cider Apples
In making cider vinegar many
fail to obtain a first class product
due to unwise selection of fruit or
use of unripe or decayed apples for
the cider. Vinegar, according to
requirements of many states reg
ulating its sale, must contain at
least four per cent acetic acid.
Usually, high acidity of vinegar de
pends on the sugar content of the
apple and resulting cider. For this
reason mature apples are more
satisfactory for cider vinegar.
Floats 6,500 Miles
Floating 6,500 miles in five
years, a bottle has been picked up
in the Bahamas and returned to
the navy hydrographic officer at
Washington for record-making
purposes. It was thrown into the
sea off the coast of Virginia in
1930. Hydrographers say that in
its journeys, the bottle has twice
crossed the Atlantic.
Week’* Supply of Postum Free
Read the offer made by the Pos
tum Company in another part of
this paper. They will send a full
week's supply of health giving
Postum free to anyone who writes
for it.—Adv.
Bright Outlook
“What made the good old days
"good” was that you were young.
Now Ease
Neuritis Pains
Fast
Bayer Tablets
Dissolve Almost
Instantly
la 2 seconds by stop
watch, a genuine
BAYES Aspirin tablet
starts to disintegrate
and go to work. Drop a
Bayer Aspirin tablet In
to a glaas of water. By
the time It hits the bot
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