THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, FOIITLAND, JTTNE 25, 1911.
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THE CEMT.UCT GGA
Famous Men Who Have Announced That They Will
See 100 Years-How They Expect to Win the Race
Edison's Novel Theories J. P. Morgan to Prolong
Life by Shunning All Exercise Long-Life Rules of
Uncle Joe Cannon. J. D. RocKefeller, Dr. Wiley and
Many Others New Longevity Fads Burial Alive,
Sleeping' Between BlacK Sheets and Avoiding
Ventilation.
sr jc;: klfreth watkins.
AHH "y er.tered for the century
run aralnet old ae?
Every week OC so fune Pw ew
testant of dli'tnctlon nnounct hl en
rollment In Uie race lor me nvinu,
Edlsea the other day predicted that
he would to bs 1 by virtue of
hla habits of alio only half a fcaadfnl
of solids at each meal and keeping h'
weight always at the normal. of
lag U hour a day and aleeptng elx
tours a eight, of never thinking o bod
and of wearing all of bl clothee two
at too lore.
Dr. Wiley, an enthuslaatle contestant
la tho same race. u!l mo tbat bo be
longs U a autr wo.o by-lowo -poao
a line on ony wtr
each tho hundred-year oJ-r '
.-i.i. ha m.ant tho "Hundred lear
CI b.- which ho helped orjraolao.
tkxso of thla noted poro food apootlo
Ions-life rulea aro:
-Moat of us may Ho oa nigh
low p:aoo of aridity at will:
d nVn or little: ,U.:a,iJ.
to falisue; or wo may aurewfn.ly ro
airt It for a tlmo with Impunity.
-It to physloloclcally advaataseoua to
roMun. ! protein thaa moat of the
clTlllaed raco coneum.
IWtllMM I" .-
Ao I believe that inoat of oa oat too
much, ao I believe that moat of ua work
ton briefly and reat too long.
"Efrectlr sleep ahould bo dreamless,
and If It la of tho right aort It need not
occupy no-third of all our life. For
moat poraona eight hours of actual ale.p
would mean nine boura In bed and only
a sluggard would demand that.
"Wi will yet aoo professorships of
amu.ero.nl" la our colleges and unlver
atttea. It la nolle aa Important to know
bow to amuse one's eeU aa to have tho
leisure and opportunity to do ao."
Tnclo Jo'' Cannon, tho youngest
eirpllng of "i known to publlo Ufa. gives
these aa bla longevity rulea:
-Honor thy father and thy mother.
Take bo thought of tho morrow and
don't worry.
-Work. work. work, with hands, feat.
Iras and brain.
"Learn to sing, no matter bow miser
ably. "Sing and laugh, and keep on a-kcrp-In'
on."
Morgan ars Kirn lye?.
-Avoid all exercise."
Odd aa It may seem, thla la tho para
mount rulo by which J. IMerpoM Mor
gan bop" to prolong hla Ufa far be
yoivd Ma 3i mlleatoaa. which bo passed
thla Spring When about 50 tho noted
"inancier aufTered a breakdown, due to
overwork, and aought to repair hla one
time powerful physlqua by artificial ex
rrctfe with grmnaetum apparatus. But
a noted speclUt after a thorough ex
munaCou prescrlhd aa followi:
"Sit ecl la every form. Never
even malt shen yon can take a ran.
Wx iave formed the habit of living
mta-Jt exerr., giving jr"ur enerry to
your brain. Tl la inn late to rhange tho
hab.t of a lifttme"
Ar-t air- Morgan. I" yeara ago.
n-ma to follow thla advice. wM.?h ho
)al ccrtllnued tn reepoet rellloualy. bla
bratn haa effected tho achievements
BX FRANK BAiLET MILLARD.
WE were all glad In the stage
eoaxJi when two passenrers got
out at Saa Ramon. Tbo coach
had been carrying thrv men on a seat,
and for the last eight mllea tho two
San Kamoa passengers bad been sitting
la tho Laps of the otters, tarn sod turn
about. It had aeamed to tne that ray
tarn with tho stout man had been un
fairly protracted, and wfth htm on my
knees. I had begun to understand
scoictolng of (h discomfort of a
cattle-car. I was particularly unhappy
when tho big wheel on my aide Jumped
Into a rst or banged against a stone.
My fellow-maa and brother Is all
very weli at hla proper distance, and I
ca venerate him there, but when ho
crowds a be la only a bag of lira
meat.
Tho wild Mendocino mountain aide,
wits Its brave army of straight pines,
meant something for me when tho bur.
den was off. and as I straightened out
my stiffened lege, tho loud-talking
stream that lay along our dusty way
spoke up to some purpose. I waa alive
again.
The driver seemed Jollier, too. He
plucked from the sides of trees letters
that bad been visible only to bis eyes,
letters atuck to twigs or bark by tho
rustics, and ha Joked about Sam's ten
der missive to Sarah, for ho knew all
the people up there In the mountains,
and all their affairs and affections.
tv made a wild dash down a red
kill, whose slues were gashed by the
' road, and apattered the water In tho
creek at the bottom. Then we were
submerged In the gloom of a grove of
thick-growing redwoods that made a
hlsh-vau! ted roof for the road and shut
oat all but the me rent splinters of sun
light. It was cold In there, and sinister
Just a bit ghostly and gruesome, too
and It smelt of rotten leaves. We
made sharp turn around a big black
stump, and the lead horses Jumped In
fright to the left. For there was a
spectral figure standing In the deepest
shadow behind the stump the alight,
bent form of an old woman.
"Ah, Mia' Chapman! Ooln" to take a
tripT asked the driver, pulling up.
-res," shrilled oat the high, thin
voice of the specte'r. "(Join- down to
Cove lo."
"Olt right In. then. Plenty room,
ain't there, boys? And lie laughed aa
U the Joke were on us, which It waa.
The AVw-Hont
whlrh will make hjm famoug as a
financier and ooanolaiaur.
Quito the oppoatte treatment waa
prescribed for Chauncey Uepew when,
at the age of To. he au9ered a nervoue
collanaa. Ula phyaielan parked him off
, bag and bag-e-ag-e to tho eitablt.hment
of aa es-puglllat. -wbo gars baa reus-
elea little rest from tbo ruing till tho
setting; of tho aun. and wbo aect hint
home a wall maa. But Depew bad
always been aa active man physically,
and oven the other day I saw him strid
ing along tho street as straight aa a
soldier and with Ura elastic awing of
an athlete.
My breakfast for years baa been
one boiled egg. he said oa his T7th
birthday anniversary, last April, and
be added:
Ttie true aocret of happiness at any
age la to bo part of each generation,
to bo a participant la Its work and la
Its play, to appreciate Its fun and to
laugh at Its follies and to bo an elder
brother In your church aesoclalione la
your political organisations la your
club life. In your fraternity, ao
alert and valuable la your activities,
that you aro welcomed by tbo yonng
eit. Their appreciation and applause la
the moat healthful of tontca and one of
the best aide to vigorous longevity.
Rwlrfllei.a I nn)t-v4tr RsIm.
The longevity roles of John IX
Rockefeller, aa lately announced byTila
physician, are:
-Klrat Avoid all worry.
"Second Take plenty of exercise la
the open air.
"Third Xever overload your stom
ach, but always leave the table bun
gry -He will live to bo 140 by thosa
simple rules," said tbo oil magnate's
physician.
And outdoor exercise is part of tho
goapel of that remarkable legal genlua.
John Vara hall Harlan. Juatlca of tbo
United Statea Supreme Court, wbo upon
tho eve of hie 71th birthday waa pre
paring hla dissenting opinion on the
Standard Oil and tobacco trust cases
opinion a which had tho entire com
mercial world by the ears. It Is su
perfluous to add that the favorite
outdoor sport of the venerable Justice
la the ancient and royal game of golf.
Few geniuses wbo hare entered UiH
century run absro Edison's baps of
spec dine; far past the hundredth mile
atone. Prat there Is one, well known
among- as, wbo oat-FMlsons Kdtaon In
this ambition, and who predicts that
he may live two centuries. This Is
our old friend, the genial mandarin.
w'u-tlng; rang, former Chinese Min
ister to fTashlngton. who. upon the
eve of bla recall to Faking, uttered
these long-life precepts:
"Get rid of the notion of old age;
eliminate It from your vocabulary;
cease to worry and fear.
"Think health and happlneaal
'Think youncr things. Keep cheerful.
Control your temper. Do not allow
malice or envy to enter your mind, for
they poison tho body. Accept the prin
ciple of universal love, for that Is the
bla-hest moral doctrine."
That Ponce de Uon t erring of per
petual youth l tinctured with the
elixir of constant occupation la con
genial pursuits has been discovered by '
She seemed a bit dismayed as she
looked Inside from the step, to which
one of the outside men had helped her.
-Seems kind o crowded." she said,
"but I truest I can squeeze, la some
where." Surely enough, her lean figure fitted
Into a little corner, and she sat there
as composed as she might have est In
her own rocking chair. She was dressed
In deepest blsck. and wore an ancient
black bonnet. Her face was one of ex
treme sadness.
I looked out of tho coach window as
we started ayaln, and saw the bouse
where she liKd. It was black little
aXfair. with Its shaked roof and weatb.
er-stalned sides. It stood out of plumb,
as If bowing to the b.g black stump
across the way. There waa a little
patch of sunshine on the top of the
stump, but not a glimmer on the house.
Tba poor habitation looked aa If It had
never known morning or noon, but al
ways the twilight of the redwood
dee pa. to whloh tho darkneas of night
la merely one of degree.
"Li red there long' aaked the paa
eengr who had made moat Interro ra
tions along tho way. Though eurloua.
he waa a sympathetic man. and with
the nuestiorwent a tone of pity-
"Yes, 'levin years; mostly alone, too.
It's a good cool place In hot weather."
The woman did not seem to like to
talk, but ahrank Into herself and kept
her sharp, pale face turned aside, while
her eyes went low. I knew a story
belonged to thst fsee.
Two miles were soon rattled off. and
we came to Covelo snd sunshine, for wo
were well out of the redwoods. The
old woman was helped down, and three
otber passengers got out. A big ranch
er ahook bands w-lth the woman when
she alighted, and said something to her
that brought over her face what was
possibly meant for a smile. Then tho
rancher clumped Into the stags In a
large, lumbering way. and we rattled
out of Covelo. The rancher seemed to
know nearly all the people ' In the
stage.
"So you plrked up Mrs. Chapman
coming down? Bhe's a good old soul.
Isn't she? But she hss a strange history--"
"What's her story?" I asked. "I know
It most be as good as Maupassant-"
-Don't know the gentleman, but It's
a good one. all right." ssld the big
rancher, who seemed to be a man of
parts, though he smoked a very bad
cigar.
-She came to the redwoods beore
they bad a algn of anything at Covelo
or San Ramon either. 1 gueas It was
long before any of yon thought about
coming to thla country. She'a a re
Iff - ..V- N sji A I i -if, v. - 11 . r
most of these geniuses, as well as by
many others ahead of them In this seal-
oua race asialnat old age. And to tnis
oategory belonga the venerable Shelby
H. Cullom, who since passing his
eighty-first milestone haa assumed the
responsibilities of chairman both of the
caucua and of the atrenng nommmee
of his party In tho United States Sen
ate, and who Is now engaged In writing-
the memoirs of his sixty continuous
years In public life. ,
And other living; tmtrlarchs who
largely owe their longevity to the stim
ulant - of continuous employment are
Thomas Wentworth Hlggtnson. who
gave the literary world a volume at
eighty-nix; Lord Strathcona, the Cana
dian high commissioner, who lately
celebrated his ninetieth birthday In
characteristic fashion, hard at work at
his desk, laboring to advance the Inter
ests of tho Dominion: John Blgelow.
our former minister to France, who the
other week, when past ninety-four, re
turned from Europe, to put the finish
ing touches on hla new book dealing
with the tariff and the high cost of llv-
ng: Dr. James C. Hepburn of haat
markable woman, gentlemen, and no
mistake.
"You aee, she and her husband cams
to Mendocino County sod took up a
timber claim about a doxen year ago.
Tbo husband died, but she had a boy
left young man about twenty, I
shoultj say. She though the world and
all of t).t boy. He was a bit rough,
like most of us then. We hadn't got
ao infernally civilised by that time as
we have now, and we didn't give peo
ple thoee toplofty handshakes with the
heart all out of them.
"Lloyd Chapman could handle an ax
with the best man of the woods, and
he was liked by everybody. His mother
was wonderfully proud ef him. Young
as he was, though, ha badlhat old-mas
look thst comes so early to wood
choppers. "There csme a tlma when I bad to do
some tall lying on Lloyd's account. You
see, he got to running down to Snn
Ramen and over to Old Pike's place,
'ginning up.' as the boys called It, and
ba'd do thla nearly every week. So.
when Mra. Chapman would ask me.
with a worn, slttlng-up-late look on her
face. If I'd seen Lloyd. I'd alwaya He the
young rascal out of It aomehow or oth
er, eaylag he'd got an extra Job of
woodhaullng ap San Gabllan way. or
something of that aort. She didn't know
the boy drank, and he had aense enough
not to come home until he waa aober.
But It hurt me to aee him get started
that way. And so, one day, I Just held
him up where I met him on the road
snd talked to him like a French step
father. You've got to stop It right away
off. young man.' I said. You'U wind up
by breaking your poor old mother's
heart If yon don't. Besides. I'm not
going on lying for you always.
"I think I can be eloquent when
there's any great occasion for It; and
I felt this to bo the real occasion, and
so I was uncommonly eloquent. . My
words reached htrtv
" "Ve!l, I'll quit It, said he. striking
his side with thst big hand of his. 'I'll
swear off rlgbt here and now.'
" That's good,' J said, and drove on,
with my pride In my eloquence swell
ing up like water In an artesian well.
"Not very long after that Lloyd went
over San Miguel way. where he got a
Job at the big lime kilns. They were
ail fine fellows over at the kilns all
except one. Joe Kendrlck. He was just
about Lloyd's sge and looked like Lloyd
a good deal same color of hair snd
eyes, snd Just about Lloyd's build. The
two young fellows got quite chummy,
went, to live in the same cabin, and
were always seen together about the
kilns.
-Just about tbat time a piece of cal
IV-.-'Ar- iy r?rz-42 ' I 1 ccj h I 1
Orange, N. J., who passed his ninety
sixth birthday laat March, and who.
alnce he waa seventy, has published a
translation of the Scriptures In Jap
anese and a dictionary of the Bible in
tho same language; and Isaac C.John
son, the Inventor of Portland cementa
and tho master of many languages,
who. since winning- the century goal
Ihe 2Sth of last January, haa been con
tinuing his work of translating- the
Gospel of St. John from the Greek.
Will "Live 130 Years.
Longevity fada, odd and wondrous,
are being; dally developed as a result of
the world's Interest In this spirited race
for the hundred year goal. Professor
Elle Metchnikoff pf the Pasternr Insti
tute offers a span of 120 years or mor
to those who will adopt his "xoolak."
the curdled milk diet of the long-lived
Bulgarian peasantry. . And another
famous Paris physician. Dr. Doyen,
promises tbat hia Jellylike "colloids'
will prove a preventive to dlsesae as
well aa a cure and will prolong- life by
fifteen to twenty yeara.' Then there la
Dr. Wslnwrlght Atkinson, wbo has late
ico csme into the camp the foreman's
daughter Jess Haymond.' They say
Jess was a wonderfully pretty girl, and
had eyea thst were like a stroke of
paralysis for some of the boys. Lloyd
and Joe fell so deep In love wfth her
that neither of them knew which end
he was standing on half the time. She
seemed to favor Lloyd more than any
body else at the camD. but Joe waa In
I the race to win. Joe thought he was
solid, ao he pulled himself together and
aaked her to marry him. Jess was very
sorry, but she waa promised to Lloyd.
That was enough. Joe was wild. He
quit the cabin, wouldn't speak to Lloyd,
and went about with a black look
for everybody. He drank very havlly,
too, and talked a good deal about shoot
ing. I happened to be at the camp Just
then and before I went home I told
Lloyd to keep his eyes open and his
pistol handy. But It was like talking
to the wind. He wasn't afraid of any
body. " 'It would be a good time to take
a run down to. the redwoods at.d ses
your mother.' I said. 'She must ba very
lonesome there. She hasn't seen you
for more than a month, you know, and
you used to be homo nearly ail" the
tiijie. '
" 'Oh. you want me to run away from
tbat limber-Jawed lime burner, don't
you? I'm no turn-tall,' said he with
fine contempt.
"It was no ase. I oouldn't make him
see. what all the camp saw, that his
life wasn't worth a sprig of rattle-weed
with that half erased Kendrlnk oiling
up his gun and shooting st all kinds of
targets down by the creek.
"I went home past Mrs. Chapman's,
and she asked a good many questions
about her son. She had heard very
little from blm since he'd taken up with
Jess Haymond and she was getting
anxious. She made me stay there an
hour or so, telling all about Lloyd and
whether the work was too hard on him.
and whether he got enough to eat. Sue
said she'd heard llme-burnlng waa very
rou-h on the eyes, and she wanted to
know f he wore the old goggles she
had sent blm and that had belonged to
his father. She showed ine a wonder
ful red packet abat she had knitted for
him. She had been at work on It for
weeks and It was nearly finished. I
never knew a mother with So much
feeling for a son. and now that he had
quit drinking and was behaving him
self decently. I felt he was really wor
thy of It.
- "She grew so lonely there In the red
woods that he came near setting out
for San MUtuel to stay awhile st the
camp, where she could be near ber son.
but shs said It wss rather hard for
by to get about, so she waited. He
h4 promised to come home about
ly been feeding Londoners with his
phosphorescent "vltrogen," whloh he
claims "will make new men and giants
to walk about tho land." He has also
promised longevity to those who will
take his chocolate drops Inclosing
colonies of benevolent microbes. And
while .he jias been prosecuting his e.
perlenoo a biologist. Professor Qunton,
has been preaching the doctrine that In
asmuch as all animal life originated In
the sea and that the fishes retain more
of nature's original vitality than any
other creature, the Injection of sea
water beneath his a)in will renew
man's flagging youth.
For the same purpose there was late
ly opened tn London an establishment
where persons aff)iated with the dis
ease of old age can rejuvenate them
selves by taking- "radium bat.Ua" and by
drinking "radium wter."
"Several duchesses, many baronesses
and countesses clothed in a kind of
white sack, with bare feet and flowing
hair, have been living- on wild fruit and
vegetables and taking sun and anew
baths." we are told In a colony lately
promoted by Herr Hofmann. la Ger
many, for tho pursuit of longevity. Men
Christmas time. It seemed be was wait
ing to see her before he told her any
thing about that girl of his probably
thought telling ber now by mall would
make the poor old soul more lonely
than ever. J believe he thought, too.
that she'd be a bit Jealous.
"And ao It went on to the night of
the big wind. It was a night that
everybody round here remembera, for
the country get a good sweeping that
time and no mistake. It was a dismal
nlsrht for the old woman, you may be
lieve. Shs didn't go to bed, but sat
up all night and heard the howling of
the big blasts aa they tossed the gray
tops of the redwoods together, and
down went a tree here and there with
a crash. Tli wind always made her
fldgety, anyway, and now her nerves
were sadly strained.
"Well, in the midst of a lull she
heard a clatter of hoofs and a young
man rods up, wild and hot, and begged
of her to hide him, for the sheriff was
on his trail. .He had no hat of coat
and his shirt was nearly cut off him by
falling trees. He had been drinking a
little up at San Ramon, he said, and
had got Into a shooting scrape. The
best pletol handler In the camp had set
upon him and It was one life or an
other. The old woman listened to him.
and seeing how like he was to her own
son and overlooking his carouse, as she
had often done Lloyd's, she argued to
herself that it was all right and 'that
It was lucky her own boy had never got
Into such a sorape. Had be done so.
she would have thanked the one who
saved him. Besides, It was a matter
of self-defense.
"She hurried the young man Into a
very small attic, the entrance to which
was over the kitchen. Then she gave
his horse a cut with a switch and he
ran down tho road, leaping a fallen
redwood here and there, but making
ahead at a good gait.
Turning, she saw four horsemen
dash up, with hard-breathlpg beasts
under them. They were the sheriff and
three other men from San Miguel.
None of them krtew her. They asked
her If she had seen a young man go by
there. Maybe it was her side look when
she told them 'no that made them
seareb so carefully about the place.
They had ridden so hard that their
horses needed blowing, so they waited
there awhile and continued their search
about the house and the little outbuild
ings by the light of a lantern they had
borrowed from her. By this time the
wind had gone down and the woman
had come to herself, for what with the
tempest and the man hunt she had been
wildly flustered.
"'You'll not find him In the chicken
house, nor in the woodshed, nor in the
well!' she fired up at them. 'I tell you
who Joined the. colony have adapted
flowing robes and uncut hair." And
there Is a "nature cure colony" lately
ore-anlxed by a New York State lady,
who proposes to Institute as part of the
longevity treatment, sun baths, earth
hatha, a vegetarian diet limited to two
meals a day, a eholco of colors for each
patient, depending on "temperament."
and a regimen -Including 4:30 A. M. for
rising. 8 P. M. for retiring. Her colo
nists are to He. nude. In trenches, and
have earth shoveled on top of them
until only their heads are exposed.
Whit Clothes Prqlonj lite.
Some months ago Dr. John Fair, head
Of Boston's "New Life" cult, threw a
v. i,a ta iipmnn old as. and
announced that man may "exist not only
for a hundred, but ror a tnousana ytm .
without pain, evil or sickness,'' if he
will dress always In white, abjure meat,
milk and oil. rest a half hour before
and after meale and remain alone a
half hour dally.
Then there are Individuals who, with
out recourse to any eult. ooneoet very
i i i iMMuiiv f.ria fot themselves.
as did the Count Bertrand, the aged
nobody has stopped hsre tonight You re
only losing time, for now I think, of it,
when the wind was highest I heard
something that sounded like horseshoes
running down the road.'
Then she sat down limply on the
back step, for the brave speech had
cost her breath and nerve.
"So. after taking another look
throusrh the house and darting a glance
up the little attic hole from which she
hd taken the ladder wmie rney were
outside, they at last threw their legs
over thnir horses end Stag in their
spurs to such purpose that they soon
overtook the horse, which had seifted
down to a quiet walk.
"They were in open country and the
moon waa up. There were no . um
tracks, though the ground waa soft,
and they could have seen them by sharp
fearchlng. As one stirrup was flung
over tbe eaddle, they saw , that the
horse had come some distance with no
ridar.
"It waa getting along toward day
break ow. and two of the men came
back and camped at a little spring in
front of the house, where they took
another rest. The old woman saw them
from Ix.-tween her shutters, but she did
net go out, for her man was still In
the attic He had not dared to csme
down, as hft bad been expecting an
other part of the posse to pass along.
Sursly enough the party did pass Just
ab-ut sun-up, hailing the men at the
soring with, 'Ain't given It up yet.
have yeh?' To which the reply was,
Oh. he's off in the redwoods some
where. He Isn't fool enough to tret
along- t stage read In broad daylight.
The nr.on at tho spring hung around
'or three or four hours. They didn't go
near the house, but jHst etayed where
they were, guarding the road and wait
ing for the Sheriff to come back.
"Meanwhile the old woman got
hrt4'fest and passed some ham and
esss. seme bread and a good strong
cup cf coffee up to her lodger in the
attic.
"At last the Sheriff came back with
the ..hole troop of man hunters, and
they all rode off down to a trail
mile back whloh they thought the mur
derer nJcht have taken.
"Katherthan rjsk another search, the
woman told the man in the attlo that
he had better get eut now and make
up the old back trail for the htlla. So
down he came, shaking la fright and
looking around as cautiously as a wood
rat.
"It was a chilly morning after tha
storm aiid ha looked sold and pinched.
Ha she out with the very Jacket she
had knit for her boy and banded It to
him. Tht left sleeve ain't quite done."
Parisian, recently deceased, who at
tributed to his long Ufa te b's habit of
remaining in bed. day and night, for
three months In every year, seeing no
one during this space but a servant
who brought him his meals and who
waa forbidden to Bpeak a word to him
during this period of rest. And one of
his contemporaries was the late Lord
Dudley, who sought to preserve his
youth by always sleeping between
black satin pheets.
But to discover extreme faddists of
this category we need searoh neither tho
past por the land over the sea. In
Kewanee. 111., there is a lady who be-r
lieves she can prolong her life bj
fondling- snakes, for which she has had
a strange attraction since childhood.
And there was recently put on a train
at Fitchburg, N. C. an upholstered,
Blftfs-IiiiOed cqfnnUke box containing a
wealthy woman overpowered with the
fear that ventilation would k!U her.
(Copyright, 1911, by John Elfreth
Watklns.)
she- aiL 'but the jacket', good and
wai m.'
"He pulled It on and. with a mumble
of thanks he had hardly spoken to per
since Ms first coming sneaked out the,
back door and up through the red
woods toward the hills.
"Men tbat she knew came along with
axes and saws and cleared the stags
road. Ttey seemed to fight eny 01 tne
tottage. but one. a warm-hearted Irish
rnai. maiie bold to com In and offer
her ills sympathy n 'the hoor e' yer
d'.st.irofz.' She. looked at hlui with a
wnodswoman's intuition of evil. What
had buppened? She shrank in terror
from his words, but she would have,
them.
"Then he told her, with well-meant
but erudv and heart-stabbing speech,
that her son Lloyd had been elain by
a man named Joe Kendrlck, up e the
kilns Fhot In the back without warn-.
IrtgV He described Kendrlck, and kept
up 3 running river of words of pity
and pu'posed consolation.
"She 6id not sink upon the floor, nor
fall into her chair, nor cry, nor moan;
but she ran to the fireplace and topk
down a repeating rltle that hung thrs
and ran like a girl of 15 up the trail
toward th hilk1, All the forenoon she
followed that trail, tracking the man
like a hound. AU the afterpoon she
kept oq over the hills and among the
great rocks where she knew the slayer
0 her son was hiding.
"At last, epent by her unwonted ef
fort, her old limbs quivering under her,
and her tacit aching cruelly, she sat
down on a rock- She was faint from
want of food, and her throat seemed aa
dry as the aoarse. wrinkled ekin of
the back of her hand. For a little
while she closed her eyes and hent her
head on her arm that lay on the sharp
granite. The torturing vision was plain
before her, even with shut eyes--her
boy lying dead with that bullet hole
In his back.
The ebadow of the rock crept gent
ly over her and shielded her gray, thin
hairad head from the wicked sun. A
brown lizard looked at her with an eya
that held something of pity. A gray
coyote stealing up, paused In plain dis
comfort. 6he of the redwood deeps, un
used to the scorching heat, drooped
there on tho dry hill like a withered
flower.
"A little breeze came down and rus
tled a manxanita, bush at her side, She
opened her eyes and, below her, beside
a rock, not more than 60 yards away,
was a red something. She stared hard,
her poor eyes Strained and unwinking,
Sho Jew the blotch pf red for tba
jacket she had knitted for her son. 6b e
(Concluded, on Faaa -)