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SPANISH PEGCgf
ASTORY OF YOUNG ILLINOIS
By MART HAKTWKLL CATHERWOOD
walls. It might be that the cousin of
Shickshack's girl had not as much to
say as be had given out that he had.
But New Salem would hear him and
judge. Minter Grayham's pupils par
ticularly the smaller ones were lined
-up on front benches, which their own
long use had worn to the smoothness
of glass. The stranger had advertised
through their schoolmaster that he
would give the prize of a book to any
boy or girl who could, at the close of
the lecture, stand up arid spell cor-'
rectly the word Ompompanoosuck!
Unusual war had raged on the play
ground at both recesses and noon con
cerning the spelling of this word.
Camps divided to play Indian or horse
thief met to wrangle over . combina
tions of letters. Some sly ones who
thought they were going to get the
prize retired to puzzle alone. Minter
Orayham, who thought a modest
amount of spelling, the Testament, the
English Reader and the Rule of Three
in arithmetic to advanced scholars,
was in honor obliged to look as igno
rant as he felt in this great matter.
Some women saw . with censternation
. that the boys from Clary's grove were
gathered on the back seats, a couple of
dozen young villians, whose leader,
Redmond Clary, was the most desper-
ate rider in the Sangamon country.
The gravest charge brought against
these uncurbed youths was their deter
mination to govern the ' community.
In them the life of the frontier found
its wildest expression. When one of
them had a colt to break he sum"
moned the others, and they forced it
into the Sangamon river. One sat on
its back, another hung to its tail and
the rest clung about and hampered it
in every way. The untamed thing,
obliged to swim for its life carrying
weight, finally came out of the water
a subdued beast. They were ready to
deal in like manner with anything
that antagonized them. Each man had
, brought an egg carefully bestowed on
his person, and at a concerted signal
he expected to throw it at the lecturer,
for the mere sport of seeing an unin
teresting foreigner smeared from head
to foot. But' he caught their fancy.
Don Pedro Lorimer, smiling on the
plain men and women of New Salem.
told tbvm b -warn tra-veling tlirougli
the states to urge everywhere the
annexation of Cuba. He described the
tropical luxuriance of Cuba, and its
relative position to the continent; and
some of his hearers learned for the
first time that there was such a place..
He told how planters were made to
suffer in estate by unjust tyranny of
a dominating European power. Some
' like himself had even been driven into
exile, with only a remnant of their once
large fortunes. So bad was the gov
ernment that people had starved there
in the midst of abundance. He begged
to have Cuba admitted into the union.
Such a novel plea had never been
urged before upon men who were
struggling to get a living out of the
scarcely upturned sod of a new state.
Some older men smiled at each
other, thinking the. United States had
all she could do at that time to take
care of her own territory. But it was
flattering to have a rich island, repre
sented by an elegant man of the world
dressed in the best; clothes which
money could buy, appealing to them
for protection; and they helped their
neighbors stamp vigorous applause
every time he rounded one of his glow
ing periods with "If Cuba may only
be annexed to America!"
Still there was a hard-headed ele
ment thatheld out against the stranger.
They would give him fair play, but
they would test his arguments.
"Look at Abe Lincoln," one Carolina
settler whispVred to another during
the stir whieh'followed the conclusion.
"I'd like to hear what he thinks. He
can beat this fellow all hollow making
a speech."
"Abe says the fellow looks just like
' gamblers he saw in New Orleans when
he went down with the flatboat." .
"I allow," said a third Carolinian,
"and I have been watching him close,
that this brown gentleman, with his
shiny hair and eyes, is a runaway slave
putting on a bold face and trying to
get through to Canada. Some body
servant that knows how to wear his
master's clothes."
"What spite would Shickshack have
ajrainst a runaway slave?" objected the
first man. "And his hair is as straight
as that littje girl's at the In'ian's cabin.
I'd sooner take him for a horsethief.
We've had some fine looking horse
thieves iD this part of the state."
Mahala Cameron's f.Uher, who, on
account of building .the mill, had
claimed and obtained the privilege of
naming the town, and fcad called it
New Salem for old Salem where he
was born on the Massachusetts coast,
put in his word.
I had an uncle," he said, "that fol
lowed the sea, and made voyages to
Cuba. It's about such a place as the ,
man describes."
While private opinion thus see
sawed, the row of Minter Gryham's
pupils on the front benches, roused
from drowsiness to keen interesCstood
up at the stranger's bidding, andac
cumulated the worst kind of a cse
against him. For however they aV-
teminej Ouipompanocsuck
t.wm; p-o-w-ra, ro-vm '
-i: p-a-n-r. .. "
j-o-a., voixi. s-j, y, om-
pompy " R was not right; and - the
audience began to laugh with appre
ciation of a joke. Martha Bell Clary
heard her" ' own brother Redmond
shouting with- such delight as she
struggled hopelessly with Ompompa
noosuck, that she turned and made
what was called in New Salem "a
mouth" at him. Though the lecturer
endeared himself greatly to the Grove
boys, it was plain he had only put up
Minter Grayham's scholars to be made
ridiculous before their . parents and
friends.
"I'd hate to have him for a relation,
even if I was as bad off as Peggy
Shickshack," whispered Martha Bell
to Mahala Cameron.
"So would I," responded Mahala.
"I don't believe he has any book to
give as a prize. And I don't' believe
he has any plantation in Cuba, either."
Shickshack's wife came in late, and
sat by the schoolhouse door, looking
steadily at the speaker. It was the
first time the village had ever seen her
at any meeting. " The women nearest
were more occupied in being repelled
by her than they were with the annex
ation of Cuba. It surprised nobody
SHICKSHACK'S WIFE CAME IN
. LATE, AND SAT BT THE BCHOOL
" HOUSE DOOR, LOOKING STEADILT
AT THE SPEAKER.
that she should come out to tear
Shickshack's enemy. But it surprised
some who departed slowly after the
dismissal that she had a word or two,
and touched hands with the stranger
as he passed by her at the door. An
unlovely nature had worked so long
on features striking for angularity that
she carried habitually a malignant
look. The boys of New Salem liked to
venture on Sally, Shickshack's . door
step, or climb her garden fence, and
have her chase them with gourds of
hot water. Though she had been so
short a time in the village, it was al
ready known that Antywine La
Chance, a former husband's son, had
not inherited a flp'ny-bit of his father's
property; and as a fip'ny-bit was
smaller than the proverbial shilling
with which heirs were sometimes cut
off, it was plain that Antywine La
Chance had been cheated by his step
mother. Don Pedro Lorimer mounted his
horse the following morning, and took
the eastward-stretching road which
separated north and south beside the
Sangamon. He nodded to everybody
he saw along the narrow street His
departure was as public as his errand
had been, and a not unkindly feeling
went with him and would welcome him
again. For a man who traveled around
at his own expense, without charging
a price, to lecture on the annexation
of Cuba, must be in earnest; and fron
tiersmen respected a person in earnest.
Lincoln usually closed his store
soon after the village supper-time, In
'order to recite his daily lesson to
Minter Grayham in the cooper-shop.
Few customers were so belated as to
need anything at the store when
candles were lighted. Those who
dropped in met to talk and whittle;
and since the nightly study blaze had
begun to show in the cooper-shop these
gossips felt obliged to seek another
rendezvous. -The law student therefore
found himself delayed by Shickshack,
who entered with Antywine as he was
about to blow out the lights
"What shall I show you, Shick
shack?" said Lincoln. The Indian
looked around at a country stock:
barrels of New Orleans salt and sugar,
and sacks of coffee; a few scant shelves
of calico; hoe3. rakes and shovels; a
grand leghorn bonnet or two, of mighty
brim and crown; threads, needles and
pins; and all the simple necessities of
people on the edge of civilization. He
shook his head.
"Me want to talk. Shut the door."
Lincoln closed the door and sat down
on the counter, drawing up his knees
and encircling them with his arms in
a favorite attitude for relaxing chat;
motioning his visitors to make use of
the same high bench. Shickshack got
up and curled his legs under him
Indian fashion, but Antywine re
mained standing by the door. Two
candles on a high shelf at the rear
cast swaying shadows of the white man
and the red man and the crowded ob
jects in the little stor-t ,
v "I ice", cn til rr;-.v Z-Z:zi is tall irj
to-night about the man you "were solas
to kill when he came to town."
Sbickakaek . glowered at his young
counselor. . - '
' "Me wrong to give the war-cry. Me
ought to keep still, and stab him in
the dark! But when see that man me
forget; me Christian Indian!" "
'The whoop might pass muster
better than the stab among Christians,'
suggested Lincoln. '-
Shickshack. fixed bis restless eyes like
the eyes of a snappJog-turtle on the
rugged and sincere face before him.
"Pedro Lorimer is a bad-white man.
- He not one of Dob Luis' sons.-
"He says he wants Cuba annexed to
the United States. Is he a Cuban
planter?"
; The Sac uttered a contemptuous
grunt i
i "No! No planter. No Cuba; He is
New Orleans man; gambler."
"I reckoned so," said Lincoln.
"Me live in my tribe's country, where
the chief Black Hawk has his village.
Pedro Lorimer come there and trouble
me. If my tribe take my part, all
the people who want their land will
say. These Sacs are dangerous. Drive
them out." S6 Black Hawk say to me.
'You love white men: go to Belleville,'
Me go to Belleville. Think me marry
a white woman; she help. An Indian
cannot get a very good white woman.
But me see the Widow La Chance, and
Antywine, her husband's son. Me
getting old; and Antywine is young.
He can take care of the child when
me die. So year ago me marry the
Widow La Chance. The first thing she
hurt the child. And Antywine"
Shickshack uttered the words deliber
ately, turning his head toward the
figure at the door "he is nothing but
a squaw!" r
Antywine opened the door and went
out, closing it behind him, and sitting
down on the step.
"Pedro Lorimer follow to Belleville,
and trouble me there.- Me come to
New Salem. The moon has not
changed four times since me come to
New Salem; and he Is here to trouble
me again!"
- "What does he want?? inquired Lin
coln. "He want the child's money."
"Has Peggy money? How much
has she?"
The. Indian held his hands less than
a yard apart; the length of a full
grown rattlesnake.- -.
"A snakeskin full of gold."
"What have you done with It?"
"Me hide it from my white woman
and Pedro Lorimer. Sometimes me
think she divide it with him, if he
could help her get it. All day, all
year, she want that money herself. But
she take what is Antywine's, and was
his father's, and give him nothing."
"You have fed and clothed Peggy by
your own labor."
"She is my adopted child. Me send
her to white man's school, too. Me
give the schoolmaster four dollars."
"You are a mighty good fellow!"
said Lincoln. "But Pedro Lorimer is
gone; so what troubles you now?"
"He' come back. 'He would steal the
child to make me give up her money
as ranaom. He would take her as far
as New Orleans."
"Doss he know what she has?"
"No. But he would rob her of the
last piece and leave her to starve. He
got much that belonged to her people."
"Have you put Peggy's money where
he cannot find it?"
"It's in a safe place."
"Has he ever made any attempt to
carry her off?"
"Me no let him make attempt. Me
watch."
"As a relative, he might prove that
he had a right to guardianship If -he
were a fit person."
- "What a white man want he can
take from an Indian!"
"No, Shickshack, you stand your
ground and fight him. If he troubles
you again in this community count on
me for all the help I can give. Every
decent man in New Salem would take
your part."
Shickshack's face relaxed from
sternness to satisfaction.
"Such men as you and the young
chief Yates and the chief Lorimer make
an Indian want to live with white
men."
The tavern directly across the street
had its windows open to let in the
soft spring night air. At intervals a
chorus of bullfrogs came faintly across
the dark from where the Sangamon,
swelling with freshets, rose frothing
yeastily toward . its brim. As Peggy
hopped on her crutch around the
tavern she could see a white fog float
ing over Rock creek in the valley, like
fairy linen spread to bleach by star
light. One of Rutledge's deer-hounds
loped up from the stable down the
slope to bay at her, and recognizing
the intruder, drew back at once with
a greyhound's sensitive apology.
Near "the east side of the house
stood a log hand-mill, one end being
firmly planted in the ground, the other
hollowed . by burning and scraping.
The pestle, hanging from a long pole
weighted like a well-sweep, was a knot
of hard wood spiked with nails, and
had a crossbar handle. In this prim
itive mortar parched corn could ba
readily pounded to meal. A deerskin
was stretched and fastened snugly
over the top to keep grains in when
the mill was in use, and litter out
when it stood idle. Peggy caught hold
of the sweep and lifted herself to a
seat on the hand-milL She could see,
through a deep embrasure of logs, the
Rutledge family at home. The tavern
windows were movable sashes, with
the tough oiled paper like transparent
skin laid firmly upon them. Part of
a tree smouldered crimson without
flame In the white clay chimney.
Shickshack's wife never allowed more
than one candle lighted In his house, j
Mrs. Rutledge drew tallow tapers out
of candle molds and filled a six-'
branched candelabrum of old English
pilver. It stood on a table surrounded
by the children at their tasks, and the
father, reading a paper, brought in the
weekly matt. The younger girls were
sewing; Ann sat at the nax wheel, j
"The Rutledge girls can't say I'm !
tagging anybody now, because I'm not j
tagging," breathed Peggy. "But goody!
I can watch them through the
window!" - .
The most desirable thing in the
world was to be lovely. She looked at
Ann Rutledge, to whom hearts were
given on sight. An ungraceful move
ment seemed impossible to Ann. There
was no angle in the Maes tf her tail,
supple body. Her deep blue eyes some
times turned golden in mo-ai6nt of
happiness. Uncoasdeue that u-r ui
sider watched her, she lifted them
and smiled at darkness through the
open window. The passes of her
hands as she spun and the sweetness
of life expressed in her face brought
a sob up Peggy's throat.
"I'll never be like her," whispered
Peggy. "I'm a peg-legged Spaniard,
little for my age, and ugly. -1 can't
spin. I can't sew. Sally says squaw
clothes are good enough for me, and
Shickshack has to cut them out, and
we piece themtogether as well as we'
can. He's done it ever since we left,
bis people and. have .had no Indian
women to help us. I can't read like
Ann Rutledge does. If I could even
knit I could make stockings for Anty
wine and Shickshack. They are the
only men in New Salem that have to
fceep on wearing neips wrapped around
their ankles for 6tockings."
She set her teeth together so the .
grating was audible. . Something
stirred behind her, like one of the
hounds creeping near; but she paid no
attention to it. A blanket dropped over
her head.
Peggy fought it with both hands,
bearing the crutch that had laid across
ber knees roll to the ground. This
was the last sound she heard. Scream
ing in the muffling folds, she felt her
self dragged off the hand-mill and
carried away.
CHAPTER III.
Ann Rutledge heard through the
open window Peggy's muffled cry and
struggle, and ran to the door. By star-,
light it was barely possible to see a
shadow fleeing from the hand-mill; but
Antywine La Chance, in pursuit of it,
passed across the bar of light, a lithe,
long-bodied and long-limbed shape,
his uncovered blond hair flying back
from a face cut like the high-bred
features of a French noble. He
bounded by the hand-mill and crossed
a fence at the foot of the garden.
When Antywine thought he was
about, to overtake the object down
the ravine, a scamper of horse's
hoofs sounded through the valley.
Peggy's captor had left a horse ready
for flight. Instead of making souths
eastward for the Rock creek bridge
and the road to Springfield, he rounded
the bluff and the village, and was evi
dently striking toward Beardstown.
The western continuation of New Salem
street, stretching across the prairies
until it met' and curved with bluffs
along the Sangamon, was the route to
Beardstown, which stood at the junc
tion of the Sangamon with the Illi
nois. Light-footed as a deer, scarcely paus
ing to think, Antywine with inherited
instinct turned east toward the river,
though it was the direction opposite
that in which Peggy was carried. A
boat could be found at the mill. The
river was high and running swiftly.
By taking advantage of the unusual
current he might reach the bluff road
as soon as a horse floundering across
the mud of the prairies would be able
to reach it. What he would then do
afoot he did not attempt to foresee.
There was a small settlement at the
mouth of Rock creek called Wolf. Oxen
were more plentiful than horses in
Wolf, as New Salem; yet Antywine
had one passing flash of determination
to go there and demand a horse. But
breathless with haste, he plunged
through naked woods and down the
terraced bank of the Sangamon, sliding
on dead leaves in his descent, straight
to the mill.
The boat was tied above the dam. He
pushed out before he thought of the
dam, half covered by swelling water
and roaring across the width of the
Sangamon. Antywine was never more
alive than when his feet were planted
in a boat. He came of a line of voy
ageurs who had threaded Canadian
rapids time out of mind. Although his
vcors hcn"l VioaYi CTian i ti "Rollia
ville, off great stream courses, his in
born dexterity was too much a part
cf him to be forgotten. There was no
time for thought. He swooped down
the curve poised in the stern of hia
boat, laughing aloud at the shock,
which nearly swamped him. The boat
ran without direction, mailing for
partly submerged trees while he bailed
with his hands. -Antywine stuck out
an oar for a rudder, and turned his
craft into the racing current. So,
baling with one hand and steering with
the other, he got under way, and was
soon able to sit on the' bench, fit the
cars into rowlocks, and pull with the
lacing force which spun him along.
Branches and logs menaced his dim
course.
The shores were black. Froth spots
like white money appeared and disap
peared around him with phosphoric
swiftness. And underneath rose and
fell the bullfrogs' diapason.
Not many miles down was the fork
of the Sangamon, where the stream
turned toward the Illinois. Beards
town, by prairie and river-bluff route.
was nearly 40 miles from New Salem. ,
Frost was out of the ground, and a '
hurried rider. The scalloped bank,
ascending and descending in serated
cliff and hollow, seeming to swim past
Antywine, finally curved away from
a wider current; and he made for shore
through drift. He drew the boat out,
and left it beached above the rising
water.
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mon's low note and the intermittent
cry of frogs. He thought of sloughs
on the .Beardstown road and of hun
gry wolves infesting the night. Star
light had become lost in thickening
rnist, and. as Antywine pushed on he
felt the sting of rain in the face. He
tried to distinguish a track which
ought to darken the pallid turf near
this place, and set out in the direc
tion of Beardstown.
He heard at his left the suction of
horse feet in mud. It came nearer,
and he braced himself to spring at the
bridle, if he had been so fortunate as
thus to intercept Peggy's captor. But
two horses, instead of one, plunged
up from a slough, and swept past him
in a tearing race toward Beardstown.
"Shickshack and Sieur Abe," thought
Antywine. He shouted after them,
but they did not hear him. There was
so little travel at that season he felt
sure these riders were in pursuit of
Peggy, and comforted, he followed
lightly on, keeping to the spongy dead
grass by the roadside.
The humid forest stretching from the
bank of the Sangamon still darkened
his way with skeleton trees. He
passed an emotr cabin which he had
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2.00.
American Agriculturist, Chicago, 111., including--copy
of Year Book and Almanac, W., $1.00; 2.30.
St. Louis Globe-Democrat, St. Louis, has no riva .
as a great modern newspaper, T. W., $1.00; 2.15.
The Weekly Inter-Ocean, Chicago, W., 81. 00; 1.90. )
The Cosmopolitan Magazine, New York, M.
and Atlas of the World, bound in cloth, 56 pages oi. '
latest maps; $ ; 2.85.
The Outing Magazine, New York, M., $3,00; 3.80.
Pacific Homestead, Salem, Or. W.,1.0f; 230l
Table Talk, Philadelphia, M., $1.00; 2.15.
American Homes, Knoxville, Tenn., M., 81.00;- .
2.30.
McClure's Magazine, New York, M., S1.00; 2.40.
Xwiee-a-Week Courier Journal, - Louisville, Ky.,.
one of the best papers from the great South, T. W.,
gl.00; 2.05.
"Dairy Fortunes," a neat, well written book oS
204 pages on all questions conceridng dairius,.
feeds and feeding, the constituent prouertiss if all
kinds of feed; 39 combinations forming ntl
balanced rations for dairy cows. Every dairyman
should have it. Price with the Corvallis GisTiK
one year, $2.50.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TAKING.
When you take Grove's Tasteless Chill Tonic .
because the formula is plainly printed on every
bottle showing that it is simply Iron and Qui
nine put in tasteless form. No Cure, is'o Fay. 50
Cheap Sunday Rates Between
Portland and Willamette?
VaMey Points.
Low round trip rates have been placed
in effpet between Portland and Willam
ette Valley points, in either direction.
Tickets will be sold
SATURDAYS AND SUNDAYS,
and limited to return on or before the
following Monday.
Rate to oe Feom Corvallis, $3.00.
Call on Southern Pacific Co's Agents -for
particulars.
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