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THIS LIFE.
I would not lose the joy of having dwelt
Upon this earth—the wondrous gilt of
mind—
The power of thinking, sharing with man¬
kind
'Its hopes and fears, which have been freely
dealt
To all. To know, to suffer, to have felt,
To love, is life—whate’er may lie behind,
We struggle onward, worn, and faint, and
blind.
But should the darkness into sunriso melt,
And earth’s dear insufficiency recoil
Into the broader, deeper hope which gleamed,
Shall we not triumph that throughout the
toil
And warfare of our present life, we deemed
That evil was but passing, faith a foil
To knowledge, so transcending all ®vo
dreamed?
— D. M. Bruce, in Murray's Magazine.
MART DODSONS’S RISE.
BY WILLIAM P. BROWN.
Among the Red Knobs of the Tennes¬
see Valley the people are mostly of the
poorer class of small farmers. Along the
railroad a “Red Knobber,” is known by
the purple hue of his boots, usually well
stained by the hematitic dust of his patri
monial acres. Lying at the‘foot of the
Chilhowee Mountains, the rocky fast¬
nesses behind them were long the con
genial sphere of the moonshiner’s hid¬
den toil and trouble.
Little Mart Dodson had peddled “wild¬
cat whisky” from the time he became
able to take a three-gallon keg along the
country roads after dark. He had been
arrested, bound over before commission¬
ers, tried, released or convicted so many
times that the varied phases of Federal
justice or leniency had long lost the spice
and novelty, under a monotonous convic¬
tion of their tyranny and general futility
as related to moonshining in general and
little Mart in particular.
• But one summer there came a lady and
her daughter from Chattanooga to board
at Hawk Cliff, a ragged spur of the Chil
howees, where a mineral spring or two
bubbled out from beneath the precipices.
Mrs. Baird needed some pure whisky
Tor medicinal purposes. Following the
instructions of the “Widder Green,”
with whom they boarded, Agnes, the
daughter of the former, left some money
one night in a cleft of a large rock, called
the “Devil’s Anvil.” On going back
the next morning, she found the money
gone and the bottle filled with “mount’in
dew.”
k “Little Mart air always up ter time,”
said Widow Green. “He gits to that
thar rock every Chusd’y night ez regular
as clockwuk."
There was no society in a social sense
at Hawk Cliff, and Agnes, a lively girl
not yet out of her teens, when not read¬
ing to or waiting upon her mother, found
herself at some loss to pass the time.
There was no one to dress for or flirt with,
and the country folk, ever suspicious of
social superiority, were shy and evasive.
She sought solace in long rambles over
the mountains, and though warned
against the danger of getting lost, ven¬
tured farther and farther with feminine
perversity, until one day she found her¬
self m that unenviable predicament.
A thunder-cloud had veiled the sun,
the blue sky was vanishing, and the
very depths of the mountains seemed to
moan softly as though the earth was
feverish and in dread. Agnes stood at
the junction of several winding ravines,
all equally wild and misleading, with
great forest trees frowning over her, and
without a definite idea as to her proper
course.
“Wal, miss, air you sure ’nuff lo3t, or
what air the matter?”
The sound of any human voice was
welcome in that solitude. Turning, she
saw before her a short, stout, freckle
faced young man, having a sack swung
over his shoulder with a keg in each end
of it. In a few hurried words she ex¬
plained who she was and that she was
lost.
“Yo’re a good three said, mile from the
Widder Green’s,” he “ ’a’ I was a
goin the yuther way.”
Agnes instantly suggested a pecuniary
inducement as a reason for guiding her
home, but the young fellow looked at
the clouds and said hurriedly:
“You jes wait hyur a minute.”
’ Then he disappeared round a huge
bowlder before Agnes could remonstrate,
In two minutes he reappeard, minus his
sack and kegs, with the remark:
“Now, miss, we mua’ hurry ter get
ter the Hangin’Rock afore that shower
wets us.”
They plunged into a wild gorge—the
very one Agnes would not have taken if
left to herself—and soon came upon a
trail that wound here and there among
the ridges, over the rocks, through shad
owy laurel brakes, and across several
small brooks. The rain approached, and
the guide kept increasing his speed, until
Agnes, panting and stumbling, was
about to ask him to go slower. But at
this junction a sudden turn around a
beetling crag brought them out on a
rocky platform, fronting the valley lying
aloog the foot of the mountain.
Overhead the cliffs projected, so that
they were sheltered from the drops al
ready falling. The young man brought
her a drink from a spring near by, and
she sat down to survey in security the
ged wall of gray raiu now Sweeping
over the distant knobs and up the inter
vening valley. name,”
“I don’t believe I know your
she remarked, as he stood awkwardly
gazing at her as upon a new revelation in
tlio line of feminine loveliness.
“I’m little Mart.” ha replied.
“Oh, to be sure; your are the person
who put the whisky in mamma’s bot¬
tle.”
“Wal, now, miss, I’d bo a purty fool
ter own up ter sech as that,” he re¬
turned, with, however, a very knowing
look.
“I suppose you are afraid of detec¬
tion; yet you need not fear me. But
don’t you wish you were in some nicer
business? Have you ever thought of the
trouble whisky brings upon people?”
Mart could not say that he had, yet
for the first time he felt a vague shame
of his occupatiou, but said:
“Pore folks has ter make money some¬
how ’tbout stealin’ it.”
“Yes, but I would rather make it any
other way than by breaking the laws to
sell people that which injures them.”
Somehow Mart felt that the usual ar¬
guments have in favor effect of moonshining would
not much on this'refined,
delicate girl, whose presence now beamed
upon him almost like some angelic pres¬
ence from another world.
Still they chatted on, he with a grow¬
ing sense of discomfort and inferiority,
and yet withal strangely fascinated. He
was ignorant and superficially coarse, yet
he knew that at heart he desired to act
right and be honest, only right and hon¬
esty had assumed a new and astounding
phase in the light of her sweet presence
and kindly remonstrances.
The raiu at length ceased, and they
soon arrived at the Widow Green’s.
Agnes at the doorstep offered him a sil¬
ver dollar, saying she knew she had put
him to a great deal of trouble. Silver
dollars were tempting, but he declined
taking it, saying:
“I reck’n I kin erbleege people ef I
am a moonshiner.”
“Never mind,” she said, with a re¬
assuring smile, “you must take it just
to please me. Perhaps it will help you
a little in getting better employ¬
ment.”
The next day Little Mart returned for
his sack and kegs, reflecting deeply.
After getting them, he went to the
Hanging Rock, and there kindled a fire
with chestnut bark on the very spot
where Agnes had sat and talked to him.
Then he placed the sack and empty kegs
thereon and grimly watched them turn
to ashes. As at last he turned away,
he muttered:
“Me ’n’ mother hev got to git
livin’ some yuther way after this.”
That night his mother’s little cabin
in the Red Knobs was surrounded by
four deputy marshals, and Little Mart
marched off a prisoner of the United
States, to Athens. Two months later,
after his release from jail, he came home
only to learn that Mrs. Baird and her
daughter had returned to Chattanooga.
Little Mart felt disappointed.
Though he realized the nature of the
social gulf between them too well to
hope to mingle much with people like
the Bairds, yet he wished to see Agnes
once more and tell how her kind words
and sweet smile had made another man
of him.
He secured work in the log camps in
the mountains, and a few weeks there¬
after went down to Chattanooga on a
large raft of logs. Having then an idle
day on his hands, he thought he would
venture to call on the Bairds.
He dressed himself in his best suit of
homespun jeans, aud soon found the
house from the directions given him by
the Widow Green. The imposing brick
front and the aristocratic neatness of the
surroundings rather daunted him, but
he resolutely knocked on the door re
gardless of the polished bell-handle and
boldly asked the trim colored housemaid,
who at length came, if he might see
Miss Agnes explaining also that “She a’
her mother know d me in the mount
ams '
The servant surveyed him _ wonderingiy,
yet after a moment’s hesitation bade him
follow her, and at once ushered him into'
the parlor, where Agnes and another
young lady, with two or three fashions -
bly dressed young men, sat talking and
laughing together.
Agnes had risen as the door opened.
The contrast between her graceful,
stylishly garbed figure and Little Mart’s
awkward pose, ill-fitting clothes, ana
rusty trogans, as he stood clumsily hold
ing his broad-brimmed wool hat, was,
one of the young men whispered to the
other young lady, “too utterly paralyz
* n o’”
Agnes recognized him instantly, and
colored with the reverse of pleasurable
sensations as she said carelessly:
“O yes, you wish to see my father. He
never transacts business at the house; you
will find him at the office. Margaret,”
to the servant, “show this—gentleman to
the door."
Then she coolly turned away, and be
fore Little Mart fairly knew what she was
about, he had walked down the street
with his thoughts in a whirl and, a dull
pain at his heart. At the corner a gentle
man stopped him.
“Why, are you Mart Dodson, are you
not? This is fortunate, as you happen to
be the very man I was wishing to see."
The speaker was the father of Agnes
Baird, whom Mart had seen once or twice
when Mrs. Baird and her daughter were
at Hawk Cliff. Mr, Baird was largely
interested in the new iron industries then
developing through East Tennessee; and
after dragging our half-reluctant hero
into an office nearly as luxurious in its
appointments as the parlor from which
he had been so unceremoniously him* dis
missed, the former said to ...... - •
“Young man, you arc in luck. Oul
miniu" experts have been investigating
some of the iron deposits of the Red
Knobs, particularly near Hawk Cliff, auc
they report some veins of unusual rich¬
ness. The new railroad projected froir
Cleveland to Tcllico will render some
land there valuable. You and youi
mother have eighty acres. I am pre
pared to buy you out for a lump sum, 01
give you five thousand dollars for a hal:
interest.”
Little Mart gazed at Mr. Baird, half
stupefied with wonder, Yet amid tin
turmoil of his emotions came the thoughi
that, if this were so, he would ai
hist have the time and means to make a
gentleman of himself, so that people
would not want to turn him out of doori
for looking like the clod he felt himsell
to be at present.
There was some further talk. Thet
Little Mart took his leave, promising tc
go immediately home, see his mother,
look around a little, and let Mr. Baird
know. IIi3 native shrewdness did nol
altogether forsoko him. If there was a
little fortune in their poor, worn-out
farm, little Mart determined that the
Dodsons should have their share of it.
He could then go off, get an education,
see and mingle with the world, and if he
ever returned, show Agues that he was
really worthy of her first friendly inter¬
est in him, and then when she ignored
him at her own home, she had done her
better self, as well as him an injustice.
The new manager of the great Tellico
Company was in his private office. A
lady entered, and he looked up from his
morning paper, then inquired brief
lv:
“Well, ma’am, what can I do foi
you?” The
The lady pushed aside her veil.
manager looked at her more closely, then
rose and offered her a chair. He was
short and stout, with a heavy red mous¬
tache, close-clipped hair, and keen gray
eyes.
“You have advertised for a type¬
writer,” she said. “I should like to ap¬
ply for the position.” gazed her curi¬
The manager still at
ously, but he only asked :
“How long have you worked at type¬
writing?”
“I have only just learned it at i e
commercial school," she replied, hesitat¬
ing.
“School typewriting, like school tele¬
graphy, doesn’t always answer practice. so well
without some actual business
However, perhaps we can get over that.
But let me ask you a rather strange ques¬
tion. Do you remember getting lost
once in the Chilhowee Mountains, and
being brought home by a red-headed
mountain boy, to whom you gave a sil¬
ver dollar and some good advice as to his
turning from the error of his moonshin¬
ing ways?”
of his moonshining way?”
The lady’s amazement brought a good
natured smile to the manager’s face, as
he continued, pointing to himselt:
“You see the boy has not forgotten,
and he still retains his red hair and
freckles.”
She now colored vividly under anothei
remembrance, as she said naively, yet
with some embarrassment:
4 l I also remembered being, I fear, very
rude to that same young man on anothei
occasion. I was young and—and fool¬
ish then.”
“And he was quite a bucolic scare¬
crow, and should have had better sense
than to intrude where he did uninvited.
Idon , fc blame u M iss Baird. 1
might | have done the same thing myself
un er simi i ar c i rcumst an C es. Let them
regt< You did me {;u . more % d than
eyiL The eiTect of J kind ords and
tho me of J euoouragillg * b smile
outlasted the infl usnce of you af ter in .
differencc . The desire to be some one,
to make something of myself, implanted
unconsciously by you, never left me. It
was the turning point of my life. See,
j have even kept the dollar you gave me
f or g00 d luck.”
H e exhibited it with a smile, whereat
she again blushed slightly. Then contin
uing, he saidu
“Your father also made me the first
money offer for my mother’s little farm,
that has proved a veritable bonanza foi
me in more ways than one. I then re
solved to try to make a man of myself,
so that if I ever met you again you would
not feel so ashamed of me.”
“You have your revenge,” she said
sadly. “Papafailed,andgraduallywor
ried himself into the grave. Mamma
and I are quite poor now—”
“Don’t explain,” interrupted Little
Mart kindly. I really feel that I owe
you far more than the giving of this
position will ever repay. Your influence,
unknown to yourself,sent me off to study,
sharpened my wits, caused me to drive
shrewd bargaius, yet keep ray hands
clean, and persist until—well,here I am.”
gglt was difficult for Agnes Baird tc
realize that this alert,polite, well-dressed
man, a partner and manager of a great
iron industry, requiring large capital
and hundreds ofworkmen, was the awk
ward youth whom she had carelessly be
friended, then ignored only however, a few years and
ago. Such was the case
it only remains to say, that she obtained
the position, and that little Mart—now
Mr. Dobson to every one—remained
such a good freend to her under these
new relations that I would not be sur¬
prised to hear of another partnership,too,
of the most endearing earthly nature, ra¬
volving some change of name and other
agreeable future possibilities .—Yankee
Blade.
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