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The next step, judged by meetings of other years, should have been to unanimously elect Eben Salters moderator; but as Captain Eben refused to serve, owing to his interest in the Whittaker campaign, Alvin Knowles was, by a small majority, chosen for that office. Mr.
Cooper, who had earned this nickname, stood behind a counter of rough boards polishing its top with a much soiled towel. He hailed the newcomer eagerly. "Hello, Alvin Potts! What brought you here? And how is all at Monterey?" "All's well enough," said Potts, concisely. He glanced about.
I asked the meaning of his statement that he would not "mind the publication if the story were done right." "Well," he said with his mountain drawl, "I don't want you bearing down too much on that killing part. Tell it without so much of that!" A rock was picked up and hurled down the mountain. I then understood why the little mother was "jes' a-waiting till Alvin gits ready to talk."
"I did not know," Alvin said of himself, "why we were going to war. We never had any speakings in here, and I did not read the papers closely, and did not know the objects of the war. I did not feel I wanted to go." He had given up his work on the farm and was making more money than he had ever made before.
A deed that is done through the natural use of a great talent seems to the doer of the deed the natural thing to have done. A sincere response to appreciation and praise, made by those endowed with real ability, usually comes cloaked in a genuine modesty. At his home in the "Valley of the Three Forks o' the Wolf," after the war was over, I asked Alvin York how he came to be "Sergeant York."
Hope I haven't made you a lot of trouble." "Not a bit, Mr. Barton," says Scully. "You know it's a change for us, Sir, getting out this way, with all expenses paid. They sent Talcott with me, Sir." "Fine!" says Alvin. "Of course I like them all; but I'm glad it happened to be you and Talcott this trip." "Hope you're ready to go back, Sir," says Scully. "Oh, quite," says Alvin.
His mother knew the latent determination of her boy and she was ever in dread that there might arise some trouble among the men when he was away on these drinking trips. "Alvin is jes like his father," she said. "They were both slow to start trouble, but ef either one would git into hit, they'd go through with the job and there'd be a-hurtin'."
"I declare," he exclaimed, "it does me good to shake hands with a feller that's got the grit you have. It does so! We're all proud of you." "Much obliged, Alvin, I'm sure. But why?" He winked and nudged me with his elbow. "You know why, all right," he whispered. "Wouldn't sell him the land, would you? Tell me: Did he make you a real bid for it? Lute as much as said he did."
In June following the country's entry into the war Alvin registered for the draft and in October at Jamestown took his examination. "They looked at me, they weighed me," he told on his return, "and I weighed 170 pounds and was 72 inches tall. So they said I passed all right!" He was with Pastor Pile, and he turned to him: "This means good-bye for me. But I'll go."
Oh, I hear things. Cap'n Jed said t'other night you'd make a pretty good Selectman." "I would? A Selectman?" "Yup. He as much as hinted that to me; wondered if you'd take the nomination provided he could fix it for you. Sim Eldredge and Alvin and some more all said they'd vote for you if they got a chance. ARE you figgerin' to charge toll on the Lane?" "Toll? What put that idea in your head?"
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