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They were only to push their frontier a little farther to the west and hold the dream and pass it on to their children. Those early years of the nineteenth century held the first days of fulfillment. Samson and Sarah Traylor had the old dream in their hearts when they first turned their faces to the West.
Lincoln had had more experience in the getting and use of dollars and more acquaintance with the shrinking timidity of large sums, he would have tried to dissipate these illusions of grandeur. But he went with the crowd, every member of which had a like inexperience. In the midst of the session Samson Traylor arrived in Vandalia on his visit to Mr. Lincoln.
"Who are you?" Brimstead asked. "I'm one o' the Traylors o' Vergennes." "My father used to buy cattle of Henry Traylor." "Henry was my father. Haven't you let 'em know about your bad luck?" The man resumed his tone of confidence. "Say, I'll tell ye," he answered. "A man that's as big a fool as I am ought not to advertise it.
"Who is that big sucker who grabbed my friend?" the stranger asked Brimstead. "His name is Samson Traylor. Comes from Vermont," was the answer. "He's the dog-gonedest steam engyne of a man I ever see, 'pon my word," said the stranger. "An' he's about the gentlest, womern hearted critter that ever drawed the breath o' life," said Brimstead. "If he don't look out 'Liph Biggs'll kill him certain."
He is a rugged, blond, bearded man with kindly blue eyes and a rather prominent nose. There is a striking expression of power in the head and shoulders of Samson Traylor. The breadth of his back, the size of his wrists and hands, the color of his face betoken a man of great strength. This thoughtful, sorrowful attitude is the only evidence of emotion which he betrays.
Traylor, you stand up as proud and firm as a big pine," Kelso remarked. "I believe you're a Yankee." "So do I," said Samson. "If you took all the Yankee out o' me I'd have an empty skin." Then Abe began to show the stranger his peculiar art in these words: "Stephen Nuckles used to say: 'God's grace embraces the isles o' the sea an' the uttermost parts o' the earth.
They and their friends are dear to me. Tell Harry to come over here. I want to talk with him." This dialogue was about the last incident in the visit of Samson Traylor. Late in the historic session of that spring, wherein the Whigs adopted the convention system of nominations and many plans were made for the expenditure of visionary millions, young Mr.
I should think Bill or Jack Kelso could look after the store for a few days," said the Doctor. "I promised to take Mr. Traylor over to Jack Kelso's to-night. Couldn't you come along?" "Good! We'll have a story-tellin' and get Jack to unlimber his guns," said Abe. It was a cool evening with a promise of frost in the air.
He did not know quite what to make of it. "I feel sad when I think of Abe," said Harry. "He don't know what is ahead of him, I guess. I heard Mrs. Traylor say that he was in love with Ann." "I reckon he is, but he don't know how to show it. You might as well ask me to play on a flute. He's never told her.
Then comes the sowing and how beautiful is the sower striding across the field in his suit of blue jeans, with that wonderful gesture, so graceful, so imperious! Put him in a beaver hat and broadcloth and polished calfskin and a frilled shirt and you couldn't think of anything more ridiculous!" In the last diary of Samson Henry Traylor is this entry: *
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