The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1870-12-10
Selctte0 Storu.
QUALITY HILL.

EE4lf, ana DtE uDgefb III ISl StlSs
Il like TO hear thunder well enough; |
don't know hut what do. | am not any
afraid of that. But be scarf of the light
ming" said she, starting as the heavens
blaz d over with sheet of fame In instant
glory, with a crash and roar that found its
way through her fat fingers, and through
two Wads Of pink cotton, bursting on her
ear ike the trump CT doom.
mercy on me !" shrieked Mrs. Wood
stock "that struck. Nov you may rely on
lt, as sure as you re q living creature, that
struck"
Mr. Spofford s old sorrel horse, the only
living creature in sight made no reply,
but kept on nibbling away at the white
clover on the green before the door. He
only turned his back to the driving rain,
that few from west to east, SO fast and SO
heavy, it Was more like bank Of fog than
moving drops Of water; and gave passing
shiyer when the rainfall changed to hail,
md ratified down IN stones as large SIS
birds eggs.
But Mrs. Woodcock was above the blind
trust OF the beast; SO, pale and trembling,
she pressed her hands tighter over her
ears. aud looked at spiders web in the
darkest corner Of the room as steadfastly
as 1t she were sitting for her photograph
last, the LIGHTNING flashed its life away,
and the sun broke out like sudden smile
"a baby's face Stiu the unconscious
Mrs. Woodcock held on TO her ears and
gazed at the spiders web until the outer
door was flung open, and the choire-boy
sAufIl5d IN. He was q hempen-haired,
bustermilE-eyed lad of fifteen, who was
.ither LalG-Wittcd or possibly
both
.Bo Aunt Frissy," ne cried, ''what are
yoa keeping Independence for. the day
after fouth3 It has all come off clear as
uaw cider and you are wasting your time
sitting llera like statute. You better
he aending my pantaIoous."
As be spoke, a sudden sunbeam darted
through the western window, ana flashed
AJlraat the corner.
'.Tf there isn't q cobWeb right III my
Kitchen j. qnGtn Mrs. WooGcock, deiiber-
.e putting down her fingers and her
feet. and going FOR wing-a gray goose
WING hat Juug by a strip Of red calico on
IL ..#i har5 the door,
cont You come Ocson? Where did
it a.rEe2' she continued, appearing to
Glsc7vg~ ,ha grinnIng boy.
.laa laIl struck everywhere, particu-
i1rlv en- Dr. Seacra5J's gr8pe-vinss.
haven't heard as the thunder struck st all,
not even ON some folks ears" returned
Olsou, who was mainly composed of g
paia OF oEaE-cOwn bare feet, blue cotton
trock and ovsrafls, set OF broad white
teeth. and Z weatler-beateD nat with wide
U.ouehiag b-lm.
You don't mean to say the doctors
Erage-viues are hurt essentially, DO you
queried Mrs. Woodcoek, deaf to the
lmper,iuGnca as she had been to tho thun-
der.
Don't know nothing about no essen
cas, replied OTsOn, who was fond of long
words, out not clear a5 TO their use. "But
can ten YOU one thing, though. You
ought just 10 see the doctors new grape
vines he sets SO much by. The tendons
aui Young grapes are fairly chewed to bits.
.ee IN. / DON'T expect five hundred dollars
ia gold would put 1t back to where it was
ap hour ago.
How Won TALK gasped Mrs. Wood.
cock. who liked to have things happen,
pna the worse they happened, the better
she Hkedit She was a kind-hearted soul,
but something 10 talk over was worth as
much as her dinner.
But It is SO 2 she continued doubtfally
Really aud truly, Orson? Now speak
the truth, Just exactly as it is
0rsou had rs much idea OF truth as he
had of geology.
nTesm. said ne, getting bolder. 1.-The
doctor said 10 nae, Orson Larely," said he
q wouldn't ave this damagem ant done tC
my yjntonaoe, not if ycu had offered me c
i've hundred dollar bill right IN my hand
And hen he looked as sober as anything
mad walked straight into the house. [ saw
Mrs. Seacrest through the open window
and she was crying like fury. You ought tC
take look st 1t yourself, Aunt Prissy, i
you don't believe me- lie continued, IL 81
asZrieyed tone.
Mrs. Woodeock did not believe him en-
tlrely. 10 he sure, but yet there might bt
something worth seeing; so, after little
j.. daeuan, she decided that It would bC
rausy TO have q dose OF salts and SIENNA il
the house, aud she might as well step NJ
to TIE doctors, aud get 1t then as any
time.
fbase YVES no need for the grass to dry,
for Mrs, WCodcock's chocolate and the
white calico. gUilGess Of II panier and in
nocelt ata trail, did not even brush the
broad plA1tsll leaves and the fairy speed
well blossoms bordering the well-trodden
foot path that led from her doorstep right
into tLa world; and her heavy caIf-skir
shoes sqGeake3 to scorn the idea of wet
ting through.
So she tied on her log cabin sunbonuet
that lad 9 pert calico bow prospecting
IRON the top, took her crooked handled
umbrella, to act the double part OF SUP.
porter and protector, and set out-not Il
seek her fortune, bpt to seek somebody's
misfortune.
The way 10 DR.. Seacrest's was across the
green, a"-y trom the black cotton mills.
down 1y tae river; away from the street OF
st1 white cottages, where the mill oDera.
tors Ave1; away from the commonplace.
ts-o Story dwellings clustering around the
church. the store, the blachsmith's shop,
and the post-0lice; to bit Of level slight.
ly removed rom THE Hollow" by q sIap.
ing hill. Here were scattered a eroUo Of
houses where the doctor, tie mill owner.
the minister, and two or three prosperous
farmers lived. Lived, SO the Hollow PEG.
PIE SAID stuck up and apart from their
neighbCrs.
But fhis aristocratic isolation was all the
work OF the Hollow, for, as Mrs. Wood.
cock often said:
Folks can choose their own place in the
world. Ii they have 8 mind to hoI3 m
their heads and be something and some
body they can BE- o. they can be nobody
and 0otmgg. Either one.
Accordingly she held up her head and
made herself somebody, equally in the
kitchen Of Mary Duffy, the Irish laund-