Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1882-01-25

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was warm and cozy, CHEEKY and home.
like; outside, stormy and clustering.
Two hours passed, and still no father,
| Jack had made a tremendous effort 10
delay eating till he arrived; bat bit by
bit the broken bread had disappeared,
followed by other selections from the
bill Of fare, while Jane Tapped sauce,
of milk, and the quondam Friday, for.
getting his cannibalistic tendencies,
made . hearty repast ON dried beef and
pieces of Jacks bread and butter.
Seven o'clock, and father not home
yet | Well, the light will burn an hour
yet without fixing. Father said it would
burn longer than that, but it's safest to
look at it every four hours, and he's sure
to be here before it needs looking to. u
So Jack got his favorite book from the
shell, and settled down for cozy read in
fathers arm chair close near the stove.
It was certainly was very exciting
where Crusoe and Friday discover The
arrival of the one and twenty savages,
and disturb them at their revolving re-
past. But Jack got up SO early morn
ings, and was 80 active during the day.
that no wonder his ideas began to stray
and his eyes to blink and close. Stub
had settled himself near for little quiet
meditation-nose between two black,
outstretched forepaws, and gaze fixed on
nothing in particular, while Jane, hav-
ing first made her toilet for the night by
careful washing and patting, dozed
peacefully behind the stove. Tired Jack
slept, and dreamed he was Crusoe. and
had just built beautiful sled, and he
and Friday coasted down among the
cannibals and sent them flying on all
sides; and the old clock licked and tick
ed, while out doors the snow blew in
swirls, and weary man fought hard
against the wind, and sought to find
again the beaten track to his house.
Hour after hour passed, till the faithful
hammer, striking ten, woke Jack in be-
wilderment at not finding himself in his
own little bed.
"What's the matter?" he said, shak-
ing himself and standing up. "Why,
now late it is What can have happen
ed to father ?"
Stub reused up, but could not answer
the question, 90 wisely kept silent-peo-
pie don't generally, you know.
"The light! the light! Oh suppose
it's gone out? / must go up this very
minute to see, though it's awfully dark,
and the stoves gone out to; but I can t
stop to make it up now. Come, Stub,
you can go with me, if you want to-
and diplomatic Jack, who really didn't
like to 60 through all those dark pas
sages and stairways alone, but who
wouldn't have Stub know it for the
world.
The house had got all cold, and Jack
was hunting long about with shivering
fingers before he could find the proper
oil for the light. At last, however, he
found it, spilled lot of it in pouring it
out into the small can, and got the rest
safely up the first flight Of stairs, Stub
following rather sleepily. The light
tower was built high above the dwelling
part Of the house, and was reached by
several steep flights of stairs, and finally
by ladder to trap door. The root
and walls from about four feet from the
floor were glass, and the light, lamp and
reflector stood on kind Of standard
about Eve feet high. AL the beautiful
brass plates were kept as brilliant as q
mirror, and the windows were transpar-
emit and speckless a. pure water. 1t was
John Hudson's duty to keep them in
this condition. Inspectors were always
dropping in at unexpected times, and
dismissal from the post would have fol-
lowed any lack Of proper attention to
these details. But it was the lighthouse
keepers pride to keep them bright and
FURNISHED, even beyond any laws and
regulations.
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