The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1895-04-28

out of himself Let him come and let's
see what kind of "a lobster he is. You can't
tell about lobster till il is billed"
II don't know as 1 want 20 be the pot
10 do the bilin. said Uncle Joab. grinning.
IN do the bilin'. Joab. You may look
on"
IAN right. Nabby. Jest ~ you say.
Wen see what "a course IN lighthouse
will do; ha-ha jest like Elisha's way OF
talking
There came into the lghtkeeper's home
one afternoon a Woll-dressed boy with
quiet face. with manners that told OF
lCOd brccGing, and yet vita an air OF
dihdencc As if not quite sure Of his wei
come.
Uncle Joab. who had not overcome his
prejudice against his lighthouse student,
was kind but stiff, ia his greeting.
But Aunt Natby,
Harry. d'yo-do?" cried
Aunt Nabby a big woman, flying at him,
winding stout arm about him and kiss
ing him so theoretically that IL almost
took his breath away. Dreadful glad 10
see vel"
His collar was crushed and his hair
turned into q haystack, and Ii seemed as
II he had come IN collision with "A loco
motive. but DE saw al once that tho
rough she was very kind. and he cried out
you"
Aunt Nabby looked at Uncle Joab ana
smiled. the smile saying. There. Joab.
He's brought right out Of himself. His
fust course in lighthouse did him good.
There fur we" TO Harry she said, Now
make yourself 10 hum"
HAIR, was very much Interested In this
now world he had entered upon.
The lighthouse stood on "A blur At whose
ont fnlr fn q.
constant pet. Back Of the lighthouse and
connected with IL by covered walk, was
the light keepers home, story and a
half house painted red. The furniture
was simple and hOmcly, but what lot
OF comfort was there To Harry the
great. GROWING feature was an immense
fireplace Here Uncle jOab on cold even
ings would heap UP fragments OF drift
wood that had come ashore, perhaps a
bough Of tree, fraction OF spar,
making a sad confession OF a wreck
The lighthouse was a cylindrical struc-
ture about ffty-hve feet high, built OF
iron. 4 winding stairway like cork
screw went up to the lantern that at
night held the big flaming light.
one afternoon the light keeper said:
.'Nabby, I've got to 20 up ashore a piece.
20 see d man about. some wood for our
kitchen fire. We can't rely on what
comes ashore. But. say. Reckoning
her aside he said: III 1 am detained,
don't worry. bat light mp for me; but
don't let that student takin a course In
lighthouse have too much 10 do with
handlin things"
..Dcn't you worry. Joab. III look ar'er
things and arter Harry We haven't
brought him out yet"
1.-THE lobster amt boiled you mean,
ha. hal You've brought out his voice.
DE can DO one thing, sing
Uncle Joab went away. out was not
back by sunset. and Aunt Nabby, the new
light keep er. and her assistant" as she
prodly called him. stood on the lantern
deck and watched the sun sink down the
purple Wafcds in the west. When the
last OF its red torch had been quenched
there. Aunt Nabby kindled q small sun
IN the lantern that grew and grew till
It seemed 10 rival. In size and Drilliancy.
the sun that had gone down. Then they
slowly descended the corkscrew stairs.
IL just want 10 go up and see how
| our light Is burning" said Harry. when
| 1t was fairly dark; and he took the lgat-