Kansas agitator. [volume] (Garnett, Kan.) 1890-1905, 1897-07-09

AH Fred and Polly
drew up their chairs. and Grandmother
Melton brought a steaming bowl OF
mush from the stove and dished it into
two smaller bowls.
I'm hungry as a BEAR" observed
Fred, between mouthfuls. Il think
it'e a shame we have to go so far TO
school. There isn't a single boy Or
girl in Springville that has to go hall
so far as we do"
'T don't see why father doesn't move
down there" complained Polly, pour
ing more Of the rich yellow milk over
her mush; "'he could get to his work
just as we'll, and it would be ever SO
much pleasanter than this lonesome
place"
~'You must remember that your
father isn't a rich man." answered
Grandmother Melton, gently. HE
owns this cottage, and II he moved ne
Would have to rent another home, and
perhaps he couldn't sell this one.'
The Meltons had only been in their
new home since the summer before.
Both FREQ and Polly had enjoyed 1t
very much indeed during the pleasant
warm weather of August and Septem-
Der. Then the wide, swift Mississippi
had cleaned through the willows and
there had beer unlimited boating and
swimming and fishing. But with the
fy,n ~ INT hn
full Of snow and ice, and the winds
swept up the river sharp and cold, and
It was dreary, lonesome walk of four
miles to school at Springville. AS the
winter progressed they had complained
more and more, and now for a week,
owing to the spring freshets, Polly had
been unable to go at all, and Fred was
compelled to make long detour over
the bluffs to avoid the lagoons in the
river bottoms.
They'll all get ahead of me-" Polly
had sobbed; land l can't pass my ex-
aminations."
That morning Father Melton had
gone up the river to help watch the
levees. Reports had been coming from
st. Paul. St. Louis, Cairo and other
points farther up the great river that
the water was rising rapidly. The
levees must be yyatched night and day
to prevent breaks. On leaving his
home that morning Mr.. Melton had
told Fred that he would be back be-
fore dark, and that there was no dan
ger to fear from the water. All his
neighbors had told him that his cot
tage was high enough to be safe, even
In the greatest floods.
It's after o'clock now" said Polly,
as she arose from the table; Il wonder
where father is"
I'D go out and watch for him if 1t
'wasp'e raining so hard" said Fred,
and then he looked around toward the
doorway, anxlously.
He caught his breath suddenly. Then
he half rose from the table and pointed
at the floor. Grandmother Melton
dropped her fork noisily on her plate
and her eyes followed the direction in
dictated by Fred's finger. Polly sat still
and gazed at the other two, wonder
ting what 1t all meant.
There on the floor, crawling from
the crack under the door. was dark
wriggling object. At first Fred had
taken it to be one Of the swamp rattlers
80 common to the Mississippi bottoms,
and his first impulse was to spring for
his fathers rifle which stood in the
corner.
Its the flood" said Grandmother
Melton when she could get her breath.
BY this time the black ribbon OF
water was spreading, slipping into the
cracks and creeping out over the floor
toward the table. Polly broke into a
cry of terror. Even Grandmother Mel
ton seemed uncertain what to do.
Fred suddenly reused himself. He
remembered that he was the man of the
house, and that he must watch over
and protect 1t in his fathers absence.
SO he sprung from his seat and threw
open the door, not without throb of
Tear 1t was dark outside, and the rain
came down in torrents. Curling up
over the step they could see the muddy
water, end they could hear the sound
of it slapping against the house. 1t
stretched away into the darkness in all
directions as far as Fred could see. He
knew that it already must be foot or
more high around the house.
"The levee's broken" said Polly, in
a scared awed voice. do you think
we'll be washed away?"
At that moment something bumped
against the side of the house with so
much force that the dishes ratified.
Fred ran to the side window, peered
.out, and found that a big log had
washed down against the building.
Grandmother Melton, who was usual
ly cool and brave under the most try
Ing circumstances, was wringing her
hands in terror.
Run upstairs" shouted Fred, "and
Polly and III bring all the stuff we can
with u.s."
Grandmother Melton waited no long
er. She crept up the narrow stairway
to the little attic. Fred ran to the cup
board and began filling his arms with
dishes Of food, while Polly in her ex-
element seized the first thing that
came to Undergraduates rocking