Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-05-13

she laughed uneasily, saying: You may
thank your stars there amt no law agfn
witchcraft IN this part of the country.
That's all that keeps EN- from stringin'
you IN"
where's any witchcrafto' inquired Mr..
BobS Indignantly. I'm jest a-showin
these youngsters a trick that 1 larnt from
that there gypsy 'oman-the one that kyor-
ed your rheumatic"
well remarked Miss Elviry. when
folks do somethin new an quarc. they
alters fly back to conjuration to account
fer it."
II don't keer where they fly" said Mr..
Bobs, so long as they don't fly at me-
And. if to show that he really didn't
care he seized the wooden paddle and be-
gan to whip the water again. This time all
the bubbles disappeared save one. and the
more MI Bobs whipped the water the
larger it grew. Presently he placed the
pan on a large hlock-the butt cut OF
poplar tree which served sometimes as a
table and sometimes as the work bench
and continued TO whip the water. the hub
bic growing larger and larger all the while.
Occasionally he poked his paddle into the
bubble and withdrew 1t quickly, as if to
test its consistency. The children could see
the paddle go into the bubble and see it
come out, but the bubble Itself remained in
tact, and continued to expand.
You see dat, don't you?' exclaimed Dru-
silla. The bubble now as tall as the
tallest of the children and large around in
proportion.
Mr., Bobs took his pipe, inserted 1t in the
bubble at the edge of the pan and began
to blow with all his might. This he did at
short intervals until all the water in the
pan seemed to be exhausted. Then, with
the stem of the pipe still in his mouth, he
took the paddle and carefully scraped the
bubble from the edge of the pan, and by
deft motion OF his hand, moved the pan
entirely.
That was certainly a sight for the chill
dren to sea bubble as high ana as big as
a small house swaying gently in the sun
lsht, and showing forth all the colors of
me rainbow 1t was very wonderful in
deed, and Sweetest Susan was quick to
declare that she had never before seen any,
thing as beautiful.
Mr.. Bobs seemed to he very much erati-
fed at this. ''Taint the best 1 can do"
he explained I'D have to make a dozen
or more before I git my hand in. But this
un is good enough. Eff you find anybody
round here what can build a bubble that
won't bust ner float off, why, jest ak EN-
TO do IT, that's all. No." he declared. that
amt all. nuther."
He took a small leaf and laid 1t on the
side of the bubble Instantly If hoo, 60
rotate and travel in small circle. drawing
AFTER IL, as 1t seemed, the most beautiful
shades or green and gold and purple. 1t
seemed. indeed, to be the center of an iri
descent whirlpool, and the children s+oaa
gazing at 1t with open mouths and ewes.
Inc sllsten1ng colors appealed strongly TO
Drusllia; Ell you could hear brass bands
a-playin'," she exclaimed. dis u7onidrit
lack much er bein' a whole ctrcus -
MI. Bobs walked around the bubble and
examined 1t critically, smoothing IT with
his wooden paddle ~ wan
II m Jest a-feelin' round fer to find wbar
the door Is, he explained. Apparently he
soon soon found 1t. for he spoke to buster John
Zone on he said; Jump right In The
youngster hesitated for an instant. but his
surroundings gave him assurance wax
right m Mr.. Bobs insisted, and gava a
quick fiirt with the paddle as Buster John
touched the bubble-a quick firt with tbe
paddie, and Sweetest Susan and DrusiIIa
saw Buster John disappear swallowed ~,
as 1t were, by the bubble Nf'
Now, then said Mr. Bobs. waving b3s
paddle on high, come on an in WI vo,,i
There, plunge right inI'
Sweetest Susan went forward timidly "Is
she asked. She had already Experienced
one adventure that was not pleasing to
think of.
Why, what idees you've got, honey,''
exclaimed MI. Bobs How can a bubble
fly away with you children on the inside?
You might as well ak me eff a crow can fiv
away wi bale of cotton
But this bubble Is different from other
bubbles" suggested Sweetest Susan.
1T is; 1T shore isl assented Mr. Robs.
lit shore Is, fer 1 made 1t myself But in
WI you; don't let your buddy git lone
some"
Sweetest Susan was still little afraid.
but she went forward all the same and the
bubble seemed to swallow her just as 1t had
swallowed Buster john
Mr. Bobs now turned to Drusilla- Come
on, eff you're a-comin'."
Il amt bleedze ter go in dar is II" she
asked.
Go in, or stay out; it's all one to me.
Come! Talk out Which is It? tn do you
no good to go in, ner no harm nuther
Drusilla hesatated a moment, just mo-
ment, and then she went to the bubble.
i don't want none er dat ar soapsuds ter