The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-06-07

in little daughter round In that circle four
with Mildred Matilda Millicent hangin''
on every time they finished whtrl around
the three-and-a-half-mil circle, Then,
after whirlin' 'em around in that big circle
four straight times. ] hope ! may never
skin another Big Muddy bull-head cat fish
! II that pinky-p urplish, funnel-shaped cloud
didn't fetch that tree back right to the spot
where 1t picked II. up and plant 1t again
RI years-all that Aunt M'linda' husband
had to do was to pack the soil round tn
roots again, and the tree went on fiourishln
| like as II the wind had never teched IT,.
Yielded nine b,ishei O. russell apples the
aAnd Mildred Matilda MillIcent wasn't
hurt little it-she was good deal more
skeeart than anythin" else. One thing
bout that ride o hers, though, hurt me
and her nav a lot.
round By s"s shs so' issd tsnnei
shaped cloud. Mildred Matilda Mllicent
had the cutest curls all over her head that
you ever seen, but when she got hack her
hair was straighter'n a Cherokee lnjun
s9uaws. The wind just nachully bowed
all O. the kink out OF it, and now her NAV
has Z use the curin' irons on Mildred Matilda
Millicents hair when the pore little thing
wants t go To party.
1T sure hurt nav and me heap the way
YIN. pp oiS out pAino ySoh6 va "
hair.
Il wouldn't take it T. heart so much IL
was you. Cap" sympathetically remarked
the man with the inch-and-a-half clay
piPes;,, c r,,,., ,,,,,..s ,,,, o,n
tinued the Kansan, "the drab-gray, keg-
shaped cloud that shot down our way from
Lawrence one Sunday in the early part O.
September. two year ago last. had more
plumb, bullhead luck In it Z the square inch
than nthar Irah -0r koU.ahQna1
cloud l ever seen before or since.
"All OF us three hundred and odd hard
shell Baptists Twin In my town was at
meetin that calm, peaceful Sunday mornin'
build. The meetin' house was a frame
affair, like most OF EN- out my way, and it
was all finished 'ceptin the spire.
Wed all kind o. drawed, out when it
come t the expense o putin up the epire;
the parson was a-roastin' us bout our neg;
lectfn' { contribute toward the putin
up o that spire. He sure did give 1t to us
good bout the way we'd been reniggin'
over comm t the front with the price O.
that spire.
He told US that the grace wa ant in US,
and that he was tired O wastin' his breath
askin' us to donate toward the hnishn'
Of the meetin' house by clappin' the spire
for i. -, ~,
'Such bein' the case he wound up, the
grace havin' all percolated out O. you and
You all havin' become self-indulgent world
lings, hereby tender, in open session, my
resi- gnation asminister O. this congregation,
cat in a rain barrel a. he said these words
But the good old man hsor I no sooner
finished speakin' before II suddenly become
as dim and dark as twilight in the church,
although 1t were midday, and then we heard
the screachin,' shriekin' noise that we all
knowed too well. There want no chance
f'r us to get tour own cyclone cellars and We
hadn't built none 'longside the church,
some OF us doubtin' whether that wouldn't
kind O. show distrlst O. benef'cent provi-
our pews and waited f'r the church to he
picked up and carried wherever the good
Lord meant it to be carried.
But 1t wa'ant carried nowhere. The
wind on'y shrieked about half dozen
times and then we heerd heavy, plumpin'.
grindin' noise OH top O. the church, like
as II bout thousand skaters with hob
nail shoes was aworlin up on the roof.
"The wind died away as sudden as it had
commenced & scream. and the sun come out
20 dim and dark Inside the church. We all
hustled out o. the church t see which d rec
ton theSblov had taken, and, t the south
westward We seen a big, drab-gray, key
horizon at bout a -mile-a-minute clip.
while overhead the sky was again jes'
as blue as indigo.
But the drab-gray. keg-shaped cloud
wa ant the on'y thing We seen. We seen as
handsome well well Attn. greer, painted a
was built f'r spire as ever you seen since
YOU was born. We knowed that it wa ant
no miracle, either, but jes' plumb. bull
head luck.
happy all over. that that's the spire of
the Baptist Church up t Lawrence, and
sure enough, The parson. was right, f'r,
ten or fifteen minutes later, the station
telegraph operator came a-running over.
sayih' that he'd Just got wire from Law
east Of our town-sayin' that drab-gray,
keg-shaped cloud had hiked toward the
southwest oarryin' the spire Of the Baptist
Church along with It. and askin' us Z look
our town SOS the Lawrence Baptists could
trace it and know what become of it.
And there was the spire, fitted on to our
church that needed II bad. az snug as q
s,o%ye Msl the parsSn said ahst
labor on the Lords day, in such a good
cause. and he put all Of US men t work
a-nailin' that providentials pire t our church
and maxim 1t fast.
"The Baptist parson from Lawrence
made awful kick t our parson over his
keepin' the spire. but our parson told him
that he was disputin' the dispensations o
Divine Providence as manifested by the
winds O. the heavens We all Clipped in a
little toward the missionary fund O. the
Lawrence Baptists { sort O. square the
thing up some. but we virchully got that
spire fur nuthin, all the same, and IL
that drab-gray. keg shaped clowd wa'an't
luckier f'r us than rabbit dog that springs
a flock O. quail ev'ry time he chases his tail
in the tall grass then IN missin' my guess"
Just then the outward bound Western
train was announced as ready by the station
lungman.
so" concluded the man from Kansas.
grabbing hold Of his bulgy black glazed
grip, IF you ever feel like takin' a look at
a right smart blow come out our way,
and we'll see If we can't scare up . little
breeze jess t show you that old Kansas
knows how t make good when she's called |
upon and asst to. S'long!"
The man with the inch-and -a-half clay |
pipe rose from his seat with grin, stretched |
his arms, and remarked to Dago Giuseppe,
the smoking room bootblack:
Il amt maxim no fancy cracks bout |
The winds stunts out where that Teller !
comes from, because don't know nothin' |
bout it, but they amt no manner O. doubt |
hat there's lot O. hot air comm out O. |
Kansas" |