The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1905-07-06
CHAPTER XIII.

How 1ur Is UT, D0c! asked Mrs
Redden in voice that showed she was
thinking strongly.
You haint a go-un to try to go thar
tonight. air you? l wouldn't eff I was
ycu! They may be a good big furse
fore they git through with it. Than
railroad fellers has gut thur weapuns
with UNI. Tn they've ben q usen Nv UNI
purity lively lack. Doc said they was
FIVE ur six NV UNI shot-some purity bad.
But I've gut to hurry on. Little Jim
Dikeses youngest boy is sick: un-''
But without stopping to hear about the
perils Of little Jim Dikeses youngest boy,
Mrs. Redden had turned about and be-
gan walking slowly and uncertainty back
along the Overcoat read, with Lizzy fol-
lowing her, ard also deep in thought.
If these men had been shooting each
other, perhaps Mr.. Mason, and even
Prof. Huntley, might be among the
wounded; the dangerously wounded. And
if so, she would only be doing a Hoosier
girls duty, to go and nurse and care for
the man who had certainly saved her life.
I'm great mind to walk that away,
Lizzy! We needn't go any furder'n we
wawnt to, you know. We kin come back
Whenever we've a mine to. I'm we mout
meet CooIirod, some'rs avn the road,
mebby. Think you could walk ut?' Mrs.
Redden said, a little ,sesitatingly. but
gathering assurance at the sound of her
voice and the FEASIBILITY of her state
ment, as she went on.
"Oh, yes. ] think 1 would like to 90
all the way if we could. If there are
men hurt, they will need women there to
help prepare for the surgeons Men
can't heat water and tear bandages and
get soap, and towels and all those things
that are needed where people are hurt.
You remember how it was last fall when
the threshing engine blew up" L;zzy
said, quite cheerfully and animatedly.
Mrs. Redden remembered so much
about that incident that it started her
upon a stream of general "reminiscences
that, branching out as it did into wind
Ing bayous of neighborhood accidents,
promised to last forever.
Happily Lizzy was SO constituted that
she was not compelled to follow the
thread of Mrs. Redden's episodes. On
the contrary, she lost them presently in
a sort of celebrating enjoyment of the
night, and the high wind, and the roaring
breakers of foliage tossing and swaying
about with sort o. avelike crash that
reminded her of the tant but distinct-
~ audible sound O. sea, where she
had heard it once losg time ago.
Is this human love of the night for a
time of rowing about and looking at all
manner of sights and hearkenine to ell
manner of sounds, to be taken to mean
that man is a night prowler out of that
animal instinct that survives the long
past progression beyond the four feet
armed with claws, and the elongated pu-
pill and erectile ears?
Not at all. 1t only rleans that night,
being the time of rest, is best suited to
amusement and relaxation. And there
fore people avail themselves of their only
opportunity
The two women having satisfied their
conscienees upon the question Of the
right of going upon such an expedition
drew themselves more closely into the
shelter Of their ample shawls and so, like
cowled devotees of these Druid temples
Of the primeyal woods, went hurrying on
In the growing wind and the declining
rain
So long as they could follow the broad
and generally unfenced course Of the
Overcoat road the,e was little or no din
Guilty in picking their way in reasonable
security from little stumps Of hhck-jacks
that had been cut down in some emer
gency of transferring the roadbed few
rods to this side or to that, avoid 9
newly formed mud hole, or allen tree
Or sotae other of the numerous obstacle
that beset new roads in new country.
Nor did the long, arehine black rasD
bWxy vines and blackberry stems, viii
ohnsp and tenacious thogns. lay hold uD
- tko WooIen 1bezs Of the shaW11. an