New-York tribune., 1909-07-04

ing Beriah Elijah or Isaiah" or jeremiah or
| some other prophet name out Of Scripture Does
this go?' And he held out the telegraph blank
With the mornings prediction it.
Beriah looked around just for 3 second he
looked to sort Of sick and pale-that is, as pale
his burned rhiroceros hide would ever turn
THE forecast for to-day" says he. looking at
the water again. is cloudy in the forenoon, but
clearing lats- on. Wind sou'east. changing to
south and SOU west
Right you arer' says Peter, joyful We start
for Setuckit, then And here's where the South
Shore weather bureau hands another swift toit to
your Uncle sam"
So, after breakfast. the cathoats loaded Up the
girls gfggng and screaming. and the men bo1rders
dressed in what they hoped was sea togs- They
sailed away round the lighthouse and hes led up
the shore. and the wind sou'east sure and
sartin. but the clearing part wasn't in sight yet
Beriah didn't watch EN- 90. He stayed in the
shanty. But by and by. when Eben drove the
bUggy out Of the barn and Emma come skipping
down the piazza steps. I him pesk1g out OF
the little winder.
The Kelly crittef had all sail sot and colors fly
ing Her dress was some sort Of mosquito netting
with wallpaper pos!es on It, and there was more
ribbons tapping than there is reaf-piuts a main
sail. And her hat, Great guns. It looked like one
OF them pictures you see in flower seed catalogue.
OH she squeals. when she sees the buggy.
"oh, Mr. COBB Amt you afraid TO go in that
open carnage II looks 70 me IKE rain
But Eben waved his fipper. scornful- Ny fore
cast this morning" says he. is cloudy now, but
clearing by and by. You trust TO me. Mis- Kelly.
Weather's my business
"of course. I trust you. Mr.. cobb" she says.
"Of course trust you. but should hate to spile
my gown. that's all
They drove out Of the yard. fine as hddlers. and
I watched EN- go. When 7 turned around, there
Bsriah watching EN- too and he smiling
for the hgst time that morning. But ii OF
them kind Of smiles that makes you wish he'd cry
At ha'f-past ten it begun 10 sprinkle; at eleven
twas raining hard; at noon twas pouring.
ing soueaster and looked good for the next twelve
hours at least.
Good Lord! Beriah' says Cap'n Jonadab. run
ming into the weather bureau. you've missed
STAYS this time, for Has your prophecy
works got Indigestion he says
But Beriah wasn't there. The shanty was closed
and found out afterward that he spent that
whole day In the store down at the port
BY two O'Clock twas bad that I put my
neskins and went over to well-nouth and tele-
phoned 70 the setucldt Beach Iifesaving station
10 find out If the clambakers had got there right
side UP. They'd got there. fact IS. they in
the station then. and the language Peter hove
through that telephone was enough 10 melt the
wires Twas all in the shape OF compliments
the prophet AMI I heard Central tell him she'd
report il TO The head office. Brown said twas
blowing so they'd have TO come back by the inside
channel. and that meant landing way up Harnlss
from there
Twas nearly o'clock when they drove into the
yard ana come stopping up the steps And such
paeseI OF drowned rats you never see. The women
folks made for their rooms, but the men hoped
around the parlor, shedding puddles with every
hop. and hollering for US 20 trot out the head OF
the weather bureau
Bring him to me- orders Peter, stopping 10 pick
his pants loose from his legs: I yearn TO caress
him"
And what old Drlavay said was worse'n that.
But Beriah didn't come to be caressed. TWAS
quarter past nine when we heard wheels in the
yard
BY n1ightyr' yells Capn Jonadab; Its the
camp-meeting pilgrims forgot them Here's a
show
He jumped to open the door. but it opened sfore
he got there and Beriah come in He didn't pay
no attention to the welcome he got from the gang
but just stood on the sill. pale. but grinning the
grin that terrier dog has on Just as you're going
10 let the out OF the trap.
Somebody outside saws. Whoa consarn your
Then there was a thump and sloshy stamping
on the steps. and in comes Eben and the widder
I had one of them Iong-haired foreign cats once
that British skipper gave me. Twas a yeller
and black and it fell overheard. When we
1shed it out IL looked Just like the Kelly woman
we couldn't help it. But the prophet didn't laugh:
he only kept on srinning.
Emma looked once around the room ard her eyes.
IS well as YOU could EN- through snarl Of
dripping hair and hat-trinming, fairly snapped.
Then she up the stairs three steps a time.
Eben didn't say word. He just stood there and
eaked. Leaked and smiled. Yes sir his face. over
he mess that had been that rainbow necktie had
he funniest look of idiotic joy on # that ever ]
See In minute everybody else shut up. we
idn't know what to make of it.
Twas Beriah that spoke first
Hell hel he!" he chuckled He. he. he, Wasn't
kind OF wet coming through the woods Mr.. Cobba
What does Mrs. Kelly think OF the day her beau
licked out to go 10 camp meeting IMP
Then Ezben came out of his trance
''Beriah," says he, holding dripping nipper
shake
But Beriah didn't shake. Just stood still
1--WE got a s'prise for you shpmate' goes on
.ben. Who did you say that lady was?'
Beriah didn't answer I begun to think that
ONE OF the wet had soaked through the assistant
rophets skull and had give him water on the
rain.
chem. wall that amt her name Her and me
topped at the Baptist parsonage over 10 East
Iarniss when the way home and got
larried- She's Mis- Cobb now he says
Well the queerest part of it that twas the
ad weather really what brought things to a
cad so sudden Eben hadn't spunked up anywhere
llgh enough courage to propose, but they stopped
t Ostable so long. waiting for the rain let up.
hat twas after dark when they was half way
ONE. Then Ennma-oh. she slick ouei-