The Yale expositor., 1909-02-26


and still raining. Eureka hadn't turned
kitchen and there l see a sight.
In the rocking chair by the kitchen
stove was Washy Sparrow, sprawled
out fast asleep. His feet was on the
hearth of the stove, piece of pie
crust was on the floor by his hand, his
head was tipped back and his mouth
wide open. And his face-oh, say! 1t
was perfect peace and comfort.
The critter, so IL turned out after
wards, had hunted around In the night
| till he found cellar window unlocked.
Then he'd crawled in and tip-toed up
to the kitchen.
l went upstairs again and routed out
the Heavenlies. | wanted em to see
the show. We stood in the door and
looked at 1t. Just then Eureka come
along.
my soul and body" she sings out.
Her dad heard her and woke up.
First he just opened his eyes and
stretched. Then he set up straight
and turned round. He turned pale.
well pa" says Eureka, sharp.
what sort of doings is this? What do
you mean?"
Sparrow stared at her; then at us.
He started to speak. Then he hap
pened to notice my fist; and he never
said a word.
1.-The ideal" says Eureka. After al.
I've done to cure you. Roasting in
this hot kitchen and eating-is that
apple-pie crust by your hand?"
She stepped across and opened the
pantry door.
MY sakes alive!" she says. Il
swan to man IL he amt ate everything
in the buttery!"
I'll" stammers Washy, wild like.
I'll didn't mean to, but l was
starved and-and half drownded,
and"
"Pie!" says Eureka. We'll, never!
Now we're in nice mess; and all to
do over again"
I'm all right now anyway" says
Washy. Il amt coughing none and
the grub don't distress me mite. Not
half so much as that cussed blue
milk"
"All to do over" says Eureka. and
| don't know as we'll ever cure you
now. Get out door this minute. And
you mustn't eat thing, not even milk,
| for three or four days. Open that out
side door, please, Mr.. Pratt"
l opened the door. The rain come
beating in, with the wind back of it.
1t hit Washy like cold wave.
I'm all right, tell you!" he yelled.
! 81 feel fine. Better'n ever was, dom
knows l amt"
Are you sure, pa?"
Sure? Course I'm sure. Don't
know? I'm all cured"
well, that's mercy" Eureka says.
81 knew twas the right receipts, but
/ didn't think they'd work so quick.
Mr.. Van Brunt, pas cured. He'll take
that Job at the hotel this very day !;
| just as soon as II clears up little"
The Heavenlies shouted and so did
/. The cured man looked tolerable un-
easy. He choked up and begun to
sputter.
Course you mustn't go IL you amt
real well and cured for good, pa" says
his daughter. Maybe you'd better
try the Toulouse and the milk spell
longer"
The door was still open. And the
wind and rain was driving in. Washy
swallowed, and answered slow:
'I'll-Ill co." he says. But I'll have
to work sort of easy first along, SOS
"Oh, no! you must work real hard,
SOS to get the exercise, or you'll have
a relapse. Mr. Pratt, you'll tell Mr..
Brown to see that pa works the way
he'd ought to, won't your"
l nodded. Hell work." says l, de.
cided.
At ten o'clock twas clear and
rowed the ex-consumptive dyspeptic
over to the main and led him up to the
hotel. / give him some advice as
went along.
That afternoon the Twins did moth.
ing but tell Eureka that she was a
wonder.
YES" says she, Il callate he's
cured, at least for spell. Anyhow
that Everybody works but father
song don't fit our family no more"