Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1909-03-20

Next morning I got up early and
come downstairs. Twas blowing hard
and still raining Eureka hadn't turned
out yet. I opened the door of the
| kitchen and there see 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, a 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, sayI 1t
| was perfect peace and comfort
The critter, so it turned out after
wards, had hunted around in the night
till he found a cellar window unlocked
Then he'd crawled in and tip-toed up
to the kitchen.
went upstairs again and routed out
the Heavenlies. 1 wanted 'em to see
the show. We stood in the door and
looked at it. 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.
We'll, pal" says Eureka, sharp,
what sort of doings is this? What do
you mean?'
Sparrow stared at her; then at u.s.
He started to speak. Then he hap
pened to notice my fist; and he never
said a word.
1.-The ideal" says Eureka. after all
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 alivei" she says. 81
swan to man if he amt ate everything
in the buttery!"
Il" stammers Washy, wild like.
I'll didn't mean to, but 1 was
starved and-and half drownded.
and
"Pie!" says Eureka. well, / 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
1 don't know as we'll ever cure you
now. Get out door this minute. And
you mustn't eat a thing, not even milk,
for three or four days. Open that out
side door, please. Mr.. Pratt"
1 opened the door. The rain come
beating in, with the wind back of it.
1t hit Washy like a cold wave.
I'm all right, tell you'll" he yelled.
ct feel fine. Better'n ever I was, don't
knows l amt
Are you sure, pap
Sure? Course I'm sure. Don't 1
know? I'm all cured"
We'll, that's a mercy" Eureka says.
Il knew twas the right receipts, but
1 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 it clears up a. little"
The Heavenlies shouted and so did
/. The cured man looked to1erable I'M
easy. He choked up and begun to
sputter.
Course you mustn't go if you amt
real we'll and cured for good, pa says
his daughter. Maybe you'd better
try the Toulouse and the milk a spell
longer"
The door was still open. And the
wind and rain was driving in. Washy
swallowed, and answered slow:
'I'Il-Il1 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"
1 nodded. He'll work. says 1, 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. I give him some advice as l
went along.
That afternoon the Twins did moth
ing but tell Eureka that she was a
wonder.
Yes says she, 81 caFlate he's
cured, at least for a spell. Anyhow,
that Everybody works but father
song don't fit our family no more