Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-01-10
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the rear seat, and getting up beside her when
the Doc said:
mo, Zachariah Clytemnestra requires the sup
porting arm of father. AS we journey onward she
will permit her head to rest the breast of the
author of her being and be lued gently into that
land of pleasant dreams which opens only to the
innocent and pure of heart
She smiled in the appealing way she had and
nestled down in his
Our driver didn't seem to need any orders AS
soon as wee got ready the team started and Plum
vile began to slide back among the things hate to
talk about. The Doc made few passes over Clyties
face, and she closed her eyes, looking sweet
baby.
Before we'd gone far noticed flash of lightning
away over in the west, and pretty soon there was a
low rumble of thunder. The driver didn't seem to
mind it. but sat there looking straight ahead and
letting his team trot along The next flash was
palmer and the thunder got louder. l mentioned
that it looked though there going to be
storm but the man beside me never made
or a sound and turned to the Doc, who put finger
on his lips and shook his head
HAD noticed when we started that the drivers
collar turned up and he had his hat pulled
down his eyes. He was leaning back kind of stiff
the seat too and didn't pay any attention to the
horses, merely letting them go ahead they pleased
Pretty soon when there another flash of lightning,
caught glimpse of his and part of one cheek
There didn't seem to be much nose left, and the
cheek was hollow | felt something like chunk of
liver sliding down my back, and there wasn't any
special reason why should snuggle up to him let
him have all of the seat that could possibly spare
wondering What would happen IL jumped OH ana
ran. l didn't like the looks of things little bit,
and wishing the Docs other manager had stuck
to him, when l heard Clyte give long, trembling
sigh That braced me up, and l thought I'd stay
with the game till found whether she in it
because she wanted to be not, anyway.
We must have gone five or six miles before the
storm caught up with us, and l was beginning to
feel quite easy about the silent chap beside me. l
was even doing bit, when clap of thunder right
over us woke up 1t had got light enough by
that time in spite of the clouds, for me to that
what little of the drivers face wasn't covered looked
pretty dead. But | didn't much, SO long as l
didn't have to touch him; for it morning, and
I've never heard of ghost yet that I'd be afraid to
meet as man to man in the daylight.
We getting into the edge of another town.
There was a railroad track not far ahead of u.s. and
little depot at the side of the road.
We shall get out at the station, the Doc said;
and wee just got under the roof of it when the rain
began to come down hard The spook didn't stay
a minute after we had landed He drove off through
the storm without saying word or turning his head,
and him again. Afterward l found out
that the Doc had supply of stage paints. and may
be that he fixed the old man up so he wouldn't have
to explain things if any of his friends happened to
see him taking us out of Plumvie. l don't know
how the wizard managed to get the baggage; but he
had it all there in two big satchels and we sat down
in the depot to wait for train; Clytie slipping
some other clothes over her white she