Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1913-08-28

outlying ridge of Cannon Hill, passed
Captain Mayos big house-the finest
In Trumet, with the exception OF the /
Daniels mansion-and descended into
the hollow beyond. Here, at the cor
ner where the Lighthouse Lane" be-
gins its winding way over the rolling
knobs and dunes to the light and the
fish shanties on the ocean side" stood
the plain. neutrality-suspicious. meet
ing house Of the Regular society. Di-
rectly opposite was the little parson-
age, also very straight up and down.
Both were painted white with green |
blinds. This statement Is superfluous |
to those who remember Cape architec-
ture at this period; practically every |
building from Sandwich to Province
town was white and green.
They entered the yard, through the
gap in the white fence, and went
around the house. past the dripping
evergreens and the bare, wet lilac
bushes. to the side door. the lock Of
which Keziah's key fitted. There was
lock on the front door, of course.
but no one thought of meddling with
that. That door had been opened but
once during the late pastors thirty
year tenantry. On the occasion of his
funeral the mourners came and went.
Mrs. Coffin thrust the key into the
keyhole of the side door and essayed
TO turn 1t.
"Humph!" she muttered. twisting to
no purpose; Il don't see why This
must be the right key, because
Well, | declare. II 1t amt unlocked
already! That's some of Cap'n Ell
kanah's doin's. For critter as fussy
and particular about some things, he's
careless enough about others. Mercy
We amt had any tramps around here
lately. Come in"
, She led the way into the dining
,, room of the parsonage. Two Of the
blinds shading the windows Of that
apartment had been opened when she
and Captain Daniels made their visit,
-, and the dim gray light made the room
more lonesome and forsaken in appear
ance than a deeper gloom could pos
sibly have done. The black walnut
-, extension table in the center, closed to
- its smallest dimensions because Par
son Langley had eaten alone for so
- many FfdlFt lut Dldth W dllul tbdli .
" set back against the wall at regular
y. intervals; the rug carpet and braided
mats-homemade donations from the
-, ladies of the parish-on the green
y. painted floor; the dolorous pictures on
the walls; Death OF Washington,
"Stoning Of Stephen" and a still more
deadly fruit piece" committed in oils
years ago by a now deceased boat
II painter The blinds and window be
ing opened. more light entered the
~ room Grace glanced about 1t curl
~ ously.
~ so this is going to be your new
home now. Aunt Kezah." she OBJ
~ served How queer that seems"
*, "Um-h'm. Does seem queer don't
IT. Must seem queer to you TO be sc
", near the headquarters of everything
ID your uncle thinks is wicked. Smell OF
birthstone any, does IT." she asked
with a smile.
She threw open another door. A
gu room gloomy with black walnut and
ISL fragrant with camphor was dimly Wis
ns ible
ne "Cheerful's tomb. amt IT." wal
Dr. Mrs. Collins comment We'll. we'll ge
er' some light and air in here prett!
IN soon. Here's the front hall and there
ID. the front stairs The parlor's of Il
the left We won't bother with tina
en- yet while. This little place in her
IL is what Mr.. Langley used 10 call hi
ie' study Halloa how this door sticks!
gu The door did stick, and no amour
OF Juggling could get It open. thougl
ne Grace added her efforts to those OF he
ziah.
"'Tain't locked" commented MI
an Coffin. "cause there amt any lock O
ar II. | guess It's lust swelled and stuc
u from the damp. Though it's odd.
al don't remember Oh. well! neve
mind. Let's sweeten up this settiI
no room a little Open q window or tw
&C. want to do anything before 1t get
ne dark. I'm goin' into the kitchen to &c
broom"
She hurried out, returning in a M
u ment or two with a broom and a mos
s4 Disguised expression.
"How's body goin to sweep wit
"A that" she demanded. exhibiting III
ri frayed utensil. the business end {
Nj which was worn to a stub. More lis
VI a shovel. enough sight. Well. there
pretty nigh dust enough for shove
81 so maybe this'll take off the top la
n ers. S'pose I'll ever get this house
for Mr. Ellery to live in before
II comes? l wonder II he's a particull
II man.
Grace, who was struggling with a r
,I fractory window. paused for breath.
\ I'm sure | don't know" she r
M piled. i've never seen him"
m Nor | either Sol was so bad II
AA Sunday he preached that | couldn't [
w to meetin' They say his sermon w
N fine: all about those who go down
Y the sea In ships. That's what got Il
parish committee. | guess; they're {
old salts. wonder If he's as fineloo
y In as they say?"
= Miss Van Horne tossed her hea
. She was resting. prior to making a
a a.