The Yale expositor., 1913-12-11

at night by the squealing OF his pig
had lighted lantern and, gun in hand
fastened to the pen with the thought
that some wild creature of the noun
tains had descended in search OF fresh
meat, only to find the sty empty and
no trace of the missing porker, yet
a moment later he was sure he heard
faint squeal from far up in the air
From another place came the news
that a belated traveller had heard a
raucous cry from above and In a |
great fright threw himself behind a
rock, from which, a, moment AFTER
wards, he heard through the dark
ness the whistle OF powerful wings |
But so unsatisfactory were the differ
ent rumors, so vague, and emanating
| from so many different quarters that
| the awaiting ones soon began to ac-
cord them but little credence, little
! later ceasing to place any confidence
in them whatever. Then after several
of the aviators had actually departed
! in disgust there came a seething mes
sage from Dentonville, two hundred
miles to the westward, so full OF hor-
rible details that none who read even
the expurgated report OF the papers
could doubt but that the Flying Man
had again been located and had once
more shed human blood, this time
with a fiendishness OF which he had
heretofore been only suspected as be-
| ing capable. The victim this time was
a middle-aged negro woman who lived
| with her husband in lonely place
two miles beyond the town, the prin-
cipal narrator being the negro him
self a rather simple minded and
peaceable man OF good repute. who
made his living by doing odd jobs in
his vicinity. His report OF the occur
renee as taken in shorthand by
newspaper reporter and after having
been expurgated. read as follows:
II done lef' de house early in de
mawnin' TO to done some wuk 10
Mistah Lewis, who am buildin'
fence ovah on his place erbout two
mile away. l done got finish at foah
} erclock and starts TO- home. When
| gets up clus to de house | done no.
! tice dar's something dat ain jes'
right. TO dar amt no noise inside.
} Alters when I comes home befo' |
can heah dat woman o. mine err meek
r in er racket, a singin' or whistlin' er
: slammin' dem dishes erbout lax she
!. were gwine bust 'em up, but dis time
j IL am so still l could heah my haht
8 er beatin' lax a drum. | STAINS dar
I for er minnit a-wonderin' what am
r de trubbil, an den l tries de do. II
8 am locked. Den I tries de back do
: an dat am fasten' too. tries to
: peek in de windows, but de curtains
/ am down an / begins to get suspi
O cious, tho I amt nevah seen nc
d tracks OF any other man aroun ma
o place since we been married. But
& is gettin' mad all ovah an | poun's
II on de do and l says, Woman, 20
g. open dat do or Use gwine bust 1t II
& wifi a rock At dat j heahs little
/, SCUM inside an picks up big stone
n an smashed de lock an den | steps
n. inside quick. oh, Cord, what er sight
h Dere a-settin' on de kitchin' tabl
'e all hump up, war de debbil hissel
i'd wifi his wings folden ovah his hail
1t an his chin a-hangin' down an
lie winkin' an blinkin' at me wifi eye
Of as big as ma fis', an dar on de fo-
Lawd, folks, can't tole yo' what
ne sees. / jes' screech out a screec
o. an flies to de barn an locks mysel
st inside an grabs de pitchfawk al
Is peeps out er crack. Well, pretty 500
ne out comes dat ole debbil, still a-blinl
h. in an looks eroun', but he doan' Sc
m. muffin an so he flaps his wings la
ts er rooster an tries to fly. But h
ed can't get often de groun', an bimeb
yn he climbs up on de fence an mex
ed a little hop an dis time of he goe
ey poundin' up In de air slow an heav
,ir lax a turkey buzzard. l waits unit
rs he am mos out er sight an den
as goes a-shoutin' TO help. So help m
,st Lawd, dis am de truf ef ! done g
%, hanged To- tellin' It."
tie The confederation OF his story
en- the whites who had hurried to II
ais scene in response to his shutters
,se story had convinced all OF the entil
,ss truthfulness OF the narrative. and Il
zee wires had Immediately spread Il
nd Rrewsome news far and wide. Ext
CO. editions of the local press were upc
ed the streets almost before the tel
oh graph key had ceased clicking, ar
ng again a nameless horror and unspea
or able rage filled the hearts OF all WI
res read. For although the papers 81
to pressed the most grewsome OF u
in details, enough remained to nal
ew even the stoutest-hearted of tho
me who read the story through shudde
ere Upon the field the aviators were 81
cd, ing their machines a last test wi
lex nervous haste, working silently, nerC
loi- ly, horror and hatred stamped deep
-tz- upon their faces. Doris, rushii
me bareheaded across the block viii
cen separated the Fulton home from {
a little park where the airships restt
Ike, thrust a small package into Nortl
the hand just as he mounted his seat.
vas II Just heard the awful news a
use knew you would start immediate
vas and without waiting for anything.
hat I fuat picked up the first things