Tensas gazette., 1914-11-06
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- AUTHOR Q"THE STORY OF SARAH IHE
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burst into a guffaw OF laughter, ana
Abe. not even conscious that he had
betrayed a sacred confidence, sput'
tered and laughed with the rest.
Samuel had half a mind to return
tomorrow, lest to spite EN-" Lets
see, how many days Of this plagued
week were left? Six. Six whole
twenty-four hours away from Blossy
and his snug, warm, comfortable nest.
She wasn't used to keepin' house by
herself, neither. Would she remem-
Der to wind the clock on Thursday.
and feed the canary. and water the
abutilon and begonias reg'lar?
Grimly Samuel took up offense No.
8. Abraham had further told the men
that he had been brought over here
for a hardening process; but he was
willing to bet that II Samuel could
keep up with him, he could keep up
with Samuel.
Then followed offense on offense.
Was Samuel to be outdone on his own
one-time field of action by an old
ladies' darling? No!
When Abe sat for q half-hour in the
lookout, up In the freezing. cold Gu
pola, and did duty lest to be smart. "
Samuel sat there on top Of his own
feet, too.
When Abe helped drag out the ap-
paratus cart over the heavy sands for
the drill, Samuel helped, too. And
how tugging at that rope brought back
his lumbago!
When Abe rode in the breeches.
buoy, Samuel insisted on playing the
sole survivor of q shipwreck. too. and
went climbing stifny and lumberingly
up the practise mast
Abraham refused to take nap after
dinner; 90 did Samuel. Abe went
down to the outdoor carpenter shop In
the grove and planed q board just for
the love Of exertion. Samuel planed
two boards and drove q nail.
We've got two schoolboys with
u.s." said the keeper and the crew.
"Ef I'd a-knowed that yew had more
lives n my Maltese cat" Samuel was
muttering over Abe by this time.
I'd"
Count, count went Captain Darby's
fingers. He heard the keeper rafting
papers in the ONCE just across the
threshold. heard him say he was about
to turn in, and guessed Samuel had
better do likewise; but Samuel kept
on counting.
Count, count. went the arraignins
fingers. Gradually he grew drowsy
but still he went over and over poor
Abe's offenses. counting on until Of q
sudden he realized that he was nc
longer numbering the eins Of his com
panion; he was measuring in minutes
the time he must spend away from
Blossy and Twin Coves, and the be
gonias and the canary and the cat
What would Blossy say II she could
feel the temperature Of the room IN
which he was supposed to sleep,
What would Blossy say II she knew
how his back ached? Whatever would
Blossy do to Abe Rose II she could sus
pect how he had tuckered out her 'old
mani"
He's q reg1ar hoss." brooded Sam
uel. "Oh, my feet!" grabbing at hia
right boot. "I1l bet yer all ! got it'l
them air chilblaine. That's what" hs
added. unconsciously speaking aloud
Abe's lids slowly lifted. He rubbed
his eyes and yawned. He turned hi
head on his hard. blue gingham-cov
cred pillow. and stared sleepily at the
other.
"Yew been noddin'. Sam1? AIM
gittin' sleepy already. are yer7" HI
glanced at the clock. why, it's onl,
! half-past nine. Say, what's the mattel
with me an yew goin' west ter NEE
No. s? Leetle breath o. fresh airl
make US sleep splendid"
He started up from the couch, bu
dropped back. too heavy with Veari
ness to carry on his bravado. Samuel
however. not noticing the discrepanc!
between speech and action. was al
ready at the door leading upstairs.
"Yew don't drag me out O. this sta
ton ternight. Abe Rose. Yew're I
reg'lar hoss; that's what yew be. 4
reg'lar hoss! A rtg'lar-a reg'lar-
He flung open DE door and wen
trudging as fast a. his smarting fee
could carry him up the steep and nal
row steps. wherein the passing O
other feet for many years had worl
little hollows on either side.
Abraham nmped from the couch Il
the door himself. and called after him
"Saml. don't yew want tew slee]
BY the hre? Yew seem q leetle softe
than be. Let me come upstairs"
There was no answer beyond tn
vicious slamming of Samuel's boot
upon the floor above.
Abe raised his voice again, and no,
came in answer a roar Of wrath fror
the cot next to Samuel's.
! Go to bed!" shouted No. 6. a burly
red-headed Irishman. Go to bed Wi
ye! TIL young folks do be nadin'
little schlape!"
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