The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1914-01-29

lowed by an elderly person IN q re,
cardigan jacket and overalls.
Take the fust turnin' to the left
marm." he said. pointing. ITS prett,
nigh 70 East Trumet town hall. Fus
house this side Of the blacksmith shop
about two mile. I'D say. Windy day
for drivin'. amt IT. That horse o,
yours belongs In Bayport, I cariate
Looks to me like Hello. Baileyr'
Hello. Joshr' grunted Mr.. Bangs
adding an explanatory aside to the ef
feet that he knew Josh Atwood. tho
latter having once lived In Rapport.
But, say" he asked as they moved
on once more. have we got 70 20 tc
East Trumet7 Jerushyl That's the
place where the wind comes from
They raise II over there. Anyhow.
they don't raise much else. Whose
house you goin' tor"
He had asked the same question al
least ten times since leaving home, and
each time Miss Dawes had evaded Il.
She did so now. saying that she was
sure she should know the house when
they got to II.
The two miles TO East Trumet were
worse than the twelve which they had
come. The wind fairly shrieked here.
for the rfid paralIeled the edge OF
high sand BLUFFS close by the shore,
and the ruts and thank -you-marms"
were trying to the temper. Bailey's
was completely wrecked.
Teacher" he snapped as they reach
ed the crest Of long hill and a quick
grab at his hat alone prevented its
starting on n balloon ascension, get
out spell, will you? I've got to swear
or bust. and longs you're aboard I
can't swear. What you standin' still
for. you?" he beloved at poor Henry.
tho horse, which had stopped to rest.
II carlate the critter thinks that last
cyclone must have bowed me sky
high. and he's waitin' to see where
light. Git dap
II guess ] shall get out very soon
now" painted Phoebe. There's the
blacksmith shop over there near the
next hill. and this house In the hollow
must be the one I'm looking for"
They pulled up beside the house IN
the hollow. A little story and a half
house II was. and. Judging by the neg.
lected appearance OF the weeds and
bushes in the yard. II had been unoc.
cupied for some time. However. the
blinds were now open. and a few
fowls about the back door seemed TO
promise that some one was living there
The wooden letter box by the gate had
a name stenciled upon ii. Miss Dawes
sprang from the buggy and looked at
the boz.
Yes" she said. this is the place.
VIII you come In. Mr.. Bangs? You
can put your horse In that barn. I'm
sure. IL you want to-"
But Bailey declined TO 20 in. He
declared he was going on to the black
smiths shop to have that wheel fXed
He would not feel safe to start for
home with il as II was. He drove on
and Miss Dawes. knowing from life.
long experience that front doors are
merely for show. passed around the
main body Of the house and raped on
the door In the ell. The rap was not
answered. though she could hear some
one moving about within and a shrill
voice singing The Sweet By and By"
so she raped again and again. but
IT'LL no one came to the door. At last |
The ventured to open II.
A thin woman with her head tied up
n a colored cotton handkerchief was
n the room vigorously welding a
broom. She was singing In a high |
'racked voice. The opening of the
loor let In a gust Of cold wind. which
truck the singer in the back of the
leck and caused her to turn around
hastily.
Hey" she exclaimed land sakes.
lou scare body to death. Shut that
loor quick! amt hankerin' for in
luenzy. Who are you? What do you
want? Why didn't you knock? Where's
ny specs:"
She took pair Of spectacles from
he mantelshelf and set them on the
ridge Of her thin nose.
IL beg pardon for coming i'm shout
d Phoebe. You are Mrs. Beasley.
rent your
II don't want none" replied Debby.
Nth emphasis. so there's no use
our wastin' your breath"
After some strenuous minutes the
isitO managed to make II clear TO
frs. Beasley's mind that she was not
peddler. She tried to add a word Of
nrther explanation. but 1t was effort
Iasted.
"Tain't no user' snapped Debby.
l can't hear you. you speak so faint.
Vait tilt l get my horn. It's In the
ettin' room"
Phoebe's wonder as TO what the
horn" might be was relieved by the
'idow's appearance a moment later
18th the biggest ear trumpet her caller
ad ever seen.
There, noww she said, adjusting
lie instrument and thrusting the bell
laped end under the teachers nose.
Talk into that. II you amt peddler.
hat be you-sewin' machine agentr
Phoebe explained that she had come
me distance on purpose TO see Mrs