The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1916-06-29
CHAPTER XXI.
The Blessed Rain.

trace OF Sandry, OF Siletz and OF Miss
Ordway.
His face was ghastly, for love tore
at his heart with double force.
Ma Daily had not seen him for two
days and when she met him she said
stralghtly:
"S1etz went into tn fire. son, after
Sandry. That was hours ago. An
tn Jezebel woman went, too"
That was the hardest knock OF the
big mans life and he came near not
taking It standing. He staggered as
from a blow and looked away to the
inferno they had left at the north
the great dun canopy that covered the
sky
Then he started on a wavering run
among the men. calling for volunteers,
shrieking hoarsely that two women
we're lost up there and that he was 60
ing after them. AS he ran, looking
up, something fell from the hidden
heavens and splashed upon his face.
II stopped him in his tracks. Then
another fell and another, big, plash-
ing drops that struck him like stones
in their portent They thickened
swiftly beating up the light ashes In
tiny puffs, and from the gathered men,
busy with roll-call and accounting,
there came first astounded exclama-
tions and then, as the drops gathered
headway, a mighty cheer that rent the
covered skies. even as a heavy clap OF
thunder shook the hills.
"The rainsl" they cried. "the rains!
The first rains!"
And It was even so. Nature took
a hand and sent Destiny skulking
from the havoc OF her carnival. The
plashings turned to downp0ur.
Among the mountains the effect was
indescrIbable. The thing that tookplace
was too big for man to grasp. II was
greater than the fires had been alone.
Long sheets Of water fell athwart
the world, slanting from some tilted
sea OF the infinite. They dashed in
among the canyons, played along the
ridges, lashed slope and ledge and val
ley. The smoke was beaten TO the
earth In a blanket that spread over a
hundred miles and more. 1t writhed
and twisted and was lost in the clouds
OF steam that fed, Kissing, high above
the hills. The gods played with the
Coast country. Daily turned his face
away from any man and the general
went to the little south room in the
cook.shack for unaccustomed prayer.
The world turned blue with rain as
It had been white with smoke.
And the pygmies, men, who had
fought so long and failed, tossed their
blackened hands in triumph and shout.
ed with the last of their voices.
For an hour. two. It rained, until
the black spikes on the devasted
slopes we're blotted out.
ITS mighty unusual. rains hard's
thls-specially the first rains" said q
man from Toledo, earnestly. Don't
ever remember ones hard. D'you,
BilH" And Bill didn't.
Presently, in the second hour Of the
downpour, a strange procession loomed
out OF the gray.bue sheets, startling
the men who we're out in 1t, too glad
to shirk its worst, standing like ducks
in the ashmud.
It was the long shining body Of a
giant dog. still tugging at the reins
tied TO his collar, a dripping black
horse, tired to the point of falling, and
woman who sat fastened to the can.
tie with strips of broadcloath, and
whose face was not good to look upon.
II bore upon its features the brand OF
too much horror.
They hocked around her with cheers
and eager hands, and questions that
tumbled over each other But John
Daily thrust them all aside to seize
her wrist and demand word Of Sandry
and Siletz.
They're up behind - the Hog
Back" she shuddered as she spoke
that name. I'VE found Hampden-set.
ting he-fres-with candles"
Here there we're awed mutterings.
"He-shot that-Preacher. He said
the East Belt deed-was recorded
all rlght-but that-he owned-the
recorder
She seemed duly bent on straight
ening out some tangle. "Sandry is-a
man-despite all. Get Hampden-ii
he's alive No. don't mean-that
He-sent me down. The horse was
near done" AS she slid down into
Dailys arms she said with her last
ounce Of strength but with such com
manding spirit that he knew she was
in deadly earnest. Get me-a convey
ance-at once. want to be in Toledo
for the-night train-out."
Thus It came, that, as night closed
down blue with rain over the tortured
country, two things Of import to the
| fortunes of the Dillingworth and it'
owner we're taking place. Poppy Ord