Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-09-03

UUt OIleE6Sl Oh Ill fIE0y LOCKED 1OIO
Number Six Of Mccormick Building.
where David was confined to his cot.
Always there was laughter in Num-
Six, merry testing, ready repartee.
1t became the mecca of those. who.
moro asslduously than they
chased the cure, sought after laughter
and JOY. In the parlors the guests
played cards, but in Number Six, de-
ferring silently to David's calling, they
and fought desperate battles over the
boards, But sometimes they fingered
the dice and the checkers Idly, leaning
back In their chairs, and talked of
temperatures, and hypodermics. and
doctors, and war, and ghosts.
II know this happened" said the
big Canadian one night. "It was in
w homo and Il vas there. So
I can swear to every word of it. We
came out from Scotland, and took up
a big homestead in Saskatchewan. Wc
ing in 1t before it was half done. Eve
nings, the men came In from the
ranches around, and we sal by the
fire in the kitchen and smoked and
told stories. J oined On to the kitchen
there was a shed, which vas intended
for q summer kitchen. But just then
we had half a dozen cots in it, and
I1lC lt1AO6 6lcDL LIlcGE. III VIE ulE III OllS
OF the boys~said he had a headache,
and to escape the smoke in the kitch-
en- which was toe thick to. breathe,
he went into the shed and lay down
on a cot. 1t was still unfinished, the
shed was, and there were three or
four wide, boards laid across the raf-
tiers at the top to keep them from
warping in the damp. Badly lay on
his back and stared up Aat the roof.
all saw him; there wa door be-
tween the rooms. He leaped OFF and
dashed through the kitchen.
What's the matter? we asked
him.
LET me alone, I want to get out
Of here he said. and shot through
the door.
I'VE caught just one glimpse Of his
face. 1t was ashen. We went on
smoking. He's a crazy Frenchman,'
we, said, and let 1t go. But my
brother was out in the barn and he
corralled him going by,
81 am going to die, Dom, he said.
I was lying OF the bed, looking up at
the rafters, and I saw the men come
in and take the big white board apd
make it into a coffin for me. 1 am
going home, I want to be with my
folks .q&
Don came in scared stiff. and told
us, and we said Pooh, pooh and went
on smoking. But about eIeven O'Clock
a couple of fellows rom another
ranch came over and said their boss
had died that afternoon and they
could not find the right sized boards
for the coffin. They wanted q good
straight M about SIX feet xix by
fourteen inches. We looked IN the
barns n the sheds. ana could not
went into the iass les xasa, where aasa there rs
were some loose boards In thercorner,
but they wouldn't do.
Say said one Of them. 'hhow
about that white board up there In
the rafters? About right, nuhE
I'VE pulled It down, and It was just
the size. They were tickled to get It
for they hated to drive twelve miles
to town through EnoMdrifts over tbeii
heads. no
" That's the big white board that
Badly saw said Don suddenly. Yes
by George! We sent for Badly that
night to make surs. and it was just
what he had seen, gand ths very mel
that came for the board. Badly wal
mighty glad he wasn't the corpse"
Mercy" said Carol. tWltching. hel
shoulders. Are you sure II u trte?'
/ . .e9'g Sav truth; 80 ! Ta: rIrht sasr'
II know one that beats that said
the 6cotchmans promptly They have
q sAyin' over In my co~untry.sSthat II
YOU heye dream, Or vision. OF tIner
comm toward you scarSytn'$a coffin
you- viii be IN coffin inside ofathret
days. One night nstkh6or . mine
next farm, w9a comm hons iete
pipsd % usuat . q: y e.r,s 5is,