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Mr. Solomon Pratt began comical nar
ration of story, introducing well-to-do
Nathan Scudder of his town, and Edward
Van Brunt and Martin Hartley, two rich
New Yorkers seeking rest. Because of
latter pair’s lavish expenditure of money.
Pratt’s first impression was connected
with lunatics. The arrival of James
Hopper. Van Brunt’s valet, gave Pratt
j the desired information about the New
Yorkers. They wished to live what they
termed "The Natural Life." Van Brunt.
It was learned, was the successful suitor
for the hand of Miss Agne-s Page, who
pave Hartley up. "The Heavenlies” hear
h long story of the domestic woes of
Mrs. Hannah Jane Purvis, their cook and
maid of all wort:. Decide to let her go
, and engage Sol. Pratt as chef. Twins
agree to leave Nate Sctidder’s abode and
[ begin unavailing search for another
domicile Adventure at Fourth of July
celebration at Eastwich. Hartley rescued
a boy. known as "Reddy.” from under a
horse’s feet and the urchin proved to be
! one of Miss Page’s charges, whom she
had taken to the country for an outing.
Miss Page and Hartley were separated
during a fierce storm, which followed the
picnic. Out sailing later. Van Brunt.
Pratt and Hopper were wrecked in a
squall. Pratt landed safely and a search
for the other two revealed an island upon
which they were found. Van Brunt rent
ed it from Scudder and called it Ozone
island. They lived on the island and
; Owner Scudder brought ridiculous pres
ents as a token of gratitude. Innocently.
Hartley and Hopper in search for clams
robbed a private "quabaugh.” Late at
night their island home was disturbed by
wild yells. Hopper was found in a fright
at what he supposed was a ghost and he
immediately tendered his resignation. In
charge of a company of New York poor
children Miss Talford and Miss Page vis
ited Ozone island.
“I’ll go you,” says Martin, shucking
his jacket. “Sol, what do I do next?”
I showed him. I started ’em even
on cucumber beds. They hoed like
they went by steam. You never see
such ambitious farmers in your life as
they was—just then.
“Kind of hard work, ain't it?" says
I. watching their front hair get damp
and stick to their foreheads.
“Work?” says Van. "This is recrea
"All right," I says. “Heave ahead
and recreate. I’ve got to work, my
So I went in and swept out the din
ing room. Once in a while, through
the open window, I’d get a sight of ’em
laying into the cucumber beds, with
the sun blazing down. I grinned.
When the boot’s been on one leg too
long it’s kind of nice to see somebody
else's corns get pinched.
When they come in to dinner they
was just slopping over with joy. Gar
dening was more fun than a barrel of
monkeys. But I noticed that when
Van got up from the table he riz kind
of "steady by jerks” as if he had kinks
in his back, and Martin moved his
shoulders slow and easy and said
“Ouch!” under his breath when he
reached too far.
They didn't-seem to be in any real
'irry to get back to work, either,
i Played on the porch, and smoked two
cigars instead of one. 1 had to chuck
out a hint about getting them seeds
covered up quick afore they'd leave
their chairs. Then they went, and I
could see the hoes moving; but they
They turned in right .after supper,
which was unusual. Next morning I
didn’t hear a word about gardens. The
conversation was pretty limited and
doleful, being separated with grunts
and groans, so to epeak. When Van
Brunt dropped his i apkin he hollered
to me to come an pick it up, and
Hartley fed with h.s left hand and
kept the right in his jacket side pock
et. They didn't setni to enjoy that
meal half so much as I did.
“Well," says I. to brighten things
up; “I caHate then cucumbers is
ready to cat, pretty nigh, by this time.
Started on your corn, >et? No? Well,
you mustn't lose no time. It's late in
the season now. Come along with me
and I'll get you going."
I headed for the door as I spoke.
They looked at each other again.
"It’s pretty cloudy for planting, isn’t
it?" asks Hartley. "We might be
caught in the rain, you know."
"Rain your granny!" says I. "Them
clouds is nothing but heat fog. It'll
burn right off."
"Wait till we finish our cigars, skip
per," says Van.
“No,” says I. "You can smoke and
plant at the same time. Smoke ’ll
drive away the mosquitoes."
They got up then and followed me
out. The hoes was laying by the beds
and I handed 'em one apiece. They
took 'em, not with what you'd call en
thusiasm, but more the way the boy
took the licking—believing ’twas more
blessed to give than to receive. The
cucumber beds was begun beautiful,
the first hills rounded up fine and
lovely. Hut the tail-end ones looked
like the pauper section of the burying
ground, more useful than ornamental.
I showed 'em how to plant the corn
and went away, leaving 'em leaning: on
their hoes, with a kind of halo of
mosquitoes around their heads. My
talk aMut smoke was more or less
sarcastic: the mosquitoes on Horse
foot Ozone was smoke-cured and fire
I got the breakfast work done about
ten o'clock and then twas time to go
after the pig and the hens. I took the
skiff oars out of the bam and then
walked around by the gardens to see
how things was getting on. There laid
the hoes by the place where the corn
hills was intended to be. but there
wa'n't any corn-hills nor any Heavenly
gardeners either; not a sign of 'em. I
hailed once or twice but didn't get any
answer. Then I went on down to the
skiff. And there they was. sprawled
out in the shade of the pines, as com
fortable as you please.
“Hello, skipper,” says Van Brunt,
turning over on one elbow “We've
been waiting for you. We’re going
with you after the livestock."
"You are?” says I. "Got your farm
ing done so early?”
"No-o.” he drawls. “Not precisely.
The fact, is Sol. Hartley and I have
decided that agricultural labors are
"Labors?" says I. shoving the skiff
into the water. "Thought ’twas recre
"For definition see dictionary,” he
says. “It s a painful condition, not a
theory, with us just now. Martin and
1 are convinced that what we need is
a sea voyage. Come on. Martin.”
Hartley got up, pretty average gin
gerly. and they climbed into the skiff.
I pushed off and begun to row.
“Well,” I says, after a minute or two,
“it ain’t for me to suggest anything,
but, just for greens—like the old wom
an stewed the burdock leaves—I’d
like to mention that if you want vege
tables with the dew, and not icicles, on
’em, you'd better be getting the rest
of them seeds into the ground. What's
the present standing of that cucumber
Van didn't open his eyes. “You win
it,” he says, lazy.
I stopped rowing and looked at him
over my shoulder.
"Meaning—what?” says I.
“Just that. You win the bet. Like
wise you cultivate the cucumbers.
Martin and I, in convention assembled,
have nominated you for secretary of
agriculture. We resign,”
I’d been expecting it. And I'd made
up my mind what to say. But I hated
to say it. Thinks I: “I'll wait till 1 get
back to Ozone.”
So I didn’t answer, but went on
rowing again. The tide was going out
fast and 'twas a hard pull, three of
us in that little skiff, but by and by we
reached the main. And there was
Scudder's hired boy waiting for us.
“Hello." says I. “Where's Huldy
Ann—Mrs. Scudder, 1 mean?"
“She couldn't come,” said the boy.
“But I fetched the hens and things.
Here they be.”
He had the hens—a dozen of 'em—
jammed into one lath coop. The door
of it was fastened with a shaky wood
“Handle 'em kind of careful," says
he. “That button undoes itself some
"Where's the pig?" says Hartley.
“Here he is.”
We could hear him. He wa'n't in a
box at all, as he'd ought to have been
according to contract, but setting in
the sand with his hind legs tied to
gether with string. He was whirling
in circles with his tail for a pivot, so
to speak, and he seemed to be mainly
squeal. Little he was, and thin—
'peared to me to be thin as Nate's milk
of human kindness—but the Heaven
lies fell down and worshiped him like
he was a hog angel.
"Humph!” says L "Is that the
“That’s the dear," says Van, patting
him at long distance.
Well, he weighed four pound and
cost six dollars, so that's dear enough
1 loaded the critters into the skiff—
the pig fairly sung psalms while 1 was
doing it—and then the Twins climbed
"All right, skipper,” says Van.
"Just a minute,” says i. “What am
1 going to do—take the next train?
This transport seems to l>e pretty well
It was. Van Brunt was on the
amidships thwart. Hartley was up in
the bow. with the pig between his
knees. The chicken coop was piled in
the stern. T ain't no dime show dtvarf,
and where I was going to stow myself
was too much for me.
“Humph!” says Van. “It does look
standing ro6m only. Here, skipper;
you kneel on the hack seat. I'll row."
I didn't exactly kneel, but I strad
dled across the stern somehow, with
the butt end of the hea roost in my lap
and my feet over each rail just clear of
Nate's boy shoved ns into deep wa
ter. He had to take off his shoes and
stockings to do it, and he was laugh
ing so that he made mighty poor head
"You pesky young one!" says 1.
losing my patience. "If you don't tend
to your job I’ll get out and duck you.
What are you giggling at?"
"I ain't giggling," says he. "I'm
pushing. Ugh! Haw! haw! Ugh!
There you be!”
He gave us a final shove and then
went back and rolled around in the
bushes. Somebody was having a good
time if we wa n't.
We moved off stately and slow, like
an ocean liner leaving her dock. We
didn't have any band. but. the pig and
hens furnished music. The skiffs rail
was almost a-wash and my heels
dipped on every little wave.
Van rowed like a good one till he got
about two-thirds of the way across.
Then the tide got a grip on us and he
commenced to go slower and groan.
He'd miss a stroke and we'd swing half
way around. We was going broadside
on most of the time.
By and by Hartley spoke up.
"What makes this pig kick sc?"
says he, like 'twas some kind of a
conundrum. Thr critter seemed to be
doing his best to answer it. but his
language wa'n't understandable.
"You look out he don't kick that
string off his legs." ] hollers. 1 had to
holler to make myself heard above the
He bent forward and looked down.
“Why!" says he. “I’ll be shot if he
hasn't done it already.”
“Hang on to him then! ” 1 yells. "For
the land sakes don't let him loose.”
Van Brunt gives a final groan and
stops the oars.
"No use, skipper,” he says. “My cu
cumber recreation has put me out
of the race. I wouldn’t row another
stroke for the control of the Standard
Oil. You'll have to be shofer the rest
of the way.” t
I didn't know what a “shofer" was
and I don't know now; but I could see
“Set where you be!” I shouted.
"Don't move. Thunderation! There
The pesky idiot had stood up to
stretch, leaving the oars in the row
locks. Course the skiff swung broad
side on and a wave knocked the star
board overboard. Hartley see it going
and made a jump and a grab. He
missed it, you might know, but he let
go of the pig.
I ripped out a lively kind of speech
and dove for the port oar. The hen
coop was in my way and it and me
went headfirst into Van Brunt's shirt
front. When 1 got out of the mix-up
both oars was ten yards astern, the
pig was doing three laps a minute over
us and under the thwarts and the hens
was all out of jail and proud of it.
Likewise we was drifting out to sea.
“Well!” says I. “This is nice, ain't
it? Get out, you varmint!” This last
part was to a pullet that was flapping
on my shoulders.
Would you believe it, all them
Heavenly loons done was to laugh.
They just roared.
"Ho! ho!” whoops Hartley. “Oh,
dear me! This is worth the price of
"Ha! ha!" cackles Van, puffing for
breath, and shoving the pig out of his
lap. “This is the best ever! The float
ing garden of Eden! Or the ark! Say,
Martin; I begin to sympathize with
"Noah sent out a dove, if I remem
ber right.” says Hartley. "Wonder if
it would work with a chicken?
Where's our Ararat, skipper?”
I was mad clean through. Here was
twice that I'd been made a fool of on
salt water. I wa'n't used to it and it
"The ark was afloat for 40 odd days;
you want to remember that," says 1.
And this skiff tvon't float 40 minutes,
loaded the way she is, if she drifts out
side that point.”
"Then she mustn't drift there," says
Van. cheerful, “l don’t want to get
wet—not now, with James gone. This
is the only presentable suit I've got
left. If this is wrecked you'll have to
press it, Sol.”
My, but I was hopping! Talking
about pressing clothes and us next
door to going to the bottom!
"I'll press nothing,” says I. "And
I'll say right now, Mr. Van Brunt, that
I won't 'tend to them gardens. You
Van waved his hand. "Your salary
from now on," he says, "will be—"
"No, it won't. My salary's big
enough. It’s me that's short—short
about 26 hours out of the 24. If
I was two men I might do what's need
ful, but as ’tis I can't. I like you both
first-rate—when you ain’t too crazy—
but either you'll have to get me a
helper or I'll have to quit. That is.
it we get out of this mess alive, which
All the time I was preaching this
way I was tugging at the midships
thwart. Finally 1 got it loose and
shoved it over the stern. 1 was going
to try to scull with it.
The Heavenlies was completely up
set. Not by the fear of drowning—
drat 'em. I don't cal'late they was
afraid of anything—but my talk of
quitting seemed to knock 'em silly.
“By Jove! you know," says Van.
"This is serious, skipper. You can't
"You bet I can!" I says, sculling like
all possessed with one arm and fight- I
ing pullets with the other.
"You’re not going,” says Van, de
cided. "You’re—simply—not. Is he,
"I should say not," says t'other Twin.
"Sol, if you want more money—or as
sistants—or anything, why. all right.
But we want you. And we're going to
"That's settled then." says Van,
quick. "What kind of help do you
want—and how many ?"
"Well,” I says, cooling down a mite
—of course 1 was pleased to find they
liked me so well. “Well,” I says, "if
you could get somebody to cook and
heln 'round the house may be I—”
"A cook?" says Van. "Good! We
get a cook—two cooks—ten of ’em, if
you say so. And we get 'em quick.”
"Get's get ashore first," says I. "I‘ve
got to make the point there or we 11
"Our finish, hey?" he says, ending
the sentence for me. "All right; make
the point.” Then he got out a cigar
and went to smoking.
But I wa'n't by no means sure we
would make the point. ’Twas the
easfard end of Ozone island I was
aiming for. The tide set in strong
there and I could see that the skiff
would pretty nigh hit the beach, if I
We zig-zagged along. Pretty soon
we got to where the waves was run
ning higher. They commenced to slop
into the boat.
"She'll go under, sure's you're born."
says I. "If I can only keep her up till
we get into shoal water.”
"I seem to have acquired the cast
away habit," says Van. "Once in that
other boat of yours. Sol, and now in
this one. I must swear off. This is
The swells run bigger ns we neared
the point. The skiff was half full and
the slopping and the motion stirred up
the menagerie. Such squealing and
squawking and flapping you never
heard nor saw. Them hens was all
over us and the pig underneath.
We riz on a wave and begun to cap
"Here we go!" I yelled. "Stand by!"
Over we went. The hens had the
best of us in a way—they could fly
after a fashion. I wished I could.
Lucky the water wa'n't more than
I plowed through the sand and
undertow and got to the beach. Hart
ley come next, toting the pig by one
leg. The "dear" wriggled loose and
headed for the pines, hurrahing like a
sawmill. The most of the hens had
gone on ahead.
"Humph!" says somebody. "You're
pretty wet, ain't you?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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until you are well. Cure Til P
1SU it is fresh, when a f - « n ^
Ml of Fi» * Cure may be all ‘ 1
ftaj will need. Famous few half
fjnjjl tury. Pleasant to taste. Frf.wp
opiates and harmful ingredien. '
Positively cured by
these Little Pills.
They also relieve Di.**- .
tress from Dyspepsia, In
digestion and Too Hearty
Eating. A perfect rem
edy Xor Dizziness. Nau
sea, Drowsiness, Ba <1
Taste in the Mouth, Coat
ed Tongue, Pam in tue
Side, TORPID LIVER.
They regulate the Bowels. Purely Vegetable.
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE. SMALL PRICE.
Genuine Must Bear
I POSITIVELY CURE
IN A FEW DAYS
I have a treatment for I ho cure of Rupture which 1*
cafe and i* convenient to take, as no time is lost. I ana
the Inventor of this system and the only physician wbs
holds United States Patent trade-mark for a Enptlft
cure which has restored thousand* to health la the
past 20 years. All others are Imitations.
1 have nothing for sale, as my specialty Is the Clirlnff
Of Rupture, anil If a person has doubts, just put the
money in a bank and pay when satisfied. No otbea
doctor will do this. When taking my treatment paV
lent* must come to my offline. Reference*: C. S. Hstl
Bank, Omaha. Write or call,
FRANTZ H. WRAY, M. D.
306 Bee Building, OMAHA
^eKfason 1 Make and Sell More Men’s $S.Q© A
L $3.50 Shoes Than Any Other Manufacturer
la bccauic I gtva tha aurer tlx becaEt of the Mat (• Cr
complete organization of tamped export* cad ahtilod i ’ 4 d
shoemaker* ip tho country liV*
The selection of the watheix for each put 01 tha lto. A'
aBd eTeryOctaU of the ruling tp eeery deparbo-pt iy
looked after by the beat eboe maker* !p the shoe :ndimt\>A
If I could show you how carefully W L. Douxlae aA"
are made, you would then understand why they bold ut^ SS
shape, fit better, and wear kngar ea»e any other md
My Method of Tanning the Soles mattes them *•
Flexible and Longer Wearing than any other
Kheeafor Erery Heailxr at the Fair.
Men, Boyatl omen. M iaaca and Child** ■
£oraal»hyshoertnaU-raeverywhere. - wln'
HA IT DM I >oue K,n,ni"« without w. l. i*dong a
liHU liun ! name amt pnee stamped on t, '6
Past Color Eyelets Used Excluatrely. Catalog mm'- ‘tn a da,
W. L. MHJGLAS,1*7 Spark St., Bmcktoa, of rep
320 ACRES INS^duringX
Ur 16 0 act operate to the
,jf the country, the
Lave decided not to
rates for the annual ice
’’Val or other similar events.
Object to a Larger Navy.
Boston.—A remonstrance against
further increase of the United Sta’es
navy was sent to congress Thursday
by the board of directors of the
American Peace soeiety. It was
signed on behalf of the board by Rob
ert Treat Paine, president, and Benja
min A. Trueblood, secretary cf the
Woman Freed of Murder Charge.
Newark. X. J.— Mrs. Josephine
Amore, who bad been on trial here on
a charge of having murdered Michael
Martellanen on August 5 last was ac
quitted Friday night. The woman's
defense was 'hat she shot the man in
defense of her honor.
Dates for the Confederate Veterans.
Memphis, Te.nn.—By a unanimous
vote the executive committee having
in charge arrangements for this year’s
confederate reunion Friday decided
on June 1. 2 and 3.
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