mPsAii r Joseph C. Lincoln Aimes of "Caps Eri* 'Partners of the Tide" Copyetot/r /S07 A & BapnC5 esp Cohpmy" ’ Illustrations btT.D.Melvuj. SYNOPSIS. Mr. Solomon Pratt began comical nar ration of story, introducing well-to-do -Nathan Beudder of his town. u.nd 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. Van Brunt, it was learned, was the successful suitor for the hand >f Miss Agnes Page, who pave Hartley up. Adventure at Fourth of July cele bration at Eastvieh. Hartley rescued a hoy. known as “Reddy,” from under a horse’s feet and the urchin proved to be one of Miss Pape’s charges, whom she had taken to the country for an outinp. Out sailing later. Van Brunt. Pratt and Hopper were wrecked in a squall. Pratt landed safely and a search for the other fwo revealed an island upon which they were found. Van Brunt rented it from Scudder and called it Ozone island. In barge of a company of New York poor children Miss Talford and Miss Pape vis ited Ozone island. In another storm Van Brum and Hartley narrowly escaped be ing wrecked, having aboard chickens, pips. etc., with which they were to start h tarn. Eureka Sparrow, a country girl, was engaged as a cook and Van Brunt and Hartley paid a visit to her father, who for years had been claiming con sumption as an excuse for not working. Fpon another island visit by Miss Pape. Eureka diagnosed Hartley's case as one of love for Agnes. At a lawn fete. Van Brunt shocked the church community by raffling a quilt for the church’s benefit. Hartley invented a plan to make Wash ington Sparrow work In putting the plan imo effect Hartley incurs wrath of Miss Page, for whom the “sick man” sent. Agnes then appealed to Van Brunt. CHAPTER XV.—Continued. She went out and shut the door. The patient set down on the lounge and looked at the cracks in the walls. The wind off the bay was singing through 'em and there was a steady hailstorm of sand coming with it. If fresh air was physic. Sparrow was cer tain to it* a well man. “Get undressed," says I. “Hurry up." 'Til freeze to death.” says he, shiv ering. “No you won't. Not in August. Maybe, later on, in December, ’twill be different. But. anyhow, freezings a quick death, so they say, and I've heard you hankering to die quick ever since I knew you. Get into bed.” He took off his coat and vest and camped out on the lounge. There was plenty of bed clothes. I took up the lamp. Then I locked at him. "There’s one or two things more.” says I. “To-morrow morning you'll be for coming into the house. Well, you can't come. You'll stay outside, same as Eureka says you will. And the skiff and sloop are locked and chained, so you can't run away in them. And Scudder won't take you, nor any letters from you, 'cause he's in the game. too. And when Miss Page comes, if she does come, don't you dare tell her one word. If you do —well, you won't die of consumption, anyhow.” I pounded my knee with my fist when I said it. It's a pretty average fist, far's size is concerned, and I see him looking at it. I said “Good-night” and went out and locked the door and took away the key. The fresh air cure had begun. Next day was raw and chilly and the invalid put in the hours chasing what few patches of sunshine happened to come along. Eureka brought his meals out to him. He begged and pleaded tc be let into the house, but 'twas no go He spent that night in the toolhouse. same as he had the first. For a week he stayed outdoor. Then he said he felt so much better that ht guessed he could risk a day inside Eureka was ready for him. “I'm glad your lungs feel better, pa.' she says. “I thought they would. But of course, you mustn't come in fo months and months yet. I guess it's time to start in on the dyspepsy line.' She took a piece of paper out of he: dre3s waist and unfolded it. “I sent a dollar to a doctor that advertised in the People's Magazine." she says, “and I got this. It's for dyspepsy, pa. and particular nervous dyspepsy. A care ful diet and plenty of exercise,’" she read. “We ll begin on the dieting. ‘In severe Cases patient should take noth ing but hot milk.' We've got plenty of milk—such as 'tis. That's a comfort.” Her dad had been setting on the wash bench back of the kitchen. Now k he jumped up off it like 'twas red hot. "Do you have the face to tell me," he screams, “that I can't have nothing to cat hut milk? Why, that's—” "Doctor's orders, pa,” says Eureka. Tm going by doctor's orders, and see what they’ve done for your lungs al ready.” “I can't live on milk! I ain't a baby. I hate the stuff! 1 don’t be lieve no doctor'd ever—” “Well, we'll call Dr. Penrose and see what he says. I'll bet he'll back me up.” Washy didn't take the bet. He knew' what Dr. Penrose thought of him and his ailments. “Aw, Rcky, please—” he begs. “For your own good, pa,“ says his daughter. ‘Til fetch you the hot milk.” She did—a quart of it. He drank it 'cause there wan’t nothing else. For another week he lived on hot skim milk and cold fresh air. He pleaded with the Heavenlies and me, but we hadn't any pity for him. He tackled Scudder, but Nate never pitied any body unless there was money in it. He tried smuggling letters to Agnes, gptting Lycurgus to carry ’em; but Lys was in with his sister and the leP tors never got any further than Eu reka's pocket. 'Twas fun Tor the rest of us, but a kind of nuisance in some ways. You see the sight of us eating three square meals a day was horrible tantalizing to a dyspeptic with an appetite like Washy's. He'd peek in through the dining roGm windows while we was at the table, and groan steady and loud tiil dessert time. Van said it reminded him of what he called a “tarble dote” „ at a Hungarian restaurant in New York. He said there was music at both places, but that, on the whole, Washy's music was the best of the two. The Sunday of the week following was a mean day. A cold rain and considerable wind: more like October than August. The invalid set in the tool shed with the door opened and an umbrella keeping off th^ rain that leaked through the cracks in the roof. He looked as happy and snug as a locked-out cat in a thunder storm. “Aw. Eureka." says he. when me and his daughter went out to the shed with the noon bucket of steaming milk. “Aw, Eureka." he says, “won't you let me have something hearty? Only a hunk cf bread, say? I've drowned my insides with that thin milk till I feel like a churn. I can't keep on drinking the stuff. The mere sight of a cow would make me seasick.” But Eureka wouldn't give in. “It's all for your good, pa." she said. That was what Van told him every chance he got. I cal'late them words had come to be almost as sickening to him as the milk. Next morning 1 got up early and come downstairs. 'Twas blowing hard and still raining. Eureka hadn’t turned out yet. I opened the door of the kitchen and there I see a sight. In the rocking chair by the kitchen stove was Washy Sparrow, sprawled out fast asleep. His feet was on the hearth of the stove, a piece of pie crust was on the iioor by his hand, his head was tipped back and his mouth wide open. And his face—oh. say! It was perfect peace and comfort. The critter, so it turned out after “Well, that's a mercy," Eureka says. "I knew 'twas the right receipts, hut 1 didn’t think they'd work so quick. Mr. Van Drunt. pa’s cured. He'll take that job at the hotel this .very day; just as soon as it clears up a little.” The Heavenlies shouted and so did I. The cured man looked tolerable un easy. He choked up and begun to sputter. "Course you mustn't go if you ain’t real well and cured for good, pa." says his daughter. “Maybe you'd better try the toolhouse and the milk a spell longer." The door was still opeM. And the wind and rain was driving in. Washy swallowed, and answered slow: "I'll—I'll go.” he says. "But I'll have to work sort of easy first along, so's—” "Oh, no! you must work real hard, so's to get the exercise, or you'll have a relapse. Mr. Pratt, you'll tell Mr. Brown to see that pa works the way he'd ought to. won't you?” I nodded. “He'll work,” says 1, de cided. At ten o'clock ’twas clear and I rowed the ex-consumptive dyspeptic i over to the main and led him up to the hotel. I give him some advice as 1 went along. That afternoon the Twins did noth lug hut tell Eureka that she was a wonder. "Yes,” says she, "I cal'late he's cured, at least for a spell. Anyhow, that ‘Everybody works but father’ song don't fit our family no more.” CHAPTER XVI. The Natural Life. Washy Sparrow's going to work was the biggest surprise Wellmouth hail had since old man Ginn, owner ol the Palace Hilliard. Pool and Sipio parlors, got converted and joined the Good Templars. Nobody would be lieve it. of course, without seeing him do it with their own eyes, and there was so many folks round the hotel • that Peter Brown said he was think : ing of charging admission. Agnes Page heard the news and come posting j over to find out what sort of cruelizing l her pet invalid had had to bear. Vac Washy Sparrow Sprawled Out Fast Asleep. i wards, had hunted around in the night till he found a cellar window unlocked, j Then he'd crawled in and tip-toed up : to the kitchen. I went upstairs again and routed out ; the Heavcnlies. 1 wanted 'em to see the show. We stood in the door and i looked at it. .Just then Eureka come along. “My soul and body!” she sings out. Her dad heard her and woke up. First he just opened his eyes and stretched. Then he set up straight and turned round. He turned pale. "Well, pa!” says Eureka, sharp, “what sort of doings is this? What do you mean?" Sparrow stared at her; then at us. He started to speak. Then he hap pened to notice my fist; and he never said a word. “The idea!" says Eureka. “After all I've done to cure you. Roasting in this hot kitchen and eating—is that apple-pie crust by your hand?” She stepped across and opened the pantry door. “Mv sakes alive!” she says. “I swan to man if he ain't ate everything in the buttery!” “I—1—“ stammers Washy, wild like. "I—I—I didn't mean to. but I was starved and—and half drownded. and—” “Pie!” says Eureka. “Well, I never! Now we're in a nice mess; and all to do over again." “I'm all right now. anyway," says Washy. “I ain’t coughing none and the grub don't distress me a mite. Not half so much as that cussed blue milk." All to do over, says ktureka. And I don't know ns we ll ever cure you now. Get out door this minute. And j you mustn’t eat a thing, not even milk, for three or four days. Open that out ! side door, please, Mr. Pratt.” I opened the door. The rain come heating in. with the wind back of it. It hit Washy like a cold wave. "I'm all right, I tell you!” he yelled. “I feel fine. Better'n ever I was,, don’t knows I ain't.” “Are you sure, pa?" “Sure? Course I'm sure. Don't I know? I'm all cured.” Brunt done the explaining; it was i right in his line. “It was the invigorating atmosphere ; of Ozone island that did it, Agnes." he said. “When we have finished ruraliz ing here I'm considering turning the place into a sanitarium. One week of Pratt's chowder and Eureka's corn muffins, coupled with the bay breezes and the odor of clam flats and sea weed, would make an Egyptian mum | my turn flip-flaps. I have to lay vio lent hands on myself every day, or I, : too. would be seized with the laboring ' fever.’’ She looked at him. kind of odd. j “That is most alarming news,” says she, “if true. I confess I hadn't no ! ticed the symptoms. Your temperature appears to be norma! at present.” “It is,” he says. “I flatter myself ; that I am making a magnificent fight against the disease. My most rabid attacks are in the early morning, be fore I get out of bed. Then I feel the : insane desire for work, hard work. creeping over me. But I am firm. I | reason thus: 'The governor is sixty odd and his heart is weak. Think of the shock that the news would be to him? Think—’ and so forth. So I re solve to keep up the fight. By the time I am dressed and have had breakfast all yearning for work has left me. Don't you think I deserve credit?” She said he did. Only he must be careful and not get up and work in his sleep, i listened with my mouth open as u.vu.1. Such crazy drivel from grown up men and women was toe many for me. It wa'n’t intended to be funny, of course, because they never smiled. It beat me altogether, and Eureka said the same. 'Twas her notion that all the lunatics that was crowded out of the asylums, or was toe rich to be put into ’em, was sent to New York. It sounded reasonable enough to believe, sometimes. Agnes saw Sparrow, ot course, but Brown was by when she see him and Washy didn't dare say but he’d gone to .work of his own accord. I cal'late that he figgered that the gang of us would have killed him if he had. So the Page girl went back to Eastwich satisfied. And Eureka went home again nights and kept house for Lycur gus and her dad. But Hartley locked out that the most of the old man's ten dollars a week was turned over to her. The Heavenlies' quiet .Naturalness had pretty nigh disappeared altogether I now. They was restless all the time. Mail was heavy and the telegram en velopes in the coal hod and around was thicker than ever. And Scudder come to Ozone three times a day. By September I thought sure they'd be ready to quit and go home. They acted to me as though they was tired of the whole thing. I thought I'd sound ’em. so I says: “I s'pose likely you’ll be for shut ting up this shop and getting back to the city most any day pretty soob now, won’t you?" Van Brunt looked at his chum and Hartley looked at him. Then they caught themselves doing it. and looked away quick. “Why, skipper!” says Van. "what makes you say that?" "Oh. nothing ’special," says I "Only it seemed to me that you was kind of nervous and fidgety' lately. Didn't know but you was anxious to he ’dealing' them stocks of yours, or something. You’ve been away from 'em a good while." It was Hartley that answered. "Van is done with the stock market," he says, quick. "He has sworn never to touch it again.” "That’s so." says I. "I remember hearing him swear that eve^yjrten min utes when we first come. But he’s kind of knocked off swearing lately, so I forgot. But I did think you fellers weren't quite so keen on the Natural Life business as you was. You ain’t read the gospel for a considerable spell." They both lookei sheepish and guilty. "That's ro," says Van. "We haven't. But we’ve been so confoundedly busy, {running, and white plagueing, and so on, that we haven't had time. And we've mislaid the book. If I knew where it was I should be—” "Here "tis, right on the mantel : piece." says I, reaching for it and knocking off the dust. "Why don't you take a set at it now? It's too foggy to do much outside." So they done it. Hartley reading and Van listening. Rut ’twas a short ses sion. When I come in, about 15 min utes later, the hock was bottom up on the floor and the Twins was dealing what they called "cold hands" with cards for a quarter a hand. That week was when we reaped our harvest from the garden. Two mid dling lean cucumbers aud a tomatter that was suffering from yellow jaun dice. They was pretty sick vegetables, but the Heavenlies seemed to think they was something wonderful. They made more fuss over 'em than if they was solid gold. And they digested as , if they was. too. j News come that Dewey, the Sparrow baby, was sick with a cold over tc the Fresh Air school and Eureka was j worried. Finally she decided to gc [ over there for a day or so and see tc | him. Lycurgus would look out fot i pa. So she went and me and the ! Twins was left alone. The day she went was beautiful and clear. Hot as July, and not a breath | of wind, it acted to me like a weath | er breeder, and I said so; but all 1 ! got for the prophesying was Van’s calling me a Jeremiah again. 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