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Let's talk about the moon. "'Drat the moon! says Jonadab. 'Hettie, I "'Oh, just see how beautiful the water looks! All shiny and " "'Drat the water, too! Hettie, what's the reason you don't want to talk serious with me? If that Tobe Loveland "'Really, I don't see why you bring Mr. Loveland's name into the conversation.
Why, when Mr. Loveland "'All right, snarls Jonadab. 'I'll try. But if ever "'Hold on! says I. 'Here's where I get out. "However, they wouldn't let me, and the Cap'n took the wheel. His jaw was set and his hands shakin', but he done it. Hettie had give her orders and she was skipper. "For a consider'ble spell we just crawled.
I heard Jonadab give a kind of snort. "'What's the matter? says I. "'Nothin', says he, between his teeth. 'Only, if I ain't some mistaken, that's Tobe Loveland's rig. Wonder if he's got his spunk with him? The Queen's feelin' her oats to-day, and I cal'late I can show him a few things. "'Rubbish! says I, disgusted. 'Don't be foolish, Jonadab.
Then he turns to the woman and she slides out, her duds rustlin' like the wind in a scrub oak. The pair sails up the steps, Jonadab and me backin' and fillin' in front of 'em. All the help that could get to a window to peek had knocked off work to do it.
Have her wait on us, will you, please? "And she swept the veil off her face. I choked up and staggered bang! against the wall. I swan to man if it wa'n't Effie! EFFIE, in silks and automobiles and gorgeousness! "Afore I could come to myself the two of 'em marched into that dining room. I heard a grunt and a 'Land of love! from just ahead of me. That was Jonadab.
He's rather scriptural, also, and takes mostly to the prophets, Jonadab, Meshac, and those revered worthies. He's highly moral, and goes for light reading to the elder Scriptures, drawing largely upon Tamar and Rachel and Leah, and the pure young daughters of Lot. Ruth is too tame for him.
After a spell, Jonadab not being able to think of anything more to say, and remembering Phil's orders, leans over and whoops into the trumpet. "I'm real glad your son done so well with his laundry," he says. Well, sir, Phil had give us to understand that them congratulations would make a hit, and they done it.
Which was tolerable radical for a Come-Outer to say, seems to me. 'Twas Peter T. Brown that suggested it, you might know. And, as likewise you might know, 'twas Cap'n Jonadab that done the most of the growling. "They ain't no sense in it, Peter," says he. "Education's all right in its place, but 'tain't no good out of it.
And when, this partic'lar afternoon, Henry G. invites us all to go out with him for a little 'roll around, the widow was so tickled and insisted so that he just HAD to go; he didn't dast say no. "Somehow or 'nother I ain't just sure yet how it happened the seatin' arrangements was made like this: Jonadab and Bradbury on the front seat, and me and Henrietta in the stuffed cockpit astern.
Jonadab, being a widower, had had his experience, and I never had the marrying disease and wasn't hankering to catch it. So Emma had to look for other victims, and the prophet-shop looked to her like the most likely feeding-ground. And, would you b'lieve it, them two old critters, Beriah and Eben, gobbled the bait like sculpins.
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