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Nobody did, and Cap'n Benijah Poundberry he was chairman at that time he fetches the table a welt with his starboard fist and comes out emphatic. "Feller members," says he, "I don't know how the rest of you feel, but it's my opinion that this board has done too much for that lazy loafer already. Long's his sister, Thankful, lived, we couldn't say nothing, of course.
Benijah wiped his forehead. "Gosh!" he exclaimed. "By . . . gosh!" "What are you b'goshin' about?" "Seth I don't know what you'll say to me but but I declare I forgot all about your horse." "You FORGOT about him?" "Yes. You see that thing?" pointing pathetically at the auto. "Well, sir, that pesky thing's breakin' my heart to say nothin' of my back. I got it apart all right, no trouble about that.
The lightkeeper had been suffering for an opportunity to blow off steam, and the opportunity was here. Benijah withered under the blast. "S-sh-sh! sh-sh!" he pleaded. "Land sakes, Seth Atkins, stop it! I don't blame you for bein' mad, but you nor nobody else sha'n't talk to me that way. I'll fix your horse in five minutes. Yes, sir, in five minutes. Shut up now, or I won't do it at all!"
"'Look here, I says to him; 'if you'd been worth a continental you might have had some of this. As it is, you'll be farmed out somewheres that's what'll happen to YOU." And as Zoeth was telling this, in comes Cap'n Benijah. He was happy, too. "I cal'late the Lamonts must be buying all the property alongshore," he says when he heard the news.
Benijah Ellis's little, tumble-down blacksmith shop was located in the main street of Eastboro, if that hit-or-miss town can be said to possess a main street. Atkins drove up to its door, before which he found Benijah and a group of loungers inspecting an automobile, the body of which had been removed in order that the engine and running gear might be the easier reached.
Benijah adjusted his spectacles and walked over to the wagon. "Who is it?" he asked crossly. Then, as he recognized his visitor, he grunted: "Ugh! it's you, hey. Well, what do YOU want?" "Want you to put a new shoe on this horse of mine," replied Seth, not too graciously. "Is that so! Well, I'm busy." "I don't care if you be. I guess you ain't so busy you can't do a job of work.
"By time, Ase Blueworthy!" hollers Cap'n Benijah, starting to get out of the carryall, "what do you mean by Debby, what are you holding that rascal's hand for?" But Ase cut him short. "Cap'n Poundberry," says he, dignified as a boy with a stiff neck, "I might pass over your remarks to me, but when you address my wife "
He rushed over to the stall in the rear of the shop, woke Joshua from the sweet slumber of old age, and led him to the halter beside the forge. The lightkeeper, being out of breath, had nothing further to say at the moment. "What's the matter with all you lighthouse folks?" asked Benijah, anxious to change the subject. "What's possessed the whole lot of you to come to the village at one time?
Now, it's my idea that, long's he's bound to be a pauper, he might's well be treated as a pauper. Let's send him to the poorhouse." "But," says I, "he owns his place down there by the shore, don't he?" All hands laughed that is, all but Cap'n Benijah. "Own nothing," says the cap'n.
"Stand still!" Joshua stood still, almost with enthusiasm. Seth tucked the end of the reins between the whip socket and the dashboard, and swung out of the wagon to make an examination. Lifting the lame foot, he found the trouble at once. The shoe was loose. "Humph!" he soliloquized. "Cal'late you and me'll have to give Benijah a job.
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