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"We didn't move," said Cyclona. "We was moved. Father likes it here, but I get awful lonesome without no neighbors." The plaint struck an answering chord. "Look heah," said Seth. "You see that little dugout 'way ovah theah? That's wheah I live. My wife's theah all by herself. She's lonesome, too. Maybe she'd laik to have you come and visit her and keep her company. Will you?"
The wind sobbed fitfully a moment, little sad remorseful penitential sobs, and died away softly across the prairie as a breath of May. The stillness which ensued was so deep and restful that the eyes of the child involuntarily closed. Cyclona pressed his little body close to her, his head in the hollow of her arm.
Not many moons after the wreck wrought by the withering winds, which, while they had not touched the place of the forks of the two rivers, lacked little of it, the Wise Men came out of the East and found Cyclona alone in the Kansas dugout there by the Big Arkansas and the Little Arkansas. "Is this the place where the Indians pitched their tents?" they asked, "because no cyclones come here?"
It was full of shingles, moreover, like a roof, and the point reached nearly to her head when she sat up in the bed, staring about her. "'What on earth is the matter? she asked of Cyclona. "Cyclona turned away from the window. "'We have moved, said she. "Mrs. Jonathan arose then, and going to the door, opened it and found that what Cyclona had said was true. The scenery was quite different.
It saved me the trouble, too, of bothering with the roof. It blew it right side up and the clothes are all down in the room now." "'Your affectionate father," "'Jonathan." "'P.S. I like this part of the country better than I did Kansas. I think we will stay here, Cyclona." "Until another cyclone comes along," the Professor commented, "and blows him into the Gulf."
Thereafter, Hugh, in spite of his deep affection for her, became occasionally somewhat exasperated with Cyclona, who all at once developed such peculiar ideas in regard to the building of the house, ideas gathered from an old and yellow plan resurrected from the leaves of a well-thumbed Bible brought from the dugout. "Cedar!" he cried, "Must we bring cedar all the way from the South?
"When the Wise Men come out of the East," Seth told her, "and buy up ouah land fo' the Magic City, we shall be rich. It is then that I shall build this beautiful house, so beautiful that she must come and live in it with us." Cyclona leaned over the table on her elbows, looking at the plan. Her dark eyes were sad, for she knew that by "us," Seth meant Charlie and himself.
This beautiful unprotected girl who had tenderly closed the eyes of his child! The fragile barrier built by unseen hands was cloud-high now. If the wraith of Cyclona had occupied the chair there by his side she could scarcely have been further removed from his embrace. Humbly Seth bent over the small brown hand. Reverently he kissed away the tear.
Soft, filmy lace fit fo' a Princess, fo' that is what she is. Theah will be bits of spindle-legged golden furniture about in this white bed-room of hers and pier-glasses that will maik a dozen of her, that will maik twenty of her, we will arrange it so; for theah cannot be too many reflections, can theah, of so gracious and lovely a Princess?" Once more Cyclona tapped him on the shoulder.
It snatches up anything that comes handy. Sometimes it picks up a few knives and whacks things with them as it goes along. You know that, don't you, Cyclona?" Cyclona nodded. She always lingered at the fireside to hear this story of the flying peccary which was her favorite as well as the child's. "It brought me," she said. The boy raised himself in Seth's arms.
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