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And when morning came they calculated they were but a few hundred miles from San Francisco. Paul, who had gone to the pilot-house to relieve Innis, gave a startled cry. "Look! Look!" he shouted. "There's the other airship!" And as the others looked they saw, ahead of them, emerging from the midst of a cloud, Uncle Ezra's speedy craft.
"It's Jim Stewart," said one of the bearers. "Him that they used to call Unlucky Jim." "What's up with him?" "He has shot himself through the head. Where d'ye think we found him? Slap in the middle o' his own claim, with his fingers dug into the gravel, as dead as a herring." "He's a bad plucked 'un to knock under like that," Ezra's companion remarked.
Every pleasant day Ezra, leading Michmash, took Naomi, wrapped in her little scarlet cloak, out riding, and as they moved along in the crisp, bracing air they talked long, long talks of what they were passing, of Ezra's day at school, or of the thoughts and fancies that filled Naomi's active little mind.
Until then she was very respectfully his friend, Myrtle Musgrove. The next month was the longest in Ezra's life. Still, the Lord's calendar is faithful, and the sun not a waiter upon the moods of men.
No one seemed disposed to sleep, though the day's work had been hard and all needed a night's rest. Ezra sat silent, thinking of old Eli's words and scarce hearing the conversation that went on about him. Suddenly the old shepherd grasped Ezra's arm. One of the younger men was speaking. "The night has grown so still," said he. His voice ended on a trembling note.
No wonder that, as Ezra's voice rose in prayer, the whole assembly fell on their faces in adoration, and every lip responded 'Amen! amen! Much superstition may have mingled with the reverence. No doubt, there was then what we are often solemnly warned against now, bibliolatry.
If he had for several months been mentally casting about for another wife, he had betrayed it by no outward and visible sign. The fact is Ezra's case was somewhat exceptional, as we shall presently see.
He perceived that the evil prophesied by his son had come upon him, and he made a mental note of this fresh instance of Ezra's powers of foresight. "It was hard, so it was," said Mrs. Hudson, drying her eyes, but still giving vent to an occasional tempestuous sob.
When he was not thinking of her or of himself, he murmured that this was how it had come to pass, and did not seem to care or feel at all. When the gloom was deepening in Ezra's ill-lighted chamber, though the light of the summer evening still lingered outside, the house-keeper came in and drew the blinds, and left behind her a single candle, which left the room as dusky as before.
Then he looked up, and at the sight of his uncle's face rose swiftly to his feet. The old man's eyes were ghastly, and his cheeks, which had usually a hectic flush of color too clear and bright for health, were of a leaden gray. Ezra's hand was on his heart. "Not hurt?" he said, in a strange voice. "Art sure she's not hurt, lad? That's fortunate."
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