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"Well, sir, I've got a friend out there that's got a coal mine, and he thinks he can work me in somehow. I guess he can: I've tried pretty much everything. Why don't you come out there and start a newspaper? We've got a town that's bound to grow." It amused Bartley to hear Kinney bragging already of a town that he had never seen.
Kinney's handwriting is very hard to read." Draxy paused and looked sympathizingly in the deacon's face. The mention of the illegible writing distressed the poor man still more. He took the sermon from her hand and glanced nervously at the first page. "Oh my! Mis' Kinney," he exclaimed, "I can't make out half the words." "Can't you?" said Draxy, gently.
He had dressed himself with much care, and was wearing his Yale hat-band, but when a very smart-looking youth came up the gangplank wearing a Harvard ribbon, Kinney hastily retired to our cabin and returned with one like it. A few minutes later I found him and the young man seated in camp-chairs side by side engaged in a conversation in which Kinney seemed to bear the greater part.
"I don't propose to try," said Will, as he turned away. As be did so, he caught a glimpse of Ed Kinney at the well, pumping a pail of water for Agnes, who stood beside him, the sun on her beautiful yellow hair. She was laughing at something Ed was saying as he slowly moved the handle up and down. Instantly, like a foaming, turbid flood, his rage swept out toward her.
Such an excitement we never witnessed before in our town. A great many witnesses were examined, which proved the character of Fife beyond a doubt. At one time rather serious consequences were apprehended high words were spoken, and luckily a blow which was aimed at Mr. Kinney, was parried off, and we are happy to say the court adjourned after ample securities being given.
"Don't make objections!" Kinney cried petulantly. He was rapidly recovering his spirits. The imminence of danger seemed to inspire him. "Think!" he commanded. "Think of some way by which we can get off this boat before she reaches New Bedford. We must! We must not be arrested! It would be too awful!" He interrupted himself with an excited exclamation.
There were many eloquent passages in it, which seemed now to take on a new significance, as coming from the lips of the Elder, absent from his flock and present with Christ. "O Mis' Kinney, I recollect that sermon 's if 'twas only yesterday," said Deacon Swift.
Van Emmon stared at the doctor. "How does this idea fit your theory, Kinney that Venus is simply the earth plus several thousand extra generations of civilization?" "Fit?" echoed the doctor. "Fits like a glove. We humans are fast becoming a race of indoor-people despite all the various "back-to- nature" movements. Look at the popularity of inclosed automobiles, for example.
When he saw them coming he halted, and, when they joined him, began talking earnestly, almost angrily. As he did so, much to my bewilderment, he glared at me. At the same moment Kinney grabbed me by the arm. "Come below!" he commanded. His tone was hoarse and thrilling with excitement. "Our adventures," he whispered, "have begun!"
She had been too busy to write any but the briefest letters home, and had said very little about him. To her last note she had added a post-script, "I am sure you will like Mr. Kinney, father. He is very kind and very good. But he is not old as we thought." To the Elder she said, as they drove over, "I think you will love my father, sir, and I know you will do him good.
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