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Other towns affected by the flooding of the White River and its tributaries were Muncie, Elwood, Anderson, Noblesville, Bloomington, Washington, Newcastle, Rushville, Shelbyville, etc. At Noblesville the river was the highest it had been in thirty-three years, at Muncie a dike in the water plant broke and the city was without fire protection.
I studied how I could break the glass and not spill the whisky, and begged and plead with the men to have mercy on me. I got out into the woods four or five miles from Rushville, and wandered about in the snow, but all around and above me were the universal and eternal voices threatening me. A thousand visions came and went; a thousand tortures consumed me; a thousand hopes sustained me.
"I am not good at guessing riddles," answered Koswell rather sourly. He hated to hear the Rover name mentioned, since it made him think of his defeat at Tom's hands. "They are going to the old Jamison place at Rushville." "Well, what of it?" "I was thinking," answered Larkspur meaningly. "You said you would like to square up with the Rovers, and with Tom especially." "So I would.
I now come to an event in my life which affected me at the time beyond the power of words, and which I can not without tears of choking sorrow even now dwell upon. I refer to the death of my mother, which occurred during the winter after my going to Rushville in 1867.
We'll accept it for twenty-five cents on the dollar," returned Tom gaily. "What is it, Dick?" asked Songbird. "Do you remember the haunted house at Rushville, the place Mr. Sanderson called the Jamison home?" asked Dick of his brothers. "Sure!" returned Sam and Tom promptly. "Well, I propose we visit that house to-morrow and investigate the ghosts if there are any." "Just the thing!" cried Sam.
Saturday proved clear and warm, and the Rovers and their friends started directly after lunch for Rushville in a two-seated carriage, hired from a liveryman of Ashton. As they did not wish to excite any curiosity, they told Tubbs and Max that they were going out merely for a long ride. "Going to call on Miss Stanhope and the Misses Laning, I suppose," said William Philander. "No.
L. Smith on the street, and on the strength of my lecture, he went my security for a respectable coat and pair of boots. From Rushville I started on a lecture tour, taking in Dublin, Connersville, Cambridge City, Shelbyville, Knightstown, Newcastle, and other places. By degrees I widened the field of my lectures until it embraced the whole of Indiana and parts of many other States.
The ever-recurring spell Writing in the sand Hartford City In the ditch Extricated Fairly started A telegram My brother's death Sober A long night Ride home Palpitation of the heart Bluffton The inevitable Delirium again No friends, money, nor clothes One hundred miles from home I take a walk Clinton county Engage to teach a school The lobbies of hell Arrested Flight to the country Open school A failure Return home The beginning of a terrible experience Two months of uninterrupted drinking Coatless, hatless, and bootless The "Blue Goose" The tremens Inflammatory rheumatism The torments of the damned Walking on crutches Drive to Rushville Another drunk Pawn my clothes At Indianapolis A cold bath The consequence Teaching school Satisfaction given The kindness of Daniel Baker and his wife A paying practice at law.
I left Rushville at the time of which I am writing, but not until it was out of my power to either buy or beg a drop of liquor not until my reputation was destroyed and everything else that a true man would prize and then, like the prodigal who had wallowed with swine, I returned to my father's house the home of my childhood, around which lay the scenes which were imprinted on my mind with ineffaceable colors.
"We don't want to meet any kind of a fate," added Sam. "We want to have some fun." While the boys were discussing the proposed trip to Rushville they did not notice that Larkspur was close at hand, taking in much that was said. Presently Larkspur sauntered off and hunted up Jerry Koswell. "The Rovers are going off to-morrow," he said. "Where do you suppose they are going?"
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