"I don't know," sez I sadly, "I don't know, Josiah, and anyway the winds
sweep down the lagoons, and azmy lingers on its wings. Pause, Josiah
Allen, for my sake, for liniments and poultices as well as clouds have
their dark linin's, and they turn 'em out to me as I ponder on your
course." Sez I, "Your danger appauls me, and also the idee of bein' up
nights with you."
"But," sez he firmly, "I _will_ be a gondolier, I'm bound on't. And,"
sez he, "I want one of them gorgeous silk dresses that they wear. I'd
love to appear in a red and yeller suit, Samantha, or a green and
purple, or a blue and maroon, with a pink sash made of thin glitterin'
silk, but I spoze that you will break that up in a minute. So, I spoze
that I shall have to dwindle down onto a silk scarf, or some plumes in
my hat, mebby--you never are willin' for me to soar out and spread
myself, but you probable wouldn't break up a few feathers."
I groaned aloud, and mentally groped round for aid, and instinctively
ketched holt of religion.
Sez I, "Elder Minkley is here, Josiah Allen, and Deacon
Henzy--Jonesville church is languishin' in debt. Is this a time for
feathers? What will they think on't? If you can spend money for silk
scarfs and plumes, they'll expect you, and with good reason, too, to
raise the debt on the meetin'-house."
He paused. Economy prevailed; what love couldn't effect or common sense,
closeness did.
His brow cleared from its anxious, ambitious creases, and sez he, "Wall,
do come on and less be goin."
CHAPTER XVII.
It rained some in the mornin', and Josiah said, "That it wuz
presumptious for any one to go out onto the Fair ground in such a time."
So he settled down with the last Sunday's _World_, which he hadn't had
time to read before, and looked and acted as if he wuzn't goin' to stir
out of his tracks in some time.
[Illustration: He wuzn't goin' to stir.]
But I went out onto the stoop and kinder put my hand out and looked up
into the clouds clost, and I see that it didn't do no more than to mist
some, and I felt as if it wuz a-goin' to clear off before long.
So I said that I wuz a-goin' to venter out.
Josiah opposed me warmly, and brung up the dangers that might befall me
with no pardner to protect me.
He brung up a hull heap on 'em and laid 'em down in front of me, but I
calmly walked past 'em, and took down my second-best dress and bunnet,
and a good deep water-proof cape, and sot off.
Wall, I got to the Fair ground with no casualities worth mentionin', and
I sauntered round there with my faithful umbrell as my only gardeen,
and see a sight, and took considerable comfort.
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