The Independence Day Horror at KillsburyCoolidge, Asenath Carver
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The Independence Day Horror at Killsbury
Coolidge, Asenath Carver
Children -- Death -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Fireworks -- Fiction; Fourth of July -- Fiction
The first day of May Mr. Schwarmer came and brought a carload of workmen.
There had been a very large number from the beginning. The Library
building was completed and the building on the hill had been going on very
rapidly, particularly through the months of March and April, but the pace
was nothing to what it was after Mr. Schwarmer's advent. The large lot on
which the main building stood was enclosed by a high wall with gates,
elevated seats and awning posts. The building itself was decorated,
winged, painted, balconied and improved in wonderful ways. Band stands and
observation towers arose as if by magic.
Mr. Schwarmer was a man who liked to rush things, and he was here and
there and everywhere, pushing the work. When questioned as to its uses he
laughed and said:
"That is a query even to myself. Come to think of it, I guess I'll name it
'The Query.' It would be a good name for it and might be spelled with one
e or two. A very good one truly. A capital one, since its gates are to be
open to all the queer and popular things--that is the most popular,
amusing, instructive and queer; and as there is always a question as to
which is the most truly popular _et cetera_. The people of Killsbury and
the county can hold their fairs here if they wish, and bring their
showiest bed quilts and biggest pumpkins or things of that kind, most
assuredly they can."
A week after Mr. Schwarmer's arrival Mrs. Schwarmer and Adelaide came,
bringing with them the Librarian and the books. The work of putting the
Library in order was to be rushed also, for it was to be formally opened
and handed over to the town on the Fourth of July, with appropriate
ceremonies.
On the day of their arrival Dombey did not make his appearance at
dinner--a function which he was in the habit of observing as punctually as
the other members of the family.
"Where in the world is Dombey!" exclaimed Ruth. "You don't suppose he has
gone to the train to meet Adelaide Schwarmer again? Mrs. Langley told me
she was expected today."
"Very likely," laughed Ralph. "Dogs get habits as well as the rest of us.
See, there he comes, running like Jehu! He hasn't captured her this time;
but he acts as though chain lightning had struck him. Something is up you
may be sure."
And so there was. Dombey came rushing up to Ruth with a note tied to his
collar. It was from Adelaide Schwarmer, inviting her to meet them at the
Library the next morning. They (she and her mother) wanted to consult her
about some of the arrangements. "Father," she said, "was very busy and had
given it all into their hands to manage."
"It's well he has," said Ralph angrily. "You wouldn't have my consent to
go, if he were going to be there."
"Oh I don't think he is really a bad man, Ralph. Only blind with regard to
the characters of those about him, just as he is custom-blind in regard to
other things. Anyway I forgive him for his daughter's sake."
"Better wait until you see what performances he introduces on Schwarmer
Hill."
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