"Zack, now you stop that kinda crazy talk. There's a reason behind everything, and I'm sure there's one fer this." "There is a reason, maw. Junius. She's got the whole clearing lit up like the noonday sun. Lord only knows how she got that way, but she's shining out there like a great big light bulb, only brighter." Mrs. Stewart quickened her pace towards the clearing. "I'm going to see fer myself," she said determinedly, "and put an end to this foolish nonsense." "Alright, maw," Zack spoke resignedly, "if yer mind's set. But I'm warning ya, ya better squint yer eyes tight. She's too bright to look at. Poor Robbie must have got too good a look at her." Mrs. Stewart approached the clearing ahead of her husband, and moved the same bush aside that had obstructed her husband's view. Her gaze caught the brightly radiating figure of Junius, and Mrs. Stewart screamed, clasping her face with her hands. Zack had his head turned, but he groped for his wife, grasped her arm and led her from the clearing. "It's too crazy to believe, Zack," she whispered in awe; "What are we going to do? What has happened to poor Junius?" "I don't know what happened to her," Zack answered, "but I know what I'm going to do about it. I'm going to call the University and git them scientist fellas down here." "You suppose they can git close enough to milk the poor thing?" Mrs. Stewart clasped her hands in frustration. "She's probably in misery." Zack shook his head. "Ain't no tellin' what they're liable to do after they seen her. Most likely they'll want to ship her to the University to examine her and see how she got that way." "Why don't we call the Vet'nar'n?" Mrs. Stewart asked. "It might be some kind of new disease." "It ain't no disease, maw. It's something nobody in the whole world ever seen or heard of before. I jest hope I can convince them University fellas to come down here." "Don't you think you better tie Junius so she won't stray?" "Better wait and see what them scientists say. Besides, if she strays, all we gotta do is follow the light!" * * * * * Zack did the most important chores and at eight A.M. on the dot he called the State University. The operator at the switchboard answered sleepily. "Good morning, State University." "Mornin', ma'am. I'd like to talk to one of them scientist fellas." "To whom in particular did you wish to speak?" "Any of 'em that ain't busy. I got somethin' important to tell 'em." "If I knew what it was about," the operator was becoming irritated, "I'd connect you with the right party." Zack hesitated, reluctant to give his startling news to a mere operator. Instead, he hedged. "Well, who would have charge of things that light up?" "Oh, you want the electrical engineering lab. Just a moment, sir." There was a series of clicks and buzzes in the earpiece then Zack heard a man's deep voice. "Hello." "Hello," Zack replied, "this the electrical engineering lab?" "Yessir, that's right."