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It was the first phonograph to coine
to Peevv’s Mills, and its advent caused
something < f a stir. The town clerk
had just characterized It as “onre
ligious." and was endeavoring in
vague desperation to prove that its
only mission was to play “dance
music.” The selectman and the G. A. R.
veteran, as they filled pipes from hts
plug, took no positive stand, but read
ily united with him in asking. Why
had Whittaker Hurnhani bought it?
"While i don't approve of iiis buy in’
it,’’ drawled the town clerk, “1 guess
I’ve found t.h’ reason. He wants ter
chirk up his wife. Ever since their boy
Hob ran away, ten years ago, she's
been gloomy an' depressed like. Whit
taker. close as he Is, would buy any
thing ter rouse her up. Hut dang a
talkin’-machlne! A talkin’-machine is
peculiar only in its disposition ter be
cussed."
Old ruan Burnham in the* meanwhile
was experiencing considerable diffi
culty with the “contraption," or seem
ingly so. His wife had paid but scant
attention as he unpacked it( and his
mouth pulled down at the corners as
he furtively noted her abstraction.
“I guess I can never fix this horn on,
now I've bought th’ dunged thing," lie
grumbled.
"Let me help you, dear,” she offered
listlessly, and his frosty gaze burned
warm as he saw the color mount her
cheeks in her deft endeavor to aid him.
"Why, you've turned this screw 'way
in,” she cried triumphantly, as with
her scissors she rein ‘lied his blunder.
"Of course you couldn’t fix it with the
screw that way.” And quickly the
horn was secured in place.
"We'll enjoy this. I'm a thinkin',"
he observed genially, still studying her
—'-'-'Qarewoni face fit m the tail of his
eye.
“Erfjoy itl-OTi, yes; we’ll enjoy it."
Mrs. Burnham repeated vacantly. "Tea
years ago yesterday H was. Ten long,
weary years!" '— „
“Why d’ye always hark bac-V* ter
thrt?" he cried in despair, and Kin
blftck-veined hand shook as he ai
ranged the records. He knew it was
foolish to expect her to forget. He had
hoped, however, that the talking-ma
chine would by some mysterious means
operate to arouse her brooding mind,
even ii' but for a day. He bad pur
posely tampered with the screw to
give her a petty victory, and now she
was cast l«*ck amid her bitter cogita
tions again, and her eyes neither saw
him nor the toy as she sat by the win
dow and propped her chin in one thin
hand.
it was nor tavonte seat; tor rron
that particular window she could
watch the brown sweep of dusty road
until it dcdged behind the curve. On
winter nights she had sat there, oh
livious to his presence and with the
curtains pulled behind It, so site
might pierce the darkness.
A movement at the window caused
him to turn. She had risen and was
shading her eyes in an effort to scan
the now dusky road. “Some one's com
ing,” she faltered.
He knew the wild hope ever tugging
rat her soul when a figure turned the
curve, and to save her further pain lie
explained brusquely: "Only three of the
boys cornin' up ter hear the machine.”
"Oh.” she sighed, lapsing into her ;
vfhair again.
“Yas, only some of the boys. I j
know'd they'd enjoy it." Then plead
ingly: "Kinder of chirk up a bit, if ye
can. I don't want ’em ter think ye're
sour on me. There! If ye'll go ter the
door I'll light a lamp.”
The guests consisted of the town
clerk and his companions of a few :
TitHirs before. The clerk was stern and 1
solemn, as if present under protest, |
and he viewed the crude gaiety of the j
others with a semblance of contempt.
As for the machine, he refused to Join
in the inspection, and, instead, sat
down beside Mrs. Burnham and re
turned her mechanical smile with a
curt nod. But the veteran and the
selectman could only bubble in the
keenest anticipation.
"Wal, shall we have some music?"
inquired Mr. Burnham.
"Let’s set an’ talk a while," sniffed
the clerk, not turning his head.
"Wal, we can talk while it's playin',”
compromised Mr. Burnham.
The clerk immediately stepped to
the table and became absorbed in a
photograph album as his host gingerly
slipped on the first record.
“Here’s Hob's picture,” whispered
the mother, reaching a fluttering hand
o\*-r the clerk's shoulder. But the
ether's attention faded into nothing
ness, and "he jerked about in lasting
amaze, as the smashing roar of the
bass drum, the purr of the snare and
blatant blare of the trombones, deco
tried and frilled into fanciful conceits
by piccolo 3ml cornet, began streaming
from the reproducer to drown her
rhapsody. He had had no idea it would
be like this and he could not censure
the old v< 1nan for nemo lsly summing
back and forth in an eccentric erf ,rt
to keep time. The ranting lilt of th;
march made even his rebel Horn feet
wish to prance, and once for all he
shed his disdain, snnren.’or -.1 and ac
cepted tin unt-hine as a mighty thing.
Mrs. Hu, riham, who had listened ai
•nt! t Hu pa icutly, kept hr. finger cn
he photo •■iH’.-h, m> as _se
ion ended, wiiis;..-; "1 "Tb.u was Hob
j he—iv- u: a
i Her husband, Haasa i; t r.-nuing
I
'’re of on rv and comment, was ansi
uaiy nbs -rvlng her anti had noted hei
tand on the album. He knew his last j
tratngem had hopelessly failed. If
„ver she sl/ouid 'i e tit music liced. it.
7onfa 'imfy arce v i *1 r> her saddened j
heu'-hts. She smiled slightly at the |
iext, a monologue, lost largely on her j
ruests, but at the close obstinately re- i
timed to tin- album and said: “Here's I
another that was took two years j
■ariier. Some think he has my chin.” j
“There's only one more left," said !
the selectman regretfully. “Let's have j
that, an' then 1 vote we try 'em all ;
over again.” v,
"Jest as ye say,” agreed Mr. Burn- j
ham wearily.
B-r-r-r, buzzed the machine and
pompously trtmouneed: " ‘Ben Bolt.'
the famous American ballad, as sung
by Alan Ranmore, the popular bary
tone of the Extravaganza Opera com
pany, for the Excelsior Phonograph
company of New York city.”
Tinkle, tinkle, rip| led the accom
paniment and softly ret ea d befo e j
the bell-voiced singer and hi- wva h
of melodic sweetness.
Oh, don’t you rememb r r-.vi |
Alice, Ren Holt, sweet A1 >
A shriek caused the four men to
stumble to a right-about to behold Mrs.
Burnham's face distorted :ni
white, while her hands work : <
sively. Now her wild outbur.-" to
words and she screamed: "K '■
boy!”
‘‘—When you gave her a snide, a
trembled with fear at your frown, con
tinued the machine.
‘‘She’s dyin*!” whispered the slow
minded father.
“Sha’n t ye give up!” stuttered the
town clerk, lolling back very limp.
“—Churchyard in the valley. Ben
Bolt,” sobbed the record.
“Bob! Oh. Bob!” ; anted the mother,
.tottering forward only to fall into her
husband's arms.
“By th’ Etarnal! It is Bob!” bel
lowed Mr. Burnham, laying her on the
couch.
“They have fitted a slab of granite
so gray," wailed the record.
“Oh, Heavens!” The selectman shiv
ered with an unfamiliar emotion as he,
too. caught, the well-remembered voice
of the long-missing boy.
Then, as the true import flashed
home to all three, they became gal
vanized into an intensity' of motion
&
“Heiio. Job! Hello! Don’t Ye Kr.ow
Me?” Implored the Clerk.
and danced madly around the machine,
calling encouragement into the horn,
with the clerk trumpeting through his
hands to make the singer h< •; hut
the old man kneeling beside the pros
trate woman heeded none of it.
"Heiio, Hob! Hello! This is me!
Don’t ye know me?” implored the
clerk, standing on one log.
“And sweet Alice lies under the
stone,” the liquid voice replied.
“Bob! Bobbie! I sav. Bob! Come
out!” hoarsely begged the veteran,
stumping his still leg to command at
tention.
“Yas, jump out, Bob,” choked the
selectman, moving back a few steps.
"Stop it!” groaned the gray-faced
father from the couch. “Stop it! it
will kill her.”
“My boy," murmured the mother.
,-truggling to her elbow and looking
confusedly about. “My boy! Where
is he? I hear his voice.”'
A pale-faced woman flung to the
porch railing of the Burnham house
and scanned the road with aching eyes.
No word yet from her husband, and
her heart was like ice within her
breast, tic had assured her he would
return within a week., and that period
j of time had elapsed without bringing
i a sign from him. No doubt he had
j failed once more, ami—
“Got a message far ye,” chuckled a
voice, and she turned to behold the
veteran hopping onto the porch.
“From whom?” she whispered.
"I tell ye, it reminds me of when
Gen. Sherman took me aside and said
“Give me the message!” she cried
fiercely, snatching the yellow slip from
i his hand.
“I know what it says,” grinned the
| veteran, as her nervous fingers tore at
, the paper, “it was telephoned in from
th' junction, an’ th' town clerk read it
: out loud.”
But with a glad cry Mrs. Burnham
! left him and stumbled into the house,
! her eyes blinded with happy tears, for
on the yellow paper she had read:
“Be prepared to liear ‘Ben Bolt'
j sunS to-uight. We arrive later stage.
“WHITTAKER.”
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