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“Why have you been away out in the country for milk?”,It may be that atmospheric changes helped to cause the disquiet, for in the midst of an exciting account of a fairy dancing on a moonbeam, a sudden shower descended on the barn and began to pour in a stream through a hole in the roof, immediately over Moses’ head.,He tidied himself, bade his mother good-bye, and followed the girls to rehearsal.,So a little church had been built there. The four walls of peeled logs carefully chinked with plaster were now grey and weathered. Inside of the building the red-draped altar, pulpit and reading-desk occupied at least one-third of the available space. There were pews to seat a score of people and behind these was a large heater. The uneven walls were whitewashed. In the windows, three on each side, were alternate blue and white panes of glass.,The Sheriff was a small man with fair, curly hair like a girl’s; but there was that in his eye that reinforced his pistol, made the big fellow quail, the other mutter a low warning. The two lifted the chest by its strong handles and stepped out.,The little room was rude and bare, but Billy loved it. He thought the massive beams like the ribs of a ship, and planned to hang between them all his ship pictures. Anything relating to the sea fired his imagination. It gave him a sense of manliness to sleep there alone; and when the heavier gusts of night wind rocked the tower, and each revolution of the big wheel splashed the water against the tank, as waves lap a ship’s side, he dreamed himself on the ocean, called himself “Captain.”,“Surely Billy has earned it, Mrs. Bennett,” Mr. Smith urged.,“All ready?” cried Captain Billy. “Are you ready, Ladybird?”,“No; will you tell me?”,“Oh, no, no! I’m fit—I must find her myself—right now!”,“Rocky?” he interrupted. “You bet not. It’ll be just bully, that’s what!”,George nudged Jimmy. “Hit again, Sour. Come on.” The two boys went out, mysteriously embarrassed..