"By the big dipper, Bos"n!" he exclaimed. "You"re a wonder, you are.
I wouldn"t be surprised if you grew up to be a mind reader, like that feller in the show we went to at the townhall a spell ago. To tell you the honest Lord"s truth, I"ve been ashamed of myself ever since I come out of that schoolhouse door. When that teacher woman sprung that on me about my fo"mast hands aboard ship I was set back about forty fathom. I never wanted to answer anybody so bad in MY life, and I couldn"t "cause there wasn"t anything to say. I cal"late I"ve made a fool of myself."
Bos"n nodded again.
"We won"t do so any more, will we?" she said.
"You bet we won"t! _I_ won"t, anyhow. You haven"t done anything."
"And you"ll like teacher?"
The captain stamped his foot.
"No, SIR!" he declared. "She may be all right in her way--I s"pose she is; but it"s too Ma.s.sachusettsy a way for me. No, sir! I don"t like her and I WON"T like her. No, sir-ee, never! She--she ain"t my kind of a woman," he added stubbornly. "That"s what"s the matter! She ain"t my kind of a woman."
CHAPTER IX
POLITICS AND BIRTHDAYS
"Town meeting" was called for the twenty-first of November.
With the summer boarders gone, the cranberry picking finished, state election over, school begun and under way, and real winter not yet upon us, Bayport, in the late fall, distinctly needs something to enliven it. The Shakespeare Reading Society and the sewing circle continue, of course, to interest the "women folks," there is the usual every evening gathering at Simmons"s, and the young people are looking forward to the "Grand Ball" on Thanksgiving eve. But for the men, on week days, there is little to do except to "putter" about the house, banking its foundations with dry seaweed as a precaution against searching no"theasters, whitewashing the barns and outbuildings, or fixing things in the vegetable cellar where the sticks of smoked herring hang in rows above the barrels of cabbages, potatoes, and turnips. The fish weirs, most of them, are taken up, lest the ice, which will be driven into the bay later on, tear the nets to pieces. Even the hens grow lazy and lay less frequently. Therefore, away back in the "airly days," some far-sighted board of selectmen arranged that "town meeting" should be held during this lackadaisical season. A town meeting--and particularly a Bayport town meeting, where everything from personal affairs to religion is likely to be discussed--can stir up excitement when nothing else can.
This year there were several questions to be talked over and settled at town meeting. Two selectmen, whose terms expired, were candidates for re-election. Lem Myrick had resigned from the school committee, not waiting until spring, as he had announced that he should do. Then there was the usual sentiment in favor of better roads and the usual opposition to it. Also there was the ever-present hope of the government appropriation for harbor improvement.
Mr. Tidditt was one of the selectmen whose terms expired. In his dual capacity as selectman and town clerk Asaph felt himself to be a very important personage. To elect some one else in his place would be, he was certain, a calamity which would stagger the township. Therefore he was a busy man and made many calls upon his fellow citizens, not to influence their votes--he was careful to explain that--but just, as he said, "to see how they was gettin" along," and because he "thought consider"ble of "em" and "took a real personal interest, you understand," in their affairs.
To Captain Cy he came, naturally, for encouragement and help, being--as was his habit at such times--in a state of gloom and hopeless despair.
"No use, Whit," he groaned. ""Tain"t no use at all. I"m licked. I"m gettin" old and they don"t want me no more. I guess I"d better get right up afore the votin" begins and tell "em my health ain"t strong enough to be town clerk no longer. It"s better to do that than to be licked. Don"t you think so?"
"Sure thing!" replied his friend, with sarcasm. "If I was you I"d be toted in on a bed so they can see you"re all ready for the funeral.
Might have the doctor walkin" ahead, wipin" his eyes, and the joyful undertaker trottin" along astern. What"s the particular disease that"s got you by the collar just now--facial paralysis?"
"No. What made you think of that?"
"Oh, nothin"! Only I heard you stopped in at ten houses up to the west end of the town yesterday, and talked three quarters of an hour steady at everyone. That would fit me for the sc.r.a.p heap inside of a week, and you"ve been goin" it ever since September nearly. What does ail you--anything?"
"Why, no; nothin" special that way. Only there don"t seem to be any enthusiasm for me, somehow. I just hint at my bein" a candidate and folks say, "Yes, indeed. Looks like rain, don"t it?" and that"s about all."
"Well, that hadn"t ought to surprise you. If anybody came to me and says, "The sun"s goin" to rise to-morrer mornin"," I shouldn"t dance on my hat and crow hallelujahs. Enthusiasm! Why, Ase, you"ve been a candidate every two years since Noah got the ark off the ways, or along there. And there ain"t been any opposition to you yet, except that time when Uncle "Bial Stickney woke up in the wrong place and hollered "No,"
out of principle, thinkin" he was to home with his wife. If I was you I"d go and take a nap. You"ll read the minutes at selectmen"s meetings for another fifty year, more or less; take my word for it. As for the school committee, that"s different. I ain"t made up my mind about that."
There had been much discussion concerning the school committee. Who should be chosen to replace Mr. Myrick on the board was the gravest question to come before the meeting. Many names had been proposed at Simmons"s and elsewhere, but some of those named had refused to run, and others had not, after further consideration, seemed the proper persons for the office. In the absence of Mr. Atkins, Tad Simpson was our leader in the political arena. But Tad so far had been mute.
"Wait a while," he said. "There"s some weeks afore town meetin" day.
This is a serious business. We can"t have no more--I mean no unsuitable man to fill such an important place as that. The welfare of our posterity," he added, and we all recognized the quotation, "depends upon the choice that"s to be made."
A choice was made, however, on the very next day but one after this declaration. A candidate announced himself. Asaph and Bailey hurried to the Cy Whittaker place with the news. Captain Cy was in the woodshed building a doll house for Bos"n. "Just for my own amus.e.m.e.nt," he hastily explained. "Somethin" for her to take along when she goes out West to Betsy."
Mr. Tidditt was all smiles.
"What do you think, Cy?" he cried. "The new school committee man"s as good as elected. "Lonzo Snow"s goin" to take it."
The captain laid down his plane.
""Lonzo Snow!" he repeated. "You don"t say! Humph! Well, well!"
"Yes, sir!" exclaimed Bailey. "He"s come forward and says it"s his duty to do so. He--"
"Humph! His duty, hey? I wonder who pointed it out to him?"
"Well, I don"t know. But even Tad Simpson"s glad; he says that he knows Heman will be pleased with THAT kind of a candidate and so he won"t have to do any more huntin". He thinks "Lonzo"s comin" out by himself this way is a kind of special Providence."
"Yes, yes! I shouldn"t wonder. Did you ever notice how dead sure Tad and his kind are that Providence is workin" with "em? Seems to me "twould be more satisfactory if we could get a sight of the other partner"s signature to the deed."
"What"s the matter with you?" demanded Asaph. "You ain"t findin" fault with "Lonzo, are you? Ain"t he a good man?"
"Good! Sure thing he"s good! n.o.body can say he isn"t and tell the truth."
No one could truthfully speak ill of Alonzo Snow, that was a fact.
He lived at the lower end of the village, was well to do, a leading cranberry grower, and very prominent in the church. A mild, easygoing person was Mr. Snow, with an almost too keen fear of doing the wrong thing and therefore p.r.o.ne to be guided by the opinion of others. He was distinctly not a politician.
"Then what ails you?" asked Asaph hotly.
"Why, nothin", maybe. Only I"m always suspicious when Tad pats Providence on the back. I generally figure that I can see through a doughnut, when there"s a light behind the hole. Who is "Lonzo"s best friend in this town? Who does he chum with most of anybody?"
"Why, Darius Ellis, I guess. You know it."
"Um--hum. And Darius is on the committee--why?"
"Well, I s"pose "cause Heman Atkins thought he"d be a good feller to have there. But--"
"Yes, and "Lonzo"s pew in church is right under the Atkins memorial window. The light from it makes a kind of halo round his bald head every Sunday."
"Well, what of it? Heman, nor n.o.body else, could buy "Lonzo Snow."
"Buy him? Indeed they couldn"t. But there are some things you get without buyin"--the measles, for instance. And the one that"s catchin"
"em don"t know he"s in danger till the speckles break out. Fellers, this committee voted in Phoebe Dawes by just two votes to one, and one of the two was Lem Myrick. Darius was against her. Now with Tad and his "Providence" puttin" in "Lonzo Snow, and Heman Atkins settin" behind the screen workin" his Normal School music box so"s they can hear the tune--well, Phoebe MAY stay this term out, but how about next?"
"Hey? Why, I don"t know. Anyhow, you"re down on Phoebe as a thousand of brick. I don"t see why you worry about HER. After the way she treated poor Bos"n and all."
Captain Cy stirred uneasily and kicked a chip across the floor.
"Well," he said, "well, I--I don"t know"s that"s--That is, right"s right and wrong"s wrong. I"ve seen bullfights down yonder--" jerking his thumb over his shoulder in the vague direction of Buenos Ayres, "and every time my sympathy"s been with the bull. Not that I loved the critter for his own sake, but because all Greaserdom was out to down him. From what I hear, this Phoebe Dawes--for all her pesky down-East stubbornness--is teachin" pretty well, and anyhow she"s one little woman against Tad Simpson and Heman Atkins and--and Tad"s special brand of Providence. She deserves a fair shake and, by the big dipper, she"s goin" to have it!
Look here, you two! how would I look on the school committee?"