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第36章 VI(2)

We bought it then and there, drove it home, and put it in our barn; and the next morning we hired a man in the neighborhood to come over and take care of it.

He arrived. Five minutes later a frightful racket broke out in the barn--sounds of stamping, kicking, and plunging, mingled with loud shouts. We ran to the scene of the trouble, and found our ``hired man'' rushing breathlessly toward the house. When he was able to speak he informed us that we had ``a devil in there,'' pointing back to the barn, and that the new horse's legs were in the air, all four of them at once, the minute he went near her. We insisted that he must have frightened or hurt her, but, sol- e mnly and with anxious looks behind, he protested that he had not. Finally Miss Crowell and I went into the barn, and received a dignified welcome from the new horse, which seemed pleased by our visit.

Together we harnessed her and, without the least difficulty, drove her out into the yard. As soon as our man took the reins, however, she reared, kicked, and smashed our brand-new buggy. We changed the man and had the buggy repaired, but by the end of the week the animal had smashed the buggy again. Then, with some natural resentment, we made a second visit to the man from whom we had bought her, and asked him why he had sold us such a horse.

He said he had told us the exact truth. The horse WAS sound and she WAS extremely gentle with women, but--and this point he had seen no reason to men- t ion, as we had not asked about it--she would not let a man come near her. He firmly refused to take her back, and we had to make the best of the bar- g ain. As it was impossible to take care of her our- s elves, I gave some thought to the problem she pre- s ented, and finally devised a plan which worked very well. I hired a neighbor who was a small, slight man to take care of her, and made him wear his wife's sunbonnet and waterproof cloak whenever he ap- p roached the horse. The picture he presented in these garments still stands out pleasantly against the background of my Cape Cod memories. The horse, however, did not share our appreciation of it. She was suspicious, and for a time she shied whenever the man and his sunbonnet and cloak appeared; b ut we stood by until she grew accustomed to them and him; and as he was both patient and gentle, she finally allowed him to harness and unharness her. But no man could drive her, and when I d rove to church I was forced to hitch and un- h itch her myself. No one else could do it, though many a gallant and subsequently resentful man at- t empted the feat.

On one occasion a man I greatly disliked, and who I h ad reason to know disliked me, insisted that he could unhitch her, and started to do so, notwithstanding my protests and explanations. At his approach she rose on her hind-legs, and when he grasped her bridle she lifted him off his feet. His expression as he hung in mid-air was an extraordinary mixture of surprise and regret. The moment I touched her, however, she quieted down, and when I got into the buggy and gathered up the reins she walked off like a lamb, leaving the man staring after her with his eyes starting from his head.

The previous owner had called the horse Daisy, and we never changed the name, though it always seemed sadly inappropriate. Time proved, however, that there were advantages in the ownership of Daisy. No man would allow his wife or daughter to drive behind her, and no one wanted to borrow her. If she had been a different kind of animal she would have been used by the whole community, We kept Daisy for seven years, and our acquaintance ripened into a pleasant friendship.

Another Cape Cod resident to whose memory I m ust offer tribute in these pages was Polly Ann Sears--one of the dearest and best of my parish- i oners. She had six sons, and when five had gone to sea she insisted that the sixth must remain at home. In vain the boy begged her to let him follow his brothers. She stood firm. The sea, she said, should not swallow all her boys; she had given it five--she must keep one.

As it happened, the son she kept at home was the only one who was drowned. He was caught in a fish-net and dragged under the waters of the bay near his home; and when I went to see his mother to offer such comfort as I could, she showed that she had learned the big lesson of the experience.

``I tried to be a special Providence,'' she moaned, ``and the one boy I kept home was the only boy I lost. I ain't a-goin' to be a Providence no more.''

The number of funerals on Cape Cod was tragi- c ally large. I was in great demand on these occa- s ions, and went all over the Cape, conducting fune- r al services--which seemed to be the one thing people thought I could do--and preaching funeral sermons.

Besides the victims of the sea, many of the resi- d ents who had drifted away were brought back to sleep their last sleep within sound of the waves.

Once I asked an old sea-captain why so many Cape Cod men and women who had been gone for years asked to be buried near their old homes, and his reply still lingers in my memory. He poked his toe in the sand for a moment and then said, slowly:

``Wal, I reckon it's because the Cape has such warm, comfortable sand to lie down in.''

My friend Mrs. Addy lay in the Crowell family lot, and during my pastorate at East Dennis I p reached the funeral sermon of her father, and later of her mother. Long after I had left Cape Cod I w as frequently called back to say the last words over the coffins of my old friends, and the saddest of those journeys was the one I made in response to a telegram from the mother of Relief Paine. When I had arrived and we stood together beside the ex- q uisite figure that seemed hardly more quiet in death than in life, Mrs. Paine voiced in her few words the feeling of the whole community--``Where shall we get our comfort and our inspiration, now that Relief is gone?''

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