A Gunner Aboard the "Yankee" eBook

Russell Doubleday
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 238 pages of information about A Gunner Aboard the "Yankee".

A Gunner Aboard the "Yankee" eBook

Russell Doubleday
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 238 pages of information about A Gunner Aboard the "Yankee".

“As I was saying,” broke in Tom at this juncture, “when I was about to leave the hospital, a man in the upper ward concluded to depart this world for a better one.  It happened about eight o’clock in the evening, and, as was usual in such cases, the nurse on watch was supposed to get several convalescent patients and a stretcher and carry the body down to a little wooden house a hundred yards from the main building.  The nurse, with whom I was on friendly terms, had an important case to attend to just then and he asked me if I wouldn’t take charge of the stretcher party.  Well, we started down the yard, I leading the way with a lantern, and we finally reached the little house.  We entered and——­”

“Some people think they are the only story tellers in the group,” remarked “Bill” with mild sarcasm at that interesting point.  “To tell a good story with a point to it is an art.  Now, as I was saying, this boy Mike would rather get into mischief than eat a—­what’s the Irish for potato?”

“Spud,” suggested “Hod.”

“Murphy,” said “Stump.”

“Well, it’s immaterial.  Anyway the boy was full of mischief.  The night the monk got away he had been sent to bed early because of some trick he had played.  He slept in a little room at the head of the stairs leading to the second story.  His window opened on a lean-to shed, and, as it was a warm evening, the sash was raised.  Shortly after the youngster got to bed, something slipped over the back fence, and after prowling about the yard for a moment, climbed upon the shed and through the window into the room where Mike was just in the act of falling asleep.  The thing, which was about the youngster’s size, crept over the floor toward the bed, and then with a spring, landed squarely upon——­”

“Some people use more wind in telling a story than would fill a maintop-sail,” drawled Tom.  “There’s nothing like getting at your subject.  Now, when we reached the little wooden house we entered, and after accomplishing our errand, started back to the main building.  While on the way it suddenly occurred to me that I had forgotten to close the door between the two rooms of which the house was composed.  There was an open window in the front room, and there was no telling what might get in.  I told the fellows to go on and I tasked back to the little house.  I still carried the lantern, but just as I reached the door, it went out.  I tell you, I felt like letting the whole thing go, but I didn’t want to get the nurse into trouble.  So I unlocked the front door, opened it, and, Great Scott!  I saw——­”

“There’s everything in choosing a subject when you want to tell a good story,” calmly interrupted Bill.  “This story I am trying to tell has a laugh in it.  You don’t have to keep your hair down with both hands and feel the cold chills playing tag up and down your spinal column, like you have to do when some people are trying to yarn.  Well, when the thing that had crept through

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