Flash after
flash lit up their rooms so that the roosters and puppies and pigs and
cows on the curtains stood out clearly in the white light. Crash after
crash sent them cowering under the covers of their beds. The children
woke and added their cries to the tumult.
As the electric storm swept away into the distance the wind rose and
howled about the house. Shutters slammed; chairs were over-turned on
the porch; a brick fell with a thud from the top of the chimney to the
roof; another fell down the chimney into the fireplace where its
arrival was followed by a roar that seemed to shake the old building on
its foundation.
"Grrreat Scott!" ejaculated Mr. Schuler, who had learned some English
expressions from his pupils. He was returning through the hall from a
hobbling excursion to make sure that all the windows down stairs were
closed. The candle dropped from his hand and he was left in the dark.
His crutch slid from under his arm, and he was forced to cling to a
table for support and call for his wife to come and find it for him.
Mrs. Schuler reached him from the kitchen where she had been attending
to the fastenings of the back door.
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