"I'm glad the house is in as good condition as it seems to be,"
exclaimed Mrs. Morton. "I couldn't bear to have the old homestead fall
to ruin. I was startled at Father's message."
"Not so startled as all the people here were in the night," laughed her
father who had been talking with Mrs. Schuler. "It seems that the
worst noise came after the electric storm was over, but while the wind
was at its highest."
"The chimney wasn't struck by lightning, then."
"It was not lightning," asserted Mr. Schuler. "The wind knocked bricks
from the top of the chimney. I saw one or two on the roof this
morning. As you see, several fell down the chimney into the fireplace."
"I can't see how bricks from the top of the chimney could have made the
crack in the kitchen side of the chimney and this crack in the back of
the fireplace."
"Nor I," agreed Mr. Schuler. "The roar was tremendous. I could not
believe that I was seeing rightly when I beheld only these few fallen
bricks."
"It sounded as if the whole chimney had fallen," Mrs. Schuler confirmed
her husband's assertion.
"Mrs. Peterson says it sounded to her like an explosion, sir," said
Moya, who had been talking with the women on the porch.
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