Next day Sube's face blanched with fear as he saw the undertaker's wagon pass the house in the direction of the Unionville Mill. When the fearsome news was broken to Gizzard he presented a ray of hope.
"I ast my dad last night if anybody ever died of bee-sting and he said he never heard of any; but he said if a person got enough of 'em he couldn't see why they wouldn't kill just like a charge of birdshot."
"Does he know about everybody that dies in the whole world?" asked Sube incredulously.
"Maybe not all of 'em; but he knows about a good many."
At this point in the discussion Biscuit arrived, and with him came a brilliant idea to Sube.
"How good do you know Hi Wilbur, Biscuit?" he asked.
"How good! Say! He used to work for us!"
"Bet you don't know 'im good enough to nail 'im for a ride when he comes along!" challenged Sube.
"Oh! Don't I! Don't I, now! Well, you just watch me! Watch me! I'll show you if I do or not!" howled Biscuit.
"Well," said Sube, "he jus' went down the street, and when he comes back pretty quick we'll watch you all right!"