"I will sing you a song of that beautiful land—"
Then near at hand a strong, clear, musical tenor voice took up the second line,
"The far away home of the soul,"
and almost instantly a deep, resonant bass voice boomed in—
"Where no storms ever beat on that glittering strand
While the years of eternity roll,"
and soon a hundred voices were making melody of the spheres as they sang Philip Phillips's beautiful song.
"That was Wilse Hornbeck singin' tenor," said Si, as the song ended.
"And it was Hen Withers doin' the bass stunt," returned Shorty.
"You just oughter hear him do the ornamental on a mule whacker. Why, Si, he's an artist at cussing. Hen Withers is. Sodom and Gomorrah would git jealous of him if he planted himself near 'em, he's that wicked."
"Well, he can sing all right," grunted Si.