“Did you git the doctor?” sez he.
That wuz a tender subject to me, but I wuz able to meet it. I sez—
“I thought I would try the Faith Cure, Josiah, and,” sez I, “I truly feel like a new creeter—the pain has almost all gone.” And it had, and from that minute I gained on it fast.
At bedtime I tried the Faith Cure agin, after goin’ through with the same simple preleminaries I had went through, and the next mornin’ the cure wuz almost complete, which made the trials that begun as soon as I opened my eyes some easier to bear.
I heard my pardner’s voice the first thing, out in the hall, through the half open door. I hearn him a-sayin’—
“Dum it all, don’t you never have day here? Is it always night?”
“It is day now,” sez the voice of a agitated chambermaid; “it is between 8 and 9 o’clock.”
“Pretty day!” sez Josiah. Sez he, “Look out of the winder and see if you can see daylight; a pretty day this is—dark as a stack of black cats, and darker, for you could see the cats if they wuz a inch from your nose.” Sez he, “We have been here three days, and I hain’t seen daylight yet.”
He had a air of blamin’ the girl, and I interfered and called him in; but the girl wuz waywised, and she said, “It is very unusual weather, sir—very unusual. We have never had such a fog before.”
They always say that, from Chicago and London to Egypt—they “never had it before.”