her, or sent her to prison. She never heard of "sich bisness, a-wakin'
people out of their beds in the middle o' the night fur dem foolin'
merchines."

But Harry's racket had a good effect, after all. It woke Aunt Judy, and
after a time she got out of bed, uncovered the fire, blew up a little
blaze, lighted a candle, and putting on some clothes, came and opened
the door, grumbling all the time.

"Now den," said she, holding the candle over her head, and looking like
a black Witch of Ender just out of the ground, "What you want?"

"I want to come in," said Harry.

"Well, den, come in," said she.

Harry was not slow to enter, and having made Aunt Judy bring him two
candles, which he told her the company would pay for, he set to work to
get his end of the line in working order.

When all was ready, he sat down to the instrument and "called" Harvey.

He felt very anxious as he did this. How could he be sure that Harvey
was there? What a long time for that poor fellow to wait, without having
any assurance that Harry would get across the creek at all, much less
reach his post, and go to work.

"He may suppose I'm drowned," thought Harry, "and he may have gone home
to tell the folks."