TRANSCRIPT

The New Arrival
A short story from 'Pioneer Tales and Other Human Stories'
By H.B. Adshead
Part 3


There were no doctors nearer than Innisfail or Calgary, but fortunately there lived on a homestead some few miles east of Olds a man, who, though having no 'papers'from Regina, had practiced in Michigan, and what the old settlers owe to good old Doc. Kay has not been made known. The Doc. Promised me to come if I went after him.
During August it rained continuously. It seemed as if the clouds were so heavy and full that they trailed along the ground, driven by the north-east winds, and the rain came through the sod roof until the only dry spot was beneath the big center ridge pole. And they told us it only rained a few days in June!
When it did come a fine day and we saw the sun for a little while, I knew John was alive and he knew we were okay because we could see each other hanging out the clothes, etc. , to dry, and we could signal though we were not scouts. As it rained inside the shack a day or so after it stopped raining outside, we both moved outside for a while on a fine day.