This world has more hards than softs for the average mortal and I never flattered myself on bein' above the average.
But there! How in the nation did I get onto this subject?
You and me settin' here on other folks's furniture--or what was furniture once--soppin' wet through and half froze, and me talkin' about troubles that's all dead and done with! What DID get me started?
Oh, yes, the storm.

I was just thinkin' how most of the important things in my life had had bad weather mixed up with 'em.

Come to think of it, it rained the day Mrs.Pearson was buried.

And her dyin' was what set me to thinkin' of cruisin' down here to East Wellmouth and lookin' at the property Uncle Abner left me.

I've never laid eyes on that property and I don't even know what the house looks like.