The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1881-01-13


he had found the place to stand on, and
could move the world with his little
lever. A red handkerchief carefully
pinned across his chest showed that he
had lungs and a mother. His boots
were polished to the last degree. His
pink and beardless face betrayed his
youth; and his voice-ahl his voicel
What a treasure it would have been
could he have let it out to masqueraders!
Whether it was just changing from that
of youth to that of man, or whether, like
reading and writing, it 'came by ma
ture," I can't tell. One instant it was
deep and bass, the next, squeaking and
soprano. No even tenor about that
voicei
He held out his hand, with, "Good-
morning, Mrs. Hucklestone. I hope the
baby has not had an attack"
popped into the dining room to gig
gle, but little well-bred Mable did not
even smile.
"Oh no." she cried; sit is Uncle Brim-
mer."
The doctor offered to see him at once.
Mabel got up to lead the way. Up to
this moment warrant it had not struck
her as anything out of the way that she
must invite DIR. Jex to climb a ladder
and crawl through a window to get at
his patient. But as she looked at him,
speckless, spotless, gloved, scented,
curled, then at the ladder leaning against
the wall ina disreputab1e, rickety sort
of way, scene of incongruity seemed
borne in on her soul. To add to her
distress and my hilarity, we saw that
Uncle Brimmer had hung out of the
window some mysterious under-rigging
that he wore. Long, red, and ragged,
it ''faunted in the breeze" as pictur-
sequely as the American flag on a Fourth
of July.
'1 am afraid, doctor, it will be little
awkward" faltered Mabel; ''Uncle Brim-
mer is up there;" and she waved her lily
hand
"An' you'll have to cline de ladder, I"
put in Nanky Pal, with a disrespectful
chuckle.
I thought the little doctor gasped; but
he recovered himself gallantly, and
said:
GAS boy I have climbed trees, and
think can ascend ladder as a man."
and he smiled heroically
We watched him. He was encum-
bered by the saddle-bags, but he man.
aged very well, and had nearly reached
the top, when suddenly Uncle Brim-
mer's head and shoulders protruded,
giving him the look of snail half out
of its shell.
"Here's my pulse, doctor,' he cried,
blandly, extending his barred arm.
"Tain't no place for you up here. An
here's my tongue" Then out went his
tongue for DR.. Jex's inspection.
The doctor settled himself on rrng of
the ladder, quite willing to be met half
way. Professional inquiries began,
when
"a deep sound struck like a rising knell'
"Good gracious!" exclaimed Mabel;
''what is that?"
Nanky Pal sprang up, with distended
eyes, almost letting the baby fall.
Again,
"Nearer, clearer, deadlier than before"
''Sakes alivel Miss Mabel" cried
Nanky, sole Mr.. Simmons bulls done
broke looser'
She was right. A moment more. and
In rushed the splendid angry beast, bel
lowing, paving the ground, shaking his
evil lowered head as if the devil were
contradicting him.
DIR. JeX turned sacred face. NV
lord Bull caught sight of the f1utterine
red rags, and charged the side of the
house. And give you my word, the
next instant the ladder was knocked
| from under the doctors feet, and he was
clinging frantically round the neck Of
Uncle Brinmer
Fearful moment.
"Pull him in, Uncle Brimmer-pull
him in, shrieked Mabel, dancing about.
81 can't, honey-I can't" gasped the
choking giant; I'm stuck"
'.Hold me up" cried the doctor.
"Send for help"
Uncle Brimmer seized him by the arm
pits. The saddle-bags went Gathering
down, and about the head of Master
Bull cloud of quinine, calomel, Dover's
and divers other powders and pills, broke
in binding confusion.
''Aunt Patsey, go for Mr.. Hucklestone
at once" called Mabel.
Aunt Patsey looked cautiously oui
from the kitchen door. eyer don't ketcl
me in de yard wild ole Simmons bull,
she said with charming Independence
'"Then shall send Nanky Pal"
'.If Nanky Pal goes outen dat house
I'll break every bone in her body"
Then Mabel began to beg: "Aunt Pat
sey, let her go, please. I'll give you /,
whole .bagful of quilt pieces, and m,
ruby rep polonaise that you begged M
for yesterday"
Aunt Patsey's head came out httl
further. "An' what else?"
"And ruffled pillow-sham, said Ma
bel, almost In tears, "and some whit,
sugar, and Ill make you a hat-anc
that's all. No,o!"
81 reckon dats about as much as tn,
chile is wuth," said the philosophi
mother. "Let her CO."
"F1yl fy!" cried Mabel
'I amt skeered," said Nanky. &c
amt dat sort. Nanny amt nuther
She was ies' waitin' ter see how mucl
you'd give"
Nanky's bare legs scudded quickl,
across the yard The bull took no motto
of her. He was still stamping and below
ing under that window. Uncle Brimme
and the doctor clung together, and only
kick now and then testified to the ittl
mans agony.
Suppose Uncle Brimmer should le
go?" suggested in hollow whisper.
"Oh, hush," cried Mabel. 'The doc
tors blood would be on our heads"
Cor the bulls horns"
It was not far to the tobacco field, an
in an incredibly short time brother Joh
came riding in followed by half doze1
stout negroes. With some delightful
play that gave one quite an idea of
Spanish bull fight, his lordship was cap
tured, and our little doctor was assiste'
to the house.
Gone was the glory of DR.. Trattle
Jex. His coat was torn, his knees grimy
his hands scratched, and he looked-ye
as if he had been crying.
"Can you ever forgive us?" said Mabel
piteously. She lowered about him like
little mother. She made him drink tw
glasses of wine; she mended his coat; sh
asked him if he would not like to kiss tn
baby. And finally wan smile shone i
tho cnl,ntnnapna of Ir: Iex For me