The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1881-02-03

he soon became the mainstay Of the
family. Cheerfully avoiding all the
work possible; indiffcrently as an ostrich
eatlng all he could find in cupboards or
highways; 9rimly playing hobgoblin for
baby. gayly twanging his banjo on
moonlight nights-memory recalls tEe,
with a smile, Uncle Brimmer! I can
close my eyes now and recall him. big.
shapless, indistinct in the semi darkness,
as he sat under the mulberry tree, sing
sing,
| g. Wish was I'm Tennessee,
A-settin' in my cheer
jug o whisky by my side.
| An arms arOun' my dearl"
This was his favorite Who shall
doubt that it expressed to him all the
poetry, romance, passion, of life?
Alter time Uncle Brimmer fell i'll,
and we sent for doctor.
| Dr. Irattlos JeX was the medical man
OF our county. Hell ived in Middleburn,
seven miles away, and he came trottinp
over on great bay horse, with o pair of
saddle-bags hanging like Gilpin's bot
ties, one on either side. He looked "a
dlminutive as monkey perched on the
tall horses back, and indeed he was "a
wee bit pawly body" as was said of
Tommy Moore. But, bless me! he was
as pompous and dself-important rs though
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 mother. His boots
| were polished to the last degree. His
pink and beardless face BETRAYED his
youth; and his voice-ah! his voice,
What u treasure it would have been
could he have let it out to masqueraders!
Whether it was just chaLgin from that
OF youth to that OF man, or whether, like
reading and writing, it "came by na-
ture, L can't tell. One instant it was
deep and bass, the next, sQueakino and
soprano. No even tenor about that
| voice!
He held oft his hand, with. "Good-
morning, Mrs. HuclIestone. L hope the
baby has not had an attack"
popped into the dining room to pio-
| gle, but little well-bred Mable did not
even smile.
ooh no." she cried; cit 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 DR.. JeX to climb ladder
and crawl through q window to get at
his patient. But as she looked at him,
speckless, spotless, gloved, scented,
eurlod, then at the ladder leaning against
tho wall in disreputable, rickety sort
OF way, sceno of incongruity seemed
borne in on her soul TO add to her
distress and my hilarity, we saw that
Uncle BriInDler had hung out of the
window somo mysterious under-rigging
that he wore. Long, red, and ragged,
1T "hn'mted iii the breeze" as pictur-
scquely as the American flag Oh Fourth
Of July.
''F am afraid, doctor, it will be little
awkward, " faltcred Mabel; "Uncle Brim-
mer is up there" and she waved her lily
hand.
can you'll have to cline de ladder"
put in Nanly Pal, with @ disrespectful
chuckle.
thought the little doctor gasped; but
he recovered himself gallantly, and
said:
CAS- boy have climbed trees, and
think I can ascend ladder as q man."
and he smiled heroically
We watched him. He was encum-
ber2d by the saddle-bags, but he man
aged very well, and had nearly reached
the top; when suddenly Uncle Brim-
mcr's head and shoulders protruded,
giving him tho 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 a rllng of
the ladder, quite willing to be met half
way Professional inquiries began,
when
"a deep sound struck like rising knoll"
Good gracious! exclaimed Mabel;
"what is that?"
Nanky Pal sprang up, with distonded
eyes, almost letting the baby fall.
Again,
Nearer, clearer deader than before"
"Sakes alive! Miss Mabel" cried
Nanky cole Mr.. Simmons bulls done
broke loosew
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.
Dr.. JeX turned sacred face. Nv
lord Bull caught sight of the futtering
red rags, and charged the side of the
house. And L 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 Brimmer,
Fearful moment.
"Pull him in, Uncle Brimmer-pull
him in, " shrieked Mabel, dancing about.
'I can't, honoy--I can't" gasped the
choking giant I'm stuck"
"HoId 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