The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1893-12-08

But YOU had better get Doctor ColiIhes
rass55mfa9s as5 %:
MIR. Hinckley felt the breeze pro.
duced by II palm-lcaf fan; he smellsd
arnica and cHmphor and ammonia.
lie was on n lounge, with his collar
loosened and his face and hands wet,
big heavy bearded man stood over
him-Andrew Wilkerson.
oval, you're master hand, Sary |"
he cjaculated-" "bringing him round
like that. 1 don't believe we'll need
Collins when he gets here. Iguess
it's Jest big bump that he'll get over
without"
Andrews" said his wife, eff you
can't talk any lower, you'll have to go
out in the kitchen. He amt Jest the
nan to have round anybody that's sick,
MIR. Hincklcy," she said to the sufferer,
"but he means we'll"
Thereupon Andrew gave a loud
laugh.
Mr.. Hinckley raised himself and
leaned on his elbow. He felt ill at
ease, disturbed, huff angry.
"Andrew sent up for your niece, Mr..
Hinckl"y," said Mrs. Wilkcrson. "Wc
moved, and we thought she'd want to
know"
Cum! yes. I'm much obliged. I
guess | can he moved; guess there
amt do bones broke" Mr.. Hmcklcy
responded. lie was cyeing Andrew
Wilkcrson without warmth. "You'ye
changed conSldCr'hlc since we knew
each other up in Gndiany, hain't you?"
he qucricd.
'Indiany?" Andrew Wilkerson re-
pcatcd, in hearty tones. "Oh, yes.
yes, to-hc-sure! So'vo YOU"
'You'rc thicker set"
"Wal, yes, guess be. You're hold.
ing your wears we'll, Mr.. Hinckley-
splendid.
Better lay down ag'in, hadn't you ?"
said his wife
81 guess I'm holding my years." Mr..
Hincklcy rojoined, unmollitied. "I've
got good straight, honest life behind
me, anyhow. L never done no injury
to no man"
Course not-coursc not ~ snid Mr..
Wllkerson, in II soothing manner,
which ncttlcd his enforced guest.
GIVE tried to fcrget that little
transaction we had, Andrew Will1er.
son." said Mr.. Hinckley. "Since
we've been n"ighbors here I've tried
to terget it. But / can't reely ferget
being cheated out of hundred and
twenty'one dollars and n half clear
money.
WANT it tifty-one cents?" Mr.
Wilkerson demanded, bursting into a
great roar Of laughter. "Sce here, I
wantcr know what you're driving at.
| thought you was loony-out of your
hcnd-when you begun, but L see you
amt. What are You trying to get at?
| never see You before came here, in
all my born days"
'Ain't You Andrew Wilkcrson. OF
Indinny?"
"Tm Andrew Wilii"rson, but I amt
of 1ndiany, by long shot 1 come
from Michigan always lived thor
ner ] amt ashamed OF it,
Andrew" his wife demonstrated,
elf You get him excited"
81 amt excited" SAID NJ. Hinckley,
lying down, weakly. 81 felt, minute
l laid eyes on you, that I'd ben max
ing mistake all this time. I've got
considerable To apologize for, Mr..
Wilkerson. l ain't ever had good
square look at you before, and 1
thought the hull time you was feller
that want much better II an "a"
"Coyote, said Mr.. Wilkcrson.
oval, seeing | ain't that feller, aint
going to worry about it. Ner you
needn't apologize none. IfTd thought
feller ii clean me out of hundred
and twenty dollars and tifty-one cents
want it'd ben mad. Wal, now,
we hain't ben very neighborly, but /
kind O think your gal and my boy We
made up for it pretty much"
"Andrcw - said Mrs. Wilkerson.
But sudden rush and futter of
blue gown and incohcrcnt little mur.
murings interrupted the talk
Jean bent over her uncle, her arms
around him.
ooh, pappy," she cried, "you amt
killed? oh, pappy, [ was scared to
death when Wilbur come and told
me!
'"Told Won 7 guessed he want hurt
much, said n tall young man behind
her
Upon this young mau Mr.. Hinck-
ley's eyes were fixed. He WAS fine
looking fellow, and Jean had called
him Wilbur.
Mr.. Hinckloy felt that some expla-
nation was due him from somebody,
but he made his own explanation first
Jean" he said, che amt the man.
He amt from Indiany, jean. I've
wronged him"
ooh, pappy!" Jean sobbed. "Nor
| hain't done right by you. I've
known Wilbur almost ever since he's
been here. We got acquainted at the
Fisk girls dance, and we've seen each
other lots since, Hnd-and, pappy-"
'And we're going to get married be-
fore next spring, / reckon" said Will
bur, with IA flush of pride and content.
His father gave rolling laugh
"What, you MINK" he cried-"you
agreed marry son of Andrew Wilk-
erson, Of Indiany?"
"Yes, I did, said Jean, her bright