The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1894-01-12

Adams, whose laziness appeared to be |
a positive disease.
He was thinking absorbedly Of many
things as he drove along-Andrew
Wilkerson's heinous failings being for
the moment wholly out of his mind.
"Hi, therel" o teamster shouted.
''Turn out, can't you"
"Turn out yourself, Seth Simpson"
said Mr.. Hinckley.
They were old friends, and they
grinned at each other.
But Mr.. Hinckley's three-year old
"colt" had no liking for the great
empty hay rack upon the rude seat of
which Seth Simpson sat. She reared
quickly and violently.
''You fool of horsew said her
driver good-humoredly. "Keep in the
road!"
He ierked her back, but she jumped
again.
Mr.. Hinckley was bending forward,
with strong grasp upon the lines, and
one of the protruding poles of the rack
struck him forcibly ON the forehead
The lines fell from his hands, and he
felt of his head in daze of pain and
alarn, and fell forward just as Seth
Simpson reached and caught him.
A voluminous voice was sounding in
his confused ears when his senses re-
turned to him.
ono, sir; get Doctor Collins" it
said, decisively. 'He's the only Teller
around here that knows the difference
between toothache and case of
cholery morbus "
Goodness, Andrew, quit your jok-
ing!" a womnn's pleasant voice be-
seeched. Giant no time for jokes.
But you had better get Doctor Collins,
Mr.. Simpson. Andrew, here, put an
other pillow under his head. He's
coming to-"
Mr.. Hinckley felt the breeze pro-
duced by palm-leaf fan; he smelled
arnica and camphor and ammonia.
He was on lounge, with his collar
loosened and his face and hands wet.
A big heavy bearded man stood over
him-Andrew Wilkerson.
"Wal, you're master hand, Sary ?
he circulated bringing him round
like that. / don't believe we'll neet
Collins when he gets here. Igues'
it's jest big bump that he'll set ovel
without"
'Andrews," said his wife, ''if you
can't talk any lower, you'll have to &c
out in the kitchen. He amt jest the
man to have round anybody that's sick
Mr.. Hinckley," she said to the sufferer
4 "but he means we'll"
Thereupon Andrew gave lout
laugh.
= Mr.. Hincllley raised himself anc
leaned on his elbow. He felt ill a
ease, disturbed, half angry.
"Andrew sent up for your niece, Mr.
Hincllley," said Mrs. Wilkerson. "W
didn't know just when you could b,
S moved, and we thought she'd want tC
know"
Cum! yes. I'm much obliged.
guess [ can be moved; guess Their
a amt do bones broke" Mr.. Hinckle,
I responded. He was cycling Andrev
Wilkerson without warmth 'You'v,
S changed considerable since we, kne,
, each other up in Indiany, hain't you?
S he queried.
, "Indiany?" Andrew Wilkerson re
0 peated, in hearty tones. ooh, yes
4 yes, to-be-sure! So've you.
= "You're thicker set. "
j. "Wal, yes, guessI be. You're hold
ing your years well, Mr.. Hinckley-
a splendid. "
, "Better lay down ag'in, hadn't you ?
7, said his wife.
81 guess I'm holding my years., MI
d Hinckley rejoined, unmolliied. 'I'v
got good straight, honest life benin
me, anyhow. never done no injur
o to no man"
g course not-course not ~ said Nj
h Wilkerson, in soothing manner
:, which nettled his enforced guest.
d GIVE tried to forget that it'll
J transaction we had, Andrew Wilkel
g SON" said Mr.. Hlnckley 'Slnc
e we've been neighbors here I've trie
II to forget it. But L can't RELY fergt
J being cheated out of hundred an
twenty one dollars and q half cleo
l. money"
II "Wa'nt it ffty-one cents?" Nj
-e Wilkerson demanded, bursting into
great roar of laughter. "See here,
" wanter know what you're driving a
u l thought you was loony-out of yor
lie head-when you begun, but see yo
amt. What are you trying to get at
k 1 never see you before came here,
l all my born days"
"Ain't you Andrew Wilkerson,
I'd Indiany?"
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