The Penn's Grove record., 1896-06-05
ELEANOR BUNKER,
Counselor and Attorney at Law

/: ELEANOR BUNKER,
: Counselor and Attorney at Law. :
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IN letters as bright as gold-leaf could
make them, had gone up the day be-
fore, and his library, rather n scant
pattern, had just arrived, and Elkanor
had spent the last fifteen minutes In
putting that up, too; after which
Elkanor seated himself again in his
old armchair, and muSing, rested.
"Oh, for a good, fat clientr' sighed
Elkanor. after half an hours solitary
reflection. Signing doesn't generally
secure the object longed for, but In this
case the usual order of things seemed
likely to be reversed. A heavy step
was heard in the passage, a rap at the
door, and In stalked a gaunt, bOny, six
footcr, with an axgoad in one hand and
an undressed ~sheepskin In the other.
Elkanor knew his customer, an old ac-
q%uaintance, misery MS the day Is long
when days are the longest" He coolly
pushed out q chair to him, and then
busted himself with some books and
papers that lay before him. with an
appearance of industry decidedly great
er than he manifested before his WIS.,
itor's entrance.
"You seem to be plaguy busy this
morning, squi.A" said Mr.. Tarbox,
after n silent session of some fifteen
minutes.
Rather busy, sir"
"Well, then, l guess l won't interrupt
you, squire, seein' rs you are busy"
at ls my business. sir, to be inter
rupted," remarked Elkanor.
"Yes, l know 1t is: but you see l
didn't exactly call on business. l only
wanted to get a little advice; just to
find out what your opinion is"
"Well, sir, state your case" laconic-
ally remarked Elkanor.
"NThy, you see. squire, we had q
kind of cattle show down at u eend
of the town, you know, last week
a-Tuesday. Well. you see, ] got into
q little bit of a scrape there. You know
Bill Walker, l s'poseT'
~ can't say l do" said Elkanor.
IbOH 1 hlipN Dill W d4htl@ AJtA ' TIT
and airth, squire! everybody knows
Bill Walker. l ruther guess you know
him, squire. Jest think a minute"
perhaps so; but go on with your
case, If you please, and let Bill Walker
go"
Eyes, but raaly, now / thought you
knew Bill. Why, l swan, squire, you
must know him. Bill Walkers the
man that wears that old"
But we will not infict on our readers
Mr.. Tarbox's luminous description of
Bill Walkers wearing apparel. Suffice
1t that he did describe the said Walk
er's apparel in a discourse Of about ff-
teen minutes, after which he spent half
an hour In telling how he and Bill had
had a fight together. and then eked out
the rest of the morning by telling what
they had fought together for. He was
In the midst of this when Elkanor
heard the distant dinner bell ring.
Elkanor hadn't been in the profession
long enough to know that lawyers are
generally supposed not TO need dinners,
30 he cut short his clients tale with:
1.-THE amount of the whole matter,
Mr.. Tarbox, so far as I can see from
your W story, Is that you think Bill
Walker stole one of your sheep and
acknowledged that you have been and
taken one of his"
That's 1t, squire; you've hit II 'dzact-
IT,"
but you have no business to take one
Of Bill Walkers sheep"
"Why, Bill Walker took one of mine.
perhaps SO; but can you prove that
fact2"
prove It'll Thunder and lightning! ]
should hope so. l cal prove that fast
enough"
Who'll swear to It'll"
why, anybody will swear to IT,"
"And what might anybody's name
beT' inquired Elkanor. did you Bet
Bill take the sheep or have anything IL
do with It'll"
mo, / didn't see him."
well, do you know anybody who
didT'
II can't say l do 'dzactly; but, thun
der and lightning, squire! Bill Walker
Is just the sort Of a fellow to steal
sheep. I'll swear TO that"