The Worthington advance., 1900-10-12

At length when 40 seated himself
beside the brindle COW and devoted
himself TO the .neilki1s, which tasl
he had to perform Will = single hand
hiaA temper gov quilts beyond HI man
agemsnt.
Lam sakes!" he sputtered, "Car'
liny don't seem to care no more fe1
me than II I was some scalawag dog
II she had one spark o kindness, sh.
would hev offered her services will
the choEes. Sh-, might a-done tn.
milkin' anyway"
- White conducting this one-sidei
conversa ton, he proceeded to extrac,
the milk with quick, savage jerks anG
entirely forgot to- accord the worthy
bovine the respect she believed wa.
due to an animal of her rank Fl MOI
possessing the power of speech sht
made use Of the only available mean,
at hand Of successfully .remonstrat.
ing against, such barbarous treat
ment; for, concentrating q vast
amount of strength in her right hind
leg, she unexpectedly exhibited . sur
prising degree Of celerity and ca
ressed Mr.. Jonas Pages shinbone
with her rough, hard hoof in q man
ner that was not calculated to in
spire undying gratitude; at least
Jonas didn't take 1t that way, II we
may regard the forcible language he
used I'VE will not repeat it) as. d can
did expression of his feelings.
"Drat the beast!" he exclaimed. m.
grily,> picking up his pail, which had
been kicked some distance to. one side
and recommending operations with
gentler movements. whats got into
her-seem's though everything on the
farm was itchin' to git into q fight!
I'll bet q dollar my legs black an
blue; there's lump comm on it big's
hens egg. III probably be lame
now fer a month";. =
His work at the barn finally con-
cluded, he hoobled slowly into the
house. Mrs. Page had gone to bed
and Jonas, disliking to disturb her,
hunted fully half an hour for the
liniment bottle. Man-like, he at first
neglected to procure a light, but felt
in its usual place, IN the darkness,
and failed to locate it. He ran across
the ink bottle, however; it was on
the corner shef, Sperilously near the
edge. and his sleeve brushing against
it rolled it over on its side, spilling
a*portion Of its contents on the shelf
and the remainder on the spotless
floor of the pantry.
The last letter he wrote he lost the
cork out of the bottle and thought
lessly set it away without putting in
new stopper. T.
"I'll ketch it now!" he declared, rue
fully, when, he had obtained a light
and taken view Of the damage done.
"Ev'ry 'tarnal things gone wrong to-
day. Where in the name O. goodness
is that pesky iniment? House an all
in it goin' to wreck an ruin, jist
through sheer carelessness! Car'liny's
so slack-no place fer nuthin' and
nuthin' in it's place! That ink
wouldn't hev ben split if the liniment
bottle was where it orter be-
Standing on 4 chair: and holding
the lamp high above his head, he
scanned carefully each of the top
shelves and then looked through, the
cupboards; but the object of his quest
stubbornly refused to be found. In
desperation he pulled the cover off
the salt barrel and even peeked into
the flour-bin. ~ n, 4. -fs.2
"No use taikin'. I've got to hev that
liniment. If I don't bathe my leg
with it'll won't be able to git onto my
feet tomorrow" he said, querulously.
Then raising his voice to pitch suf-
fciently loud to awaken the. dead,
were it possible, he cried:
"Car'liny, 1say Car'liny, where's the
liniment? Where the deuce dye keep
it? Half the time 'tain't in its place!'
"'Of course it amt IN its place when
you git done a-usin' it," came the de-
liberate retort in chilling accents
from the bedroom. "Perhaps, if you'd
take the trouble to look out on the
you'd :ind%i where ye
had: it. tore SUPPER"
"Spunky's ever" commented Jonas,
under his breath. "Sure 'nough-
come to think bout it, did hev the
plaguey thing there dopin' my sore
hand. Whydidn't hev my wits bout
me without askin' Car'liny; might
a-known wouldn't git civil answer >
This particular liniment was prep
aration in which Jonas had unshaken
faith; and he proceeded, with many
stifled grunts and groans,to apply a
liberal quantity to his injured leg. It
as indeed severe and painful bruise;
the swelling was apparently getting
larger and taking on a purple hue.
Wal, guess ! kin retire-at Last" !"
he said, looking at the old clock in the
kitchen corner, whose faithful hands
pointed to the eleventh. hour. =
. Al he sunk down on the soft feather
bed and drew the warm clothing about
him, . pleasant senseeof restfulness
came over his weary frame; but his
mind was fsrfrom experiencing sim
liar sensation. A train of sober redec-
tfon had taken possession Of it.
II amt no more exempted from Ills
than: you be, yet amt tellin' ye Of f,em
all the time." These words. kept com
ing before him incessantiy, and Just
the least bit of pang of regret that lie
had uttered them began to gnaw athis
heart strings.
A multitude of ills were coming upon
him good deal sooner than he antici-
pated. He wasn't prepares Tor their
visit, and, somehow or other, his stock
Of fortitude appeared exceedingly
small It was very difF3cnlt foyl;aithara