Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1902-12-18

desire to curry favor. 1 did not come
here for that purpose. came accord
ing to written agreement, to serve you
in the capacity of druggist, to the best
of my ability. That l stand ready to
do. But you will find in me no cringing
underling. 1 am as Independent
self-willed, as yourself"
A peculiar eXpreSsion-like a CLEAN
of sunshine breaking through a cloud
bank-shot athwart the physicians
swarthy visage, sparkled in his black
eyes-and was gone. His voice was
clear and steady as he answered:
Let us drop the controversy. You
are willing to work for the salary
have offered?"
81 am" Firmly.
when do you wish to begin?"
At once-today."
very well, it is settled. But l desire
to have this understanding: Either of
US may annul the contract at any time.
Is that satisfactory
'Eminently.''
L am off to the country then" con-
cluded DR.. Barwood rising to his feet.
Il have drive of 80 or 40 mile to make
including a number of visits. Probably
l shall not be back before some time
tomorrow forenoon, as the roads are
heavy especially in the neighborhood
OF Blacks Mills on Bear Run, where I
am going. You may acquaint yourself
with the stock and look after whatever
you think needs attention. When re-
turn we will consult further about the
management of the business
They had left the Office and returned
to the drug room. Tucker lay sprawIed
upon the bench by the stove in which
no od Iii Cd
up his saddlebags, his Overcoat and
gloves from the over-laden counter
where they had reposed all the morn
ing, and hurriedly left the room Mar
lowe stepped to the one side window,
and watched him as he stiffly climbed
into his cart and drove away.
We'll, 1 see you're still alive yit,'
Jep drawled lazily, rolling his eyes at
Ralph, who stood gazing after the cart
disappearing up the sandy thorough
fare. Thought maybe you two hot
heads might git into a Kilkenny cat
fight an eat one another up. But you
both come out lookin' s pleasant as a
purity woman in pink sunbonnet-
Couldn't ave had much of an argy-
ment, 1 guess. Must ave agreed to
disagree, an let it go at that By the
way, there's somethin' funny bout peo-
pie argyin'-dogged if Their amt! Ever
thing bout it? Say you didn't? Well,
sir, it's jest like this: It's purity toler' bic
hard fer two men to be on opposite
sides in an argument, an both be right;
but it's most DANCED easy fer 'em both
to be wrong. Amt that so? Course
it is. An yit peoples alluz anxious to
stick Their noses into an argument. The
way they go nOSin' round fer trouble
put me in mind o Jack Rosser's oil
sow. Ever hear that story?"
Marlowe shook his head, as ne turned
from the window and resignedly drop
ped into a chair.
''Then I'll tell it to you," Jep volun-
teered with cheerful alacrity, ejecting
his quid and stroking his stubby mus
tache between his thumb and fore fin
ger. It'll help us to pass the time.
You see this Jack Rosser's a plasterer
an painter an Sc on; an two r three
summers ago he had an oil SOW that run
the streets an tOrmented everybody
She had a long, slim nose she coulu
poke clean to the bottom of a gallon
fruit jug; an an appetite like the I'M
quenchable thirst O. perdition-alluz
eatin' an alluz grunting fer more.
Jack used to feed 'er jest outside his
front gate-'ld set a bucket O. slop out
he'd been dom some whitewashin' fer
OF Mrs. Britton; an comm home to
dinner he set down his bucket O. white
wash-'bout two r three gallons he
meant to use on Joe Tricks cellar that
afternoon outside the gate, where
he'd been in the habit O. feedin' that OF
sow. He was hot, and hungry, an mad
cause he never did like to do white
Wash1n', seemed to look at it as
b'neath his dignity-an' wasn't think
in what he was doin'.
well, jest as Jack an the family sets
down to Their dinner, long comes that
OF SOW lookin' fer her'n. An SEEM
the bucket, she gives a satisfied ugh!
ugh, an makes a dive fer it. Never
stops to c'nsider mr. investigate; but
comm to the rash c'nclusion the stuff's
milk, jest shoves 'er nose into it clear
up to 'er ears, an begins to blubber fer
the p'tater pelin's she 'xpects to find in
the bottom.
"Taint't much of a trick to imagine
what happened. She took one gulp O.
the stuff-an' it got in 'er eyes: an
givin' an extra kink to 'er tail an let
tin out sQueal that split the weather.
boardin' on the warehouse cross the
street, she jerked 'er snout out o. the
whitewash an started on a Decline fer
nowhere.
But the bail o. the bucket-Jack had
left 1T standin' straight up-fell back
over the OF rips neck; an she was in
a fix. She paved an clawed, an shook
'er head, an grunted an squealed-
Scatter'n whitewash to the four corners
o kingdomcome-til half the peopIe in
town was out lookin' at the circus an
nearly dyin' a laughin'.
We'll, finally she fell down an rolled
over the bucket. That jerked the bail
OF; an away she went lickety-brindIe-
like she was shot out of a gun-suueaI-
in like all possessed an a twistin' 'er
tail like screw propeller. Utterly run
OF the edge O. the earth an disap-
peared.
(To be continued.)