The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1903-08-03

co from several wagons by the coun-
trymen who were disposing of it.
Hello, Mr.. FIncherv' Pole greeted
him Familiarity. Want any help I'M
loadin'?''
Hello, Bakerr' said Ffncher, look
ing up from the blankbook in which he
was recording the weights. mo, reck-
on they can handle it all right" Finch
er was short, fat man. very bald and
with a round, laughing face. He had
known Pole a long time and consid-
| cred him a most amusing character.
How do you come on, Pole"
"Oh, about as common. jest thought
them fellers looked sOrter lightweight"
The men on the wagon laughed as
! they thumped bale OF hay on to the
platform. You'd better dry up" one
of them said. We'll git the mayor to
put you to work agin."
well, he'll have to be quicker about
it than he was the last time" said Pole
dryly.
Some one laughed Justify from be-
| hind q tall stack Of wheat In bags In
, the warehouse. 1t was Lawyer Ira
bue. He came round and picked up
| Fincher's daily paper, as he did every
morning. and sat down and began to
read it.
Now you are talkin'," he said
THAR was more rest In that Job. Pole.
than any you ever undertook. They
tell me you didn't crack rock"
Etnehsr laughed as he closed h1s
book and struck Baker with it play.
fully. Pole was too tired to do that
Job" he said He was born that way"
LAY, Nj Trabus retaliated Fole.
did you ever hser how got the best
q Nj Fincher in ehckan tradet"
! II DON'T think l over did, Pole
laughed tLs lawyer, sxpectantly. "How
was it?'
"Oh, come OF, don't 90 over that
again." said Ptncher, flushing.
at was this away" said Pole. with
! broad wholesome grin MY cousfn-
! Bart Wilks. was runnin' the restaurant
under the car shed about two yer ago.
He was new hand at the business.
an one day he had O. awful rush he
got q telegram that train load q pas
sengers had missed connection at Chat
tanooxa an would have to eat Win
him. He was powerful ratified. run
! min round like dos after its tail. he
knowed he'd have to have lot O Try
M chickens, an hs couldn't leave the
restaurant, 50 he axed me OF Ed take
the money an SO out III town an buy
'em fer 'in. I consented. an struck
Mr.. F1nehsr, who was selltn' seah truck
then. He lowed, you know. thai
jast wanted one, or two at the oi1sSdda,
! Ger nay own use. - when l seed fnN
sosIr out In roxt an axsd the price Of
! 'em hs kinder draw Oh his heerd I'LL
his mouth fell open an studied bow
he could make the most out O RA
! After awhile he said, 'We2l. Poaa IN
mako 'e1 10 cents apiece ef pick 'exa.
AN = ef you pick 'sm-' | S0rter skeerd
the chickens around an seed thar WAS
two or three tiny ODaS hidin under the
big ones. an l seed what he was up To
but | was ready fer I'm. AN right.
ses l, you pick 'em.' Thar was two
or three loafers standin' round an
they all laughed at nae when MI
kincher got down over the coop ar
finally ketched one about the size OF
q robin an hauled It out. keep on
a-pickin',' ses l, an he made a graz
fer one little bigger an handed II UP
to me- Then he stuck his hands down
In his pockets, dom his best to Keep
from laughip'. The gang yelled then,
but | wasn't done. Keep ON a-pickln','
ses I. An he got down agin. An, sir,
l got that coop at about 4 cents apiece
lessn he'd paid fer 'em. He trieo 70
oack. but the gang wouldn't let I'm.
It was the cheapest lot O chickens l
ever seed. l turned the little ones out
to fatten and made Wilks pay me the
market price all round fer the bunch =