Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-28
CHAPTER V.

CHAPTER Y.
OHE next morning the open space
ut the side of the warehouse
was filled with mountain wag-
u Ons. Those which contained
nuts. ginseng. fruit. chickens,
butter or smoke cured bacon had
canvas covers over them. the 9th
were cotton wagons. upon which
great. bullying bales were heaped.
years crop was abundant, and lit
( the product had been stained in
boil, for the ripening period had
s dry and blessed with sunshine.
Hillyer was about to enter the
door of the warehouse after
akfast EasCOm Truitt slouched to-
him from a group around little
pfire between two cotton wagons.
ling his long thumb over his shout
and hitching up his suspender-
trousers mt the waist, he drew the
chant TO one side.
Feard Hillhouse say you was out
i'm fer George last night" he be-
avl,wardIv. an l lowed thar'd
10 harm in havin' n word with you.
It's all right 'twixt me N George,
J re. He told me jest now he never
wed what he was about an that
sorry. Shueks, he never hurt me,
Hnlyer. Besides, I'd let that chap
n me in the face as much as he
: after. the friend he's been to jeff.
he's done my boy one favor he has
undred. My wife feels jest like l
about George, an ef she was to hear
cot i'm in trouble over a little thing
that last night she'd quit me-
So thar won't be no charge agir
them" said Hillyer in relief.
Not a bill" said the mountaineer, un
sciously stroking the jaw Georg
ckley had bruised the night before
he marshal come TO me jest now al
pa me eff l wanted to make case
| told i'm he was crazy, that me I
orse was jest playin', an some
I'M dern niggers lowed we was fu
=
fTm glad you feel that way, Trultt
Id Hillyer. and he went into the o
p. sat down at his desk and Dega
read his mail.
rvo citizens of barley made Il
rehouse their business headquartel
ing the desks without pay. Hen
ankS. n tall. lank, married man aoo
ty-five years OF age. had a desk
> corner of the Office. He wore
ny brown beard, was dyspeptic. y
" skinned and nervous. He was
hnfederate veteran who had, after I
ar. developed a surprising capaci
r making money out of the unfor'
tie section he had bravely fought L
was a we'll to do note shaver,
Id farmers their yearly supplies
! enormous profit. Anything from
boxing stove to yoke of oxen "
bnsidered good security when once
S ,ribed in the Iron clad" mortgs
ote OF which he was the inventor.
ever wore a vest, and the pockets
is thin coat were always bullying W
otes and accounts which he carried
is person TO have them ready at
hents notice when he ran across
nouent. The other citizen was
Cepner. a jovial cotton buyer, ba
lor about forty-five years Of age v
vas the very life of the little CIR
When he had business TO transact
ould be as long faced and serious
nv one else: but even then ms hur
ras apt to bubble up and burst at
.erv moment no one was expecting
His chief amusement was IN teas
Hanks. whom he sarcasticalIy ca
old Iiberality." or Lib for sh
4e spoke with a whine that al"
ended in a rasping laugh that was
infectious. Hanks had never {
known 10 smile. and yet close OBS
pr would have seen that, IN DIS
way. be seemed TO enjoy all his a
siate's levity. 1t was a chilly day
there was a good ire in the long W
stove. and the two men bent oVel
George Buckley sat on ms hlsh
at his desk al work. on his big ledg'
SAY, George" whined kenner' a
threw cigar stump under the 5
and leaned back in his chair. Did
ever hear that tals Bill Cover Is a