Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-08-12

said Kenner They certainly are trifin' gang, but I'll bet Bob feels like crawlin' in a hole an pullin' the hole In after im.''
 George Buckley stood down on the floor, his face rigid. They were all watching him. He took off his coat and hung 1t up and then walked out of the office through the warehouse to- ward the car of bacon.
 "I wonder what he's goin' to- be- | gan Kenner.
 "Goin' to scatter them fools, I reck- on,' said Hillyer angrily. "An' he ort, the blasted idiots!'
 Hanks had observed and heard. but he smoked on as if unconcerned.
 Kenner rose and went out. He came back in moment, a strange light in his honest face, his lips twitching
 George has got another pair O trucks an is helpin' Bob unload that 1 car,'' he said in an unsteady voice. By gum, he's a man, I tell you = manl"
 Hanks cigar had gone out, and he leaned forward and pressed it's end against the stove again. "It won't  exercise with the trucks as it will Bob to be bolstered up in his ways by what 1 George is a-doin' The Lord knows 1 you'll all ruin the boy among you I i! don't care how much work George does fer me- I'll save a dollar and half. l He can't make me feel cheap by that l sort O trick"
 1 Kenner did not seem to be listening. | With his eyes on Hillyer's sympathetic
 lace he remarked: The minute George
 Ioomed up out thar an grabbed them l trucks an set to work that gang dried I up an looked like they wanted to hide l They made some excuse or other an 1 slunk off down the railroad, an Bob l Bob jest looked like he could die fer
 i'm. tell you, you old stick in the I mud'-to Hanks-"I'Il bet any other daddy but you'd a made man out O l that material. Bob told me once that he wanted to go in business fer his self. Why don't you try imp
 "Try 'imH' said Hanks indifferently.
 "Who tried me, wonder? I had to l shift fer myself, an ef I've accumu- lated anything 1t has been by my own
 efforts. Eff anybody had set me up in |
 been wuth hill O beans''
 '.Yes, an you didn't start out with l as much agin you as Bob has, an l swered the cotton buyer. You wasn't l constantly surrounded by folks tellin' you yore old scrub of a daddy was l goin' to die an leave you whole lot I O money, an'-hold on. I'm not l through"-as Hanks was about to ! speak-tsan' whole community tellin' ! you you mustn't lay yore hands to ! menial labor. Tore daddy, from what
 hear, made you pull a bell cord over a mules back tell you was twenty one,
 an when you finally rig to the dignity
 O the junk shop you used to keep, you
 considered yourself in high G. Why, they say you never wore shoes tell you
 put lem on to vote in. They say a
 stranger put ID at Lib's house one
 night, MT. Hillyer, an Lib was standin'
 up before the fire warmth hisse'f. All
 at once Lib's nanny said, Henry, I thar's coal O fire under yore foot,
 an Lib looked up, as lazy then as now,
 an asked, in his slow way, Which
 foot, mar"
 Hillyer smiled, but Hanks simply
 grunted indifferently and began to look
 over packet of papers which he took
 from his pocket. Jake came in to tell
 Kenner that some cotton wagons were driving up, and Kenner started out,
 laughing good natufedly. At the door
 be paused, and, coming back, he leaned
 on the back of chair toward Hanks. ''You know how to take my fun, Lib, 2
 he said, just touch of apology ill his tone. You see, I used to have jest
 sech gang as Bob's society crowd to } contend with.' Kenner laughed. It ; was plain he had more to say in spite
 of the pressure of business.
 When growed up 1t was wuss, if
 anything, than now. It was jest after
 the war, when nobody had anything to put on style with, an everybody want ed to make good show to keep from
 lookin' beat Among the young men ]. in this place thar was some of us that
 jest naturally would work, an a pile : of lem that didn't seem to know how, an us that knowed how seemed to keep
 up the rest fer they was eternally ] a-borrowin' our cash an never dream.
 in O replacin' it. I remember thar
 was one young feller, Fred Dinslow, that kept my pocket change down to low ebb It went on so long that , got to prayin' over it, an finally got
 the courage to put my foot down.
 kept teIlin' i'm I didn't have it. He knowed did, an so did 1, but I could
 tell i'm that better'n anything else
 beca'se he hated to dispute my word
 as bad as I hated to refuse i'm my
 wages. Me n him was a-roomin to , gether, an one day nigger, Ali l! Hardin, begun to banter me to sell i'm , q light overcoat l was about through , with an I laid 1t out fer i'm. We'll Fred noticed 1t alvin out on the table . an axed me what I was a-goin' to dc with 1t. told i'm I was a-goin' tc i sell it to Ali Hardin. Me m Fred was a-lyin' smokin' on the bed, an he go1 up all at once am put the coat on an : stood lookin' at hiSse'f in the bureau