Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-09-18

George let i'm in an then stood right
on that sill thar an dared one of en-
to pass i'm He had gun but they
could a ground i'm to sausage meat.
One man cooked a revolver. an George
heard it an yelled ont an dared i'm
to shoot i'm while he stood in the
| light. an bemeaned i'm fer a coward
an all he could think of. His pure
grit. an the respect they bad fer i'm.
shamed the gang. an they left. But
thar's hero miss. You young ladies
study about leaders of great battles
that are this an that, but I'm a OLD
, soldier, an what George buckley done
last night was the bravest thing l ever
seed or heard tell Of"
I'VE thought Major Cranston WAS
here" Miss Cosby explained when Tru
lit had gone. I'VE have been looking
all over town for him"
George accompanied them to the car
riage and helped them in. He was still
flushed and embarrassed Lydia was
quiet and thoughtful.
You must come up and see us very
soou. SIZE SdlO WdHt you W kHo"
Kitty
Buckley turned back to the office. an
CRY with himself the FRUITS and ey,
erything pertaining to the recent hap
pening.
"Oh. what an ass made of myself"
he thought-"what Il depiorable help
less ass,''
He had Just seated himself at his
desk when JEFF Truitt came in
George" he said, "Kenner has offered
me job at the compress, and
"Wcil'- George looked up from his
work. with a frown-"that's all right.
I guess
Their eyes met, and Truitt's fell to
the ground. He turned out of the
door, meeting Kenner on the sidewalk
II made George mad jest now," he
said to Kenner II wouldn't "a done
it fer the world. but
"You didn't make me mad. old boy"
said George, coming up, with smile.
II was worried about calculation l
was making l hardly knew who was
speaking to me-"
"WelI Pm glad,'' said JEFF. with
smile of relief II wouldn't bother
you fer the world"
"l'll bet he was mad" said Kenner
to himself as be moved on. George
Buckley's as hard to understand some
times as woman. He didn't like the
way the Truitts carried on fore them
young ladies. Lord. he don't know
which side his breads buttered on!
Eff live hundred years I'll never
forget Lydia Cranston's face while old
Truitt was a-t"lkin, an George is as
blind as bat-kickin' himself right
now"
He went into the Office a few minutes
later. George was at his desk, a dry
pen in his hand, the flush still on his
face Il met Bob Hanks uptown
awhile ago" Kenner observed.
George did net seem to hear.
Hes put Oh Il new two horse delfv
cry wagon painted up with his sign
on it. jest like city wagons"
Buckley was still inattentive.
by the way. the little devil told me
he WAS goin' to let up on that school
girl racket o his. He told me of his
own accord so l reckon my talk did
some good t'other night"
II suppose it did" said Buckley, with
start. and he went to work. Kenner
stood watching him for several min
utes. The flush remained on Buckley's
face all that morning, and he seldom
answered when spoken to. Even Hill
yer remarked upon his strange con-
duct
He's a quar- boy" said the old man.
Il don't pretend to understand i'm, but
bank on i'm jest the same"
Il think l understand 'im." replied
Kenner. II kin see through a plank
when thar's a knot hole in It," But
that was as far as the cotton buyer
would commit himself.