The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1912-06-26

Poor fellow" sympathized DoctoI
Temple, "its q cinderi"
"A cinderl It's at leasht ton Of
coal"
Il say, old boy, let me have peek.
said Wedgewood, screwing in his mon
ocle and peering into the depths OF
Wellington's eye. Il can't see bally
thing"
"Of course not, with that binder
on" growled the miserable wretch,
weeping in spite of himself and rub
bling his smarting orb.
Don't rub that eye" Ashton coun.
sclled, rub the other eye"
It's my eye; I'll rub II If want to-.
Get me a doctor, somebody. Pm
dying"
Here's Doctor Temple" said Ash
turned to the old clergyman with pa.
thetic trust, and the deceiver writhed
in his disguise. The best he could
think of was "Will somebody lend
me a lead pencil?"
what for?" said Wellington, un-
easily.
Il am going to roll your upper lid
up on 1t" said the Doctor.
"Oh, no, you're not" said the pa.
tent. you can roll your own lids!"
Then the conductor, still another
conductor, wandered on the scene and
asked as if it were not a world-impor
tant matter: whats the matter
pick up a cinder?"
Eyes. Perhaps you can get it out, >"
the alleged doctor appealed.
The conductor nodded: THE best
way is this--take hold of the wink.
ers."
"The what?" mumbled Wellington.
Grab the winkers of your upper
eyelid in your right hand"
I've got EN-
Now grab the winkers of your low.
er eyelid in your left hand. Now !
raise the right hand, push the under
lid under the overlid and haul the
overlid over the underlid; when you
have the overlid well over the I'm.
der
Wellington waved him away: "Say,
what do you think I'm trying to do?
stuff mattress? Get out of lhy way.
want my wife-lead me to my wife"
An excellent idea" said DR.. TEN.
pie, who had been praying for a recon
He guided Wellington with difficulty
10 the observation room and, finding
Mrs. Wellington at the desk as usual,
he began: "Oh, Mrs. Wellington, may
introduce you to your husband"
Mrs. Wellington rose haughtily,
'aught sight of her suffering consort
md ran to him with a cry of Jim
mel"
"Lucretia!"
What's happened-are you killed."
I'm far from we'll. But don't wor-
y My life insurance is paid up"
oh. my poor little darling" Mrs.
jimmie futtered, What on earth ails
ou?" She turned to the doctor. "Is
e going to die?"
Il think not" said the doctor. tits
My a bad case of cinder-in-the-eye-
Is" I
Thus treasured, Mrs Wellington
rent into the patients eye with her
as that the eyer" she
sked.
mol" he howled, the other one."
She went into that and came out
18th the cinder
There! It's just a tiny speck."
Wellington regarded the mote with
as that all? It felt as if
had Pixies Peak in my eye" Then +,
e waxed tender. ooh, Lucretia, how |;
an | ever"
But she drew away with a disdain- >
IL: Give me back my hand, please" .
Now, Lucretia," he protested, !,
1on't you think you're carrying this ;,
retty far?"
"Only as far as Reno" she answered r
'imiy, which stung him to retort: u
loud better take the beam out Of
'ur own eye, now that you've taken t
e cinder out of mine," but she, not 0
g that they were the center of inter- a
t, observed: "All the passengers are o
joying this, my dear. You'd better p
} back to the cafe" h
Wellington regarded her with a re- Il
llsion to wrath. He Numbered at 7
n: 81 will go back, but allow me to a
form you, my dear madam, that I'll b
It drink another drop-just to sur ly
Use you" is
Mrs. Wellington shrugged her shout a
RS at this ancient threat and Jimmie el
umbled back to his lair, whittier the tC
en- followed him. Feeling sympathy Of
the atmosphere, Little Jimmie felt
lpelled to pour out his grief: tC
"Jellmen, I'm a brok 'n-heartless W
an. Mrs. Well'n'ton is queen al
nong women, but she has temper of
rant" e,
Wedgewood broke in: 81 say, old
", you've carried this ballast for b'
rec days now, wherever did you get OF
}" al
Wellington drew himself up proud sS
for a moment before he slumped 81
ok into himself. well, you see, al
I 10 II 1e, OF