The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-10-01

she?
Wellington pushed him aside, say
ing: Stand back Doc, and let me
see; / have keen sense of beautiful"
BE careful" cried the doctor, /
he'll fall out of the window"
Not out of that window" Ashton
sagely. observed, seeing the bulk OF |
Wellington. AS the train started on |
again, Little Jimmie distributed alco-
holic smiles to the Green Riverers on
the platform and called out:
Goodbye, everybody. You're all
abslootly-ow- owl" He clapped his
hand TO his eye and crawled back into
the car, grooming with pain
What's the natter" said Wedge
wood. Got something in your eye?
NO, you blamed fool I'm trying TO
look through my thumb
Poor fellow!" sympathized Doctor
| Temple, its cinder!"
! "A cinder! It's at leasht a ton OF
coal"
| I 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-
selled, rub the other eye"
It's my eye; I'll rub it il want to.
Get me a doctor, somebody. I'm
dying"
Here's Doctor Temple" said Ash
ton, right on the job" Wellington
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 lead pencil?"
What for?" said Wellington, I'M
easily.
Il am going to roll your upper lid
up on it, said the Doctor.
, "Oh, no, you're not said the pa
tient. You can roll your own ids!'
Then the conductor, still another
conductor, wandered on the scene and
asked as if it were not Yorld-impor'
, tant matter: What's the matter
, pick up 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
q eyelid in your right hand"
3 I've got en-
Now grab the winkers of your low
q 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 we'll over the un
der"
o Wellington waved him away: Say
:. what do you think I'm trying to do
stuff mattress? Get out of my way
| want my wife-lead me to my wife.
- AN excellent idea" said Dr. Tenn
e pie, who had been praying for recon
: Citation.
He guided Wellington with difficult,
to the observation room and, finding
=, Mrs. Wellington at the desk as usual
he began: "Oh, Mrs. Wellington, ma
l introduce you to your husband"
Mrs. Wellington rose haughtily
caught sight of her suffering Censor
. and ran TO him with a cry of Jim
~ mie!"
"Lucretia!"
~ whats happened-are you killed
I'm far from we'll. But don't VOL
81 ry. My life insurance is paid up
ie "Oh, my poor little darling" Mr.
- Jimmie fiuttered, What on earth all
your" She turned to the doctor. 81
III he going to die?"
~ Il think not" said the doctor. 1T
Is only a bad case of cinder-in-the-ey
It's"
re Thus treasured, Mrs. Wellingto
Ve went into the patients eye with he
handkerchief. rs that the eyer" sh
tn asked.
mol" he howled, "the other one"
US She went into that and came OF
with the cinder.
i'd There! It's just tiny speck."
re Wellington regarded the mote wit
a amazement rs that all? 1t felt as
/ had Pixies Peak in my eye" The
he waxed tender. "Oh, Lucretia. no
er can l ever"
ct But she drew away with a disdai
en- full: Give me back my hand, please
"Now, Lucretia," he proteste
don't you think you're carrying tn
on pretty far?"
only as far as Reno" she answers
ny grimly, which stung him to rotor
II You'd better take the beam out
sn your own eye, now that you've take
al the cinder out of mine,' but she, nc
ing that they were the center Of int
at est, observed: "All the passengers a.
enjoying this, my dear. You'd bett
go back to the cafe"
Wellington regarded her with T
IS vulsion to wrath. He Numbered
ne her: IL will go back, but allow me
ne inform you, my dear madam, that
not drink another drop-iust to 81
IT'S prise YOU"
ISL Mrs. Wellington shrugged her sho'
on ders at this ancient threat and Jimm
stumbled back to his lair, whittier Z
aid men followed him. Feeling sympatl
in the atmosphere, Little Jimmie II
ED impelled to pour out his grief:
en- "Jellmen, I'm a brok'n-heartle
,es man. Mrs. Well'n'ton is que
,gs among women, but she has temper
ION tarant-"
ars Wedgewood broke in: Il say, {
,ila boy, you've carried this ballast