The Canon City record with which is consolidated the Canon City cannon., 1913-04-17
LEAF FOURTH.
Scattered Jan.

i and undervalued amusements known
to the human race. I have never had
enough yet and every second Of time
that I'm not busy with something In
teresting curl up on the bed and 90
dream hunting-only sleep too hard
to do much catching. But this tor
ture book found that out on me and
stopped 1t the very nrst thing on page
three. The command Is to sleep as
little as possible to keep the nerves in
good condition.-"eight hours at the
most and seven would be better"
What earthly good would a seven-hour
nap do me? l want ten hours to sleep
and twelve II get q good tired start
To see me stagger out OF my prefectly
nice bed at six o'clock every morning
now would wiring the sternest heart
with compassion and admiration ut
my falthfuiness-to whom?
Yes. 1t was the day after poor Mr..
Carter's funeral that Aunt Adeline
moved up here into my house and set
tied herself In the big south room
across the hall from mine Her furni-
ture weighs a ton each piece. and
Aunt Adeline Is not light herself In
disposition The next morning when
went To breakfast she sat In thsl
vacant CHAIR" in a way that made me
see that she was obviously trying to
fll the vacancy. I am sorry she ~or-
rled herself about that Anyway. II
made me tziGe n resolve. After break
fast went Into the kitchen to speak
to Judy.
Judy" I said looking past her
head. my health Is not very good and
you can bring NY breakfast to me in
bed after this.- Poor Mr.. Carter al
ways wanted breakfast on the stroke
OF seven. and M 1t the name time.
though he rarely got me. Judy has
two dead husbanais and she likes a
ginger-colored barber downtown. Al
20 her mother Is our washerwoman
and Influenced by Aunt Adeline. Judy
understands everything I say to her
After l had closed the door heard
laugh that sounded like n war-whoo9.
and I smiled to myself. But that was
before my martyrriom to this book
had begun. | get up now.
But the day after I came from the
city l lay In bed lust as long as I
wanted to and ignored the thought OF
the exercise and deep breathing and
the icy unsympathetie tub. l couldn't
even take very much Interest In the
lonely egg on the lonely slice o.
dry toast. was thinking about
things.
Hilisboro Is n very peculiar little
speck on the universe. even more pc
culiar than being like hen. 1t is ons
OF the Oldest towns In Tennessee and
the moss on II is 30 thick that Il cant
be scratched. on except In spots. But
II has lot OF race-horse and dIstillery
money In It and when 1t gets poked
up by anything unusual II takes a guip
of its own alcoholic atmosphere and
runs away ON its own track at two
five gait. shedding moss at II goes.
II hasn't had q real joy-raee for n
long time and felt that II needed Il.
/ rolled over and laughed into my
pillow.
The subject Of the conduct OF wild
ows rs serioss one OF all the things
old Tradition is most set about It is
that, ana what was decided to be the
proper thing million years ago this
town stili dictates shall be done. and
spends good deal of its time seeing
Its directions carried out For year
after the funeral they forget about
the poor perceived and when they do
remember her they speak to and OF
her in the same tones OF voice they
used At the obsequIcs. Then sooner
or later some neighbor is sure to see