The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-06-19

way, but that doctor won't let his eyes
wiggle away from his'n. He says very
sharp. stick out your tongue"'
Hank he sticks her out.
The doctor be takes some glasses
out'n his pocket and puts 'em on. and
be fetches a long look at her. Then
be opens his mouth like be was going
to say something and shuts 1t agin
like his feelings won't let him. He
puts his arm across Hanks shoulder
affectionate and sad. and then be
turns his head away like they was
some one dead In the family. Finally
he says:
81 thought So saw it. I saw it In
your eyes when first drove up. l
hope" be says very mournful. Il
haven't come too late"
Hank be turns pale. was getting
sorry fur Hank myself. l seen now
why licked him so easy. Any one
could Of told from that doctors ac'
tons Hank was as good as dead
man already. But Hank he makes
big effort. and be says:
''Shucks. I'm sixty-eight years old.
doctor. and | hain't never had a sick
day in my life" But he was awfu!
uneasy too.
The doctor he says to the Teller with
him. "Looey, bring me one OF the sam
pie size"
Looey brung it, the doctor never TAX
ing his eyes of'n Hank. He handed
it to Hank. and he says:
"A whisky glassful three times
day, my friend and there is good
chance for even you. give it to you
without money and without price"
But what have got?" asts Hank.
"You have spinal meningitis says
the doctor, never batting an eye.
Twill this here cure me-" says Hank.
It'll cure anything" says the doctor.
Hank be says "Shucks" agin. but
he took the bottle and pulled the cork
out and smelt it right thoughtful.
And what them fellers had stopped at
our place fur was to have the shoe OF
the nigh hoss's of hind foot nailed on.
which it was most ready to drop on.
Hank be done it fur regulation, dol
lar size bottle, and they druv on into
the village.
Right after supper l goes downtown.
They was in front Of Smiths Palace
hotel. They was jest starting up when
I cot there Well sir. that doctor was
a sight. He didn't have his buster on
to him, but his stovepipe hat was, and
one of them long Prince Alfred coats
nearly to his knees and shiny shoes,
but his vest was cut out boiler fur to
show his billed shirt. and it was the
pinkest shirt ever see. and in the
middle of that they was diamond as
big az Uncle Pat Hickeys wen. what
was one Of the town sights No, sir;
thew never was a man with more gen
uine fashionableness sticking out all
over him than DR.. Kirby. He jest
fairly wallered in it.
hadn't paid no pertic'ler attention
to the other Teller with him when they
stopped at our place, excepting to no
tice he was kind of slim and black
haired and funny Completed. But |
seen now orter of looked closeter.
Fur I'll be dad hinged if he weren
an Injun. There he set. under tnat
! there gasoline lamp the wagon was all
lit up with. with moccasins on. ana
beads and shells all over him. and the
gaudiest turkey tail Of feathers rain
bowling down from his head you ever
\
was gaudier than the feathers. AND
he shined and ratified every time ne
moved.
That wagon was hull opry house to
itself, 1t was rolled out in front OF
Smiths Palace hotel without the hos
SEES. The front part was filled with
! bottles of medicine The doctor. he
begun business by taking out long
brass horn and footing on it. They was
about dozen come. but they was
mostly BOYS. Then him and the lnjun
; picked up some banjoes and sung a
comic song out loud and clear. And
thew was another dozen or so come.
And they sung another song. and Pop
Wilkins. he closed up the postotfice and
come over. and the other two veterans
of the Grand Army Of the Republicans
that always plays checkers in there
nights come along with him. But 1t
wasn't much of crowd, and the doc
tor he looked sort O worried. had
| a good place, right near the hind wheel
| Of the wagon, where he rested his loot
occasional, and seen what he Was
thinking. So I says to him: !.
.Dr. Kirby. i Gue1s TIE crowd = eA