The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1915-08-27

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asked huslzily for bracer
Then it rolled a bleary eye upward to
hurryine wrack of clouds and opined
that the weather looked bad forDave's
wedding. Presently pale shaft
pierced a ragged cloud, and somebody
tied tomato can to the tail of Judge
BIS brindle pup, which tore up and
down the street and stampeded eleven
horses and Mexican. The day being
thus auspiciously begun, Doghole took
heart.
Only Uncle Henry was beset Of
gloom. He had a hazy recollection
that he had promised the chuck-wagon
cock to stand by Tim in his dire ex-
trernity, but in what particular office
he could not recall. He pondered
this darxly in Nasby's place.
tI'm shore foolish boy when |
git to drinking, he confessed. Il
ain { donesuch thing before In thirty
two years.
What's the matter, Uncle Hen
ery?" Reb asked.
I cant seem to remember. Did |
give any of you boys my money!"
You told Dave he could have that
quarter section with the spring on to
it, Uncle Henery," Bobby spoke up.
An you were shore particular he
would take Baldy-that white horse
with the pink muzzle to him. You
done give it to Dave with your love,
you did. =
What for did / give them to him? "
the boss demanded with heat.
/ don't know; a wedding present
or something. Dave, he didn't jump
at EN- so veryquick, but you said no,
he must 1;dve EN-. YOU said as how
he'd been friend of yours all your
life an he must take EN-. You were
sort of shifting, too, Uncle Henery,
when you told him you q be naadclea
through if he
That'n do" said Uncle Henry.
That'll do. Where'd be the sense
in saying such thingsl Heyl It's
right ridiklous, Bobby. That boss
with the pink muzzIe amt my boss. An
my wife owns that quarter section.
It was outside Bobby's province to solve
this snarI in domestic policy, so he merely
waggled his head and observed that this
was not his funeral; but, if he were Dave,
he would expect to realize on them. Uncle
Henry groansd, casting back into the dim
past to recall what had transpired.
Did say anything else7" he persisted.
Tell me- Did say anything about
marrying, or giving in MARRIAGE"
"No-oo. You're going to stand by Dave
at the wedding, that's all. Shorely you
remember that, Uncle Henery7" Reb in
quired in shocked tone.
"What for would / stand by him7" re-
torted the boss IN intense irritation. "Cain't
he stand by hisself7"
9Why you said as you'd be best
man. o
NO." said Uncle Henry with conviction.
Dave, he's the best man"
This started debate, and as Nasbv's
filled with late risers, many nice questions
OF etquette were threshcd out
We've got to have some ushers," Lee
Absher declared
The proposal was received with a measure
Of suspicion. Uncle Henry was always
dubious Of anything emanating from Alb
sher, having long harbored shrewd notion
that Lee deep under the veneer of manly
exterior-was nothing more or less than a
dude. BE opposed the innovation and
cited divers instances of Dawes antipathv
to vain show.
Would you-all believe it7 . he recounted.
That there fool cook wouldn't hardly
promise to put collar on. He said as
Mary Lou mightn't know him that away
Hell look right queer in a collar. Reb
observed thoughtfuIly. ssI don't mind ever
seeing Of Dave wear one7 What kind of a
tie has he got, Uncle Henery2"
aTie9" said Uncle Henry soornfully.
Tie? He amt got any at all-that's the
KIND Of tie he's got. Where'd be the sense
N wearing bothr You-all make me tired
some times"
Inc morning wore away and Doghole
cnenged is shirt, put new handkerchief
at1lnd it, neck, plastered down its hair in
We bangs and was ready for the event. A
sca1Ted music-hox in Nasby's place tinkled
After the Ball" sixty-three times. Judge
blEl came out into the dust Of the street and
IA gsucous voice made formal offer to cut
the heart out Of the man who had canned his
nlsnole pup, Z ne had the courage to dis
cover himself Nobody spoke up, and the