The Clay City times. [volume] (Clay City, Ky.) 1901-current, 1915-01-28

doctoring during his late laying up
for repairs"
You're the crackerjackest repalrer
of the human body that ever hit Mon.
tana," he said, airily. And now. Miss
Whitmore want to-that is, IL
mean I'm so awfully hit-goodness-l
should say that when man is thrown
SO constantly into your society as ]
have been. II is inevitable in the
course OF human events that the said
man should"
"ChipI" I cried. ARE you quoting the
Constitution Of the United States just
to make conversation? Or are you
trying to make love to me?" added,
brazenly. IF you are trying to make
love to me-" now supplemented, per
NIT me to remind you most emphatic
ally that there is some one who has
prior claim on my frlendship-Dr.
Cecil Granthum."
open letter. showed him Just the
few last lines OF that letter, which
read:
with all my love and hoping to see
you very soon,
Your loving Cecil"
Chip glued his eyes to those SEEM
ingly fatal lines as II herein lay his
last hope OF heaven. And, oh yes-I
think he breathed a bad word way
down deep within him-a chest tone
bad word.
$50 that dub is coming to see you, is
he?" he asked, viewing the letter in
utter contempt "When's the mutt
due here?"
"Oh. pretty soon," replied, sweetly,
as II the very thought enraptured my
soul. Cecil will soon be here now.
Cecil couldn't stay away from me very
much longer. you know. Cecil is Just
dying to see me. | shouldn't wonder
but what Cecil is even now packing up
to come here to see me-"
Chip seemed to lose all interest even
in Silver. He led Silver into the barn
and so vanished from my sight-still
murmuring more bad words, to my GER
tain knowledge.
A telegram came from Cecil saying
she was on the way and would arrive
on No. 8 that. very day. Mercy! What
excitement that telegram caused!
Twenty miles to drive to the railroad
town, and here it was now within four
hours Of train time.
IF only the train will kindly be
late!" cried to Chip. showing him
the telegram.
My brother Joined US and told Chip
that he must hitch up the blackboard
at once and drive to town and bring
out Dr. Cecil Grathum.
Nothing edolng!" exploded Chip.
"Send Weary or Shorty or Slim. I'm
too busy"
I'm going in the blackboard my
SELF" said. looking square into Chips
eyes. "And I'm sure Slim or Weary
or Shorty will not object to having me
for passenger for the drive in"
Whereupon Mr.. Chip. finding that
was going in the blackboard myself.
turned to my brother saying. sheepish-
ly:
"All right, Mr.. Whitmore. Il reckon
can delegate my various tasks to
some one else and 60 get DIR. Cecil
Granthum."
And that's how Chip and l came to
take that ride again to the railroad
town in the blackboard. He acted as II
this drive with me was to be the last
hours of his earthly existence.
81 suppose" he said, as we ap-
preached the station. that this doctor
man has mutton chop whiskers and
smells of anesthetics-and say. Miss
Whitmore. why you want to tie up to
a mutt of a doctor man, is more than
this jaded brain OF mine can under
stand. Why, there's Dunk whitaker
crazy to marry you. And lots of money
Dunk has. Dunk will give you a red
bungalow in Butte. with a bathtub on
every floor. But doctor-why. with
this doctor chap you'll have to toll
with your medicine chest all the rest
OF your life to help support him"
But love Doctor Granthum," pro-
tested. most evilly, confess. Il just
love Cecil, you see-so that settles IT,"
"Git app!" he yelled. and he actually
belabored my brothers horses in
most merciless manner all the way to
the railroad station.
And then-Cecil arrived. An she
ca tuISM H..
all. LA al 49,. ports OF JOY
at seeing her-ChiI stood as one
rooted to the earth. And he looked
surprisingly happy, too. He hustled
nov 20 SET &c IFS baggage into the
blackboard, and hummed tunes and
sang out loud. too, and acted just like
a man OF his head.
And on the drive back, he talked a