Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1928-06-07
Copyright by Charles Scribner's Sons.
WNU Service.
THE STORY

carpy tells Wentworth, frsightins boss.
Of shooting sorape In Bartoes gam
bling den, In which John selwooa,
gambler. in defense Of his Mo9nonSso
skill and nerve.
CHAPTER ia year afterward,
tive at Sleepy Cat, driving his buck
board, comes upon a settler whose
wagon has mired in a creek. He helps
girls shoe and seen and been attracted
by the supposed owner thereof In Ey-
ler's (the settler's) wagon. Moses MS.
in a Sleepy Cat gambling den. His
mother tells McAlpin. selwood's barn
boss.
! Continued from last weekly
.
eff there's any human scum in the
whole blamed United States that
amt landed in Sleepy Cat" grum-
bled Carpy, ut must be because they
amt heard Of it yet"
Doctor Carpy was an educated
man, who knew quite we'll how to
speak good English. But, like many
another frOntiersman of his kind, he
had caught the slovenly English Of
the men with whom he was thrown
In contact.
"Now look at that coat" he con-
tinued, calmly aggrieved. 81 bought
1t new at an auction yesterday Last
night rode down to see sick team
ster at the bunkhouse-one O. your
men, Selwood. While I was fixing
him up 1t began to rain. When I
started for home I put on the coat.
By that time 1t was raining ALFRED
hard. lifted my whip to touch up
the horses, and the whole sleeve part
ed at the shoulder joint When
reached around to see what the mat
ter was, the other sleeve fell clean
of. When stepped out Of the buggy,
the coat come in two right across the
backl Look at tt"
With some violent punctuation of
his complaint, the doctor, who in
Sleepy Cat never by any chance re-
ceived more than the first syllable of
his professional title and rarely his
surname, was telling John Selwood
Of how he had been cheated.
,"Where did you buy the coatr
asked Selwood, though less moved
as a listener than the doctor was as
an orator.
"Down at that new place-opposite
the warehouse-in the old blockhouse.
A man named Fyler is running q
dry-goods store there. And Big
Haynes Is running a mock auction,
on one side Of the store. Come on
down. You lick Haynes and I'll lick
Fylerr
The two men were talking In the
one-story building adjoining and com
municating with the hotel, that bore
the small wood sign-known as the
"shingle'-of the sole doctor in
Sleepy Cat or within q hundred miles
Of Sleepy Cat-an open-handed, pro-
fame, and not always cool-headed
surgeon, but one whose failings were
in rough measure redeemed by a gen.
erous heart and the benefits Of a skill
free, without question, to all corners.
Selwood, travel-stained and dressed
In the rough gear Of the trail, had
evidently just come In from a trip
over the division and sat listening
to his friend with the air of a man
who has more serious matters on
his mind.
"How is Dave coming onr he
asked, without responding to Carpy's
flippant invitation to help "clean up"
the dew trader.
The doctor, one elbow on the table,
scratched his head. "Hang Dave"
he said, perplexed, ''he amt coming
on. I can't get any life into him. It's
close to year now since he got hurt.
But you've got to remember, John,
he's an old man, and put In three
years In the Army Of the Potomac.
Now, look at you. The frst time
Dave came to see me, a year ago, to
get some medicine for you he said
you were in the last stages Of con-
sumption. It wasn't so; but you were
headed that way all right. Look at
you now-spry as an antelope"
"You took good care of me-"
Carpy disclaimed. "Good care
nothing. 1t was this dry mountain
air-not too high and thin, neither
that took care Of you; and you're
young. Now, Dave Is just teeterin'
alOn0-WOund all healed I'M. but inst