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I step down street and see about hav
ia' your box sent for. I'll be back
in a shake. If anybody comes to the
door while I'm gone don't you worry.
Let 'em go away again."
He put on his hat and left the house,
walking rapidly, his head down and
his hands in his pockets. At timea he
would pause in his walk, whistle,
shake his head and go on once more.
Joaiah Dimick met him, and his'an
swers to Josiah's questions were so
•ague and irrelevant that Captain
Bimick was puzzled and later ex
pressed the opinion that "Whit's cook
in' must be pretty bad acted to me as
if he had dvsgegsy of the brain."
tWXER.
"I'LL TAKE TOUIt TOGS OtJT AND TOT 'EM
IN THE KITCHEN."
"Captain Cy stopped at Mr. TiUmley's
residence to leave an order for the de
livery of the box. Then he drifted into
Simmons' and accosted Alpheus Smal
ley.
"Al," he said, "what's good for a
cold?"
"Why?" asked Mr. Smalley in true
Yankee fashion. "You got one?"
"Hey? Oh, yes—yes, I've got one."
By way of proof he coughed until the
lamp chimneys rattled on the shelf.
"Judas! 1 should think you had! Is
your throat sore?"
"Hey? Yes, I guess so."
"Don't you know? If you've got
•ore throat there ain't nothin' better 'n
Arabian balsam. But what in time
are you doin' out in this drizzle with
a cold and no umbrella? Do you want
to"—
"Never mind my umbrella. I left it
in the church entry t'other Sunday, and
somebody got out afore I did. This
Arabian balsam—seems to me I re
member my ma's usin' that on me.
