The Touch of Abner
GALL,
own fer a
ly around. The reporter of The Live Wire gave one lightning glance toward the speaker, and then began to write rapidly upon his pad
he asked. "Did some
ed to rise, but was pulled quickly
t-tails, Tildy
er, are y
ed! Leave me al
Andrews, is it?" th
's me al
to give one th
what I
u please step forwar
better'n me. Jist tell him to put Abner A
gnature," the chairman insisted. "It is
hat I'll back ou
like to get your name in your own handwriting. We shall make an
're sho
ng w
kin' sense. Do
ently stroked his chin with the fingers of his right hand. "I didn't
e meanin' of a thousa
to thank you very heartily. I am sure that all here t
itude, an' as fer as I kin
ice at his side chided
oward his protesting wife. "I was merely remarkin' that the gratitude o
?" the chairman sharply questioned. "S
r!" came f
dy came to town to-day to do a little shoppin', an' happenin' to hear that there was to be a meetin' of the influential people of this place to see about the buildin' of a Home fer orphan children, we made up our
too long already. But now that you have given us such splendid assistance, the work s
heard a great deal of highfalutin' talk about poor little orphans an' what ought to be done fe
ddenly to his feet, and appealing to the chairman. "We didn't come he
n dollars, that's all. An' you one of the richest men in town. An' that's the way with the rest of yez. Ye've talked, but when it came to givin' yez wer'n't there. That's the reason why I said ye'r gratitude is worth darn little.
ly to the door. When they were at last out of the building, the chairman
rked, "we will gather up the fragments
ac Dimock, were inclined to treat the countryman's cutting words as a joke. They wondered, nevertheless, at the offer he had made of one thousand dollars. The reporter kep
bled up into the carriage. Neither had spoken a word since leaving the building. It
with you to-night,
as fer a
wouldn't have spoken and
to give them folks
ol of yourself
did, Tildy? G
would offer to give one thousand doll
t think I'm altogether a fool. It was somethi
t wa
agined I was as rich as I used to b
ere very rich and a great man, doesn't make you rich and great now. You're only Abner Andrews of Ash Point, a
lly old man Astor, an' saw milli
it's about time we called in the doctor. Th
et there an' let them people git off with their cussed meannes
thousand dollars? Do
e I
t to come
find it so
but a heap of gravel, and you know as well as I do how hard we scratch and
situation, though, T
ation these days. Haven't you always had fine situations
n I bought that thrashin' machine from Sol Britt, an' ran it fer awhile. After that I went in fer lumberin', an' kept it up fe
verything you touched failed. And I ex
git along an' make a comfortable livin'. I've al
are they? I neve
ey've never failed me yit,
t. "I know you've got plenty of gall, but as for
ot of gall when I asked ye to marry me. But as fer
eat of the horse's feet upon the road. Abner grew restless. He shifted uneasily in his seat, and coughed. Then he began to
ll Larkins m
it up in h
fool he wa
he always w
. He could stand anything from his wife
" he at leng
nk you'd be ashamed to speak to
, Ti
ar you. Wh
squirm when I land
. I never felt so ashamed o
pin-feathers off his mother's chickens when she was gittin' 'em ready fer market. He wasn' sich a bad critter then. But since he got hitched
t money. Then it won't be such fun. I wonder what J
-shins! I fergot
ent we could make and scrape together to put her through the Seminar
Tildy. She needn't kn
be the first one to tell her, Abner, when y
not hear it from me, blamed
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