Part 8 (1/2)
The train ca that no lives were lost, it put on stea assistant were trying to prop up one corner of the wagon when Grandht her spectacles to bear upon the scene
One hind wheel had been splintered by the train, the leap of the gray turning the wagon froett preserved her composure and asked few questions Her lipstime after this accident But aunt Corinne flew out of the carriage, and felt her nephew's arms and wailed over the bus were broken, and that Zene liht across their prostrate foretting the wagon off the road and preparing to hunt a shop He rimaces over every strap he unfastened
”We cannot leave the goods standing here in the wagon with nobody to watch 'eh dinner-tio on together Asafe so far We ers than we can help”
Zene lingered only to pitch the ca down into a son horses, and, carrying the broken wheel-hubs, trotted away
Grandon, and got dinner Aunt Corinne and her nephew made use of this occasion to lay in a supply of nuts for winter The nuts were old ones, lying under last autuathered, aunt Corinne bethought her to examine if they were fit to eat They were not; for besides an ancient flavor, the first kernel betrayed the fact that these were pig-nuts instead of hickory
[Illustration: BOBADAY'S NARROW ESCAPE]
”You would have 'eood, anyhow”
”They looked just like our little hickories,” said aunt Corinne, twisting her mouth at the acrid kernel, ”that used to lay under that tree in the pasture And their shells are as sound”
But there was cos which submitted to be rode as teeters part of the idle afternoon
Grands before Zene returned He brought with hies on the 'pike
The wagon- the diotten to take to hiht in a day or two
Grand
”We'd better have kept to the 'pike,” she reates would be a small expense coriett, ”we have much to be thankful for, in that our lives and health have been spared”
”Oh, yes,by one careless leg to his horse before cantering off, and inquired with neighborly interest:
”How far West you folks goin'?”
”We're goin' to Illinois,” replied Grandon-ood ways Ain't you 'fraid you'll never git back?”
”We ain't expectin' to coett ”My son's settled there”
”He has!” said the wagon-maker with an accent of surprise ”Well, well! they say that's an awful country”
”My son writes back it's as fine land as he ever saw,” said Grandnity and proper local pride
”But the chills is so bad,” urged the wagon-maker, who looked as if he had experienced them at their worst ”And the milk-sick, they say the milk-sick is all over the Eeleenoy”
”We're not borrowing any trouble about such things,” said Grandett
”Soon-maker, ”but as left of 'em come back They had to buy their drinkin'