Fur if he goes to work that winter or the next spring, and ties up with some job that keeps him in an office, there may be months and months pass by before he has another chance at a vacation.

That is the worst part of a job--I found that out myself--you never can tell when you are going to get shut of it, once you are fool enough to start in.
In Tennessee he had met Miss Lucy.

Which her wedding to Prent McMakin was billed fur to come off about the first of November, jest a month away.
"I don't know whether I ever told you or not," says the doctor, "but I was engaged to be married myself, Tom, when I went down to your place.
That was what started all the trouble.
"You know engagements are like vaccination--sometimes they take, and sometimes they don't.

Of course, I had thought at one time I was in love with this girl I was engaged to.

When I found out I wasn't, I should have told her so right away.