And they was another dozen or so come.

And they sung another song, and Pop Wilkins, he closed up the post-office and come over and the other two veterans of the Grand Army of the Republicans that always plays checkers in there nights come along with him.

But it wasn't much of a crowd, and the doctor he looked sort o' worried.

I had a good place, right near the hind wheel of the wagon where he rested his foot occasional, and I seen what he was thinking.

So I says to him: "Doctor Kirby, I guess the crowd is all gone to the circus agin to-night." And all them fellers there seen I knowed him.
"I guess so, Rube," he says to me.