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thus encouraged and supported, sandy stumbled on through the dark, up a hillside that seemed never to end, across a bridge, then into a tiny log cabin, where he dropped exhausted. off and on during the night he knew that there was a fire in the room, and that strange things were happening to him. but it was all so queer and unnatural that he did not know where the dreams left off and the real began. he was vaguely conscious of his left foot being tied to the right bedpost, of a lock of his hair being cut off and burned on the hearth, and of a low monotonous chant that seemed to rise and fall with the flicker of the flames. and when he cried out with the pain in his sleep, a kindly black face bent over him, and the chant changed into a soothing murmur: nebber you min, sonny; aunt melvy gwine git dem cunjers out. she gwine stay by you. you hol on to her han, an go to sleep; shell git dem old cunjers out. chapter vi hollis farm clayton was an easygoing, prosperous old town which, in the enthusiasm of youth, had started to climb the long hill to the north, but growing indolent with age, had decided instead to go around. main street, broad and shady under an unbroken arch of maple boughs, was flanked on each side by back street, the generic term applied to all the parallel streets. the short crossstreets were designated by the most direct method: the street by the baptist church, the street by dr. fentons, the street going out to judge holliss, or the street where mr. moseley used to live. in the heart of the town was the square, with the gray, weatherbeaten courthouse, the new and formidable jail, the postoffice and church. for twenty years dr. fentons old highseated buggy had jogged over the same daily course. it started at nine oclock and passed with nevervarying regularity up one street and down another. when any one was ill a sentinel was placed at the gate to hail the doctor, who was as sure to pass as the passengertrain. it was a familiar joke in clayton that the buggy had a regular track, and that the wheels always ran in the same rut. once, when carter nelson had taken too much eggnog and his aunt thought he had spinal meningitis, the usual route had been reversed, and again when the blacksmiths triplets were born. but these were especial occasions. it was a matter for investigation when the doctors buggy went over the bridge before noon. anybody sick out this way? asked the miller. the doctor stopped the buggy to explain. he was a short, fat man dressed in a suit of confederate gray. the hand that held the reins was minus two fingers, his willing contribution to the lost cause, which was still to him the great catastrophe of all history. his whole personality was a bristling arsenal of prejudices. when he spoke it was in quick, short volleys, in a voice that seemed to come from the depths of a megaphone. strange boy sick at judge holliss. hows trade? fair to middlin, answered the miller. do you reckon that there boy has got anything ketchin? catching? repeated the doctor savagely. what if he has? he demanded. two epidemics of typhoid, two of yellow fever, and one of smallpoxthats my record, sir! looks like my children will ketch a flybite, said the miller, apologetically. a little farther on the doctor was stopped againthis time by a maiden in a pinkandwhite gingham, with a mass of light curls bobbing about her face. dad! she called as she scrambled over the fence. where you ggoing, dad? the doctor flapped the lines nervously and tried to escape, but she pursued him madly. catching up with the buggy, she pulled herself up on the springs and thrust an impudent, laughing face through the window at the back. annette, scolded her father, arent you ashamed? fourteen years old, and a tomboy! get down! where you ggoing, dad? she stammered, unabashed. to judge holliss. get down this minute! what for? somebodys sick. get down, i say! instead of getting down, she got in, coming straight through the small window, and arriving in a tangle of pink and white at his side. the doctor heaved a prodigious sigh. as a colonel of the confederacy he had exacted strict discipline and unquestioning obedience, but he now found himself ignominiously reduced to the ranks, and another fenton in command. at hollis farm the judge met them at the gate. he was large and loosejointed, with the frame of a titan and the smile of a child. he wore a long, loose dressinggown and a pair of slippers elaborately embroidered in green roses. his big, irregular features were softened by an expression of indulgent interest toward the world at large. good morning, doctor. howdy, nettie. how are you all this morning? whos sick? growled the doctor as he hitched his horse to the fence. its a stray lad, doctor; my old cook, melvy, played the good samaritan and picked him up off the road last night

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