“Indeed it is not,” returned Andy. “If we do as well as that every day we shall get along very well, although I trust to do even better.”
CHAPTER XIII.
THE CORN SALVE DOCTOR.
After supper the two partners found that time hung a little heavily upon their hands. Matt suggested that they walk around the city a bit, taking in the sights, but Andy was too tired.
“I’ll tell you what I will do, though,” said the older member of the firm. “I’ll get one of the accordions out and you can get a banjo, and we can practice a little. There is nothing like being prepared for an emergency, you know.”
“That is true, and we’ll have to brush up quite a bit if we wish to play in public,” laughed Matt.
He accompanied Andy to the barn where the wagon was stored, and they brought not only the accordion and the banjo, but also a violin and a mouth harmonica.
These instruments they took to the bedroom which had been assigned to them, and here, while it was yet early, they tuned up and began to practice upon such simple tunes as both knew by heart. 93 Matt first tried the banjo, and after he had it in tune with the accordion, the partners played half a dozen selections quite creditably.