“Oh, yes! Why?”
“Because you’ll need it. You wouldn’t be afraid to stand hup before a big crowd and blow away about the Balsam, or the Powder, nor yet the Drops—hey?”
I assured him that the prospect did not dismay me in the least.
My companion then brought the conversation to a conclusion very summarily.
“Then, Jack Wood,” said he, “you’re my man!”
Then he rolled over and went to sleep, and although somewhat astonished at the suddenness of the doctor’s resolution, I thought his action a good one, and I rolled over and went to sleep, also.
CHAPTER XVI.
TREATS OF MY EXPERIENCE AS A PHYSICIAN—I REACH THE MISSISSIPPI.
I awoke at sunrise, or rather Doctor Norris awoke me by a vigorous dig in the ribs with the point of his boot, and told me that breakfast was ready. I arose at once, washed my face, combed my hair, and then astonished the doctor by the vigor of my appetite.
During the meal he confided to me his plans for the future. He had laid out a route through Butler and Beaver counties to the State line, and thence through Ohio until winter set in.