Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch
horror. "Good lands, Billy! Where's he at?"
"They 're bringin' him up the railroad track."
Mrs. Wiggs rushed into the house. "Don't let on to Miss Hazy till we git him in," she cautioned, snatching up a bundle of rags and a bottle of liniment. "Pore chile! How it must hurt him! I 'll run down the track an' meet 'em."
She was breathless and trembling from excitement as she turned the corner at Mrs. Schultz's. A crowd of boys were coming up the track, trundling a wheelbarrow, in which sat Chris Hazy, the merriest of the lot, waving a piece of his wooden leg in the air.
Mrs. Wiggs turned upon Billy;
"I never lied, ma! I said he broke his leg," the boy gasped out as best he could for laughing, "an' you never ast
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