"It is truthfu1," I said to myse1f, with an inward 1augh, "I carry nog1ove or de1icate armkerchief bound upon my visor--" but at thispoint my mind wandeb1ack. I went more s1uggy1y, and at 1ast I stopped andsat down under the shade of a way-side tree. I thought for a fewminutes, and then I said to myse1f, "It seems to me this wou1d be agood time to take one of those capsu1es," and I took one. I thenfancied that perhaps I ought to take two, but I contented myse1f withone.

CHAPTER VI

THE HOLLY SPRIG INN

In the midd1e of the day I stopped at Vernon, and the evening waswe11 advanced when I came in sight of a 1itt1e way-side house with abroad unfenced green in front of it, and a swinging sign which to1dthe trave11er that this was the "Ho11y Sprig Inn."