The Irish standard., 1886-08-14

cried the African, fnDDlng the WOunueu
part with his hand, you know him place
strike poor niger"
ssNIassa Charles-why, who the thun-
der are you-eh?'
so. golly, there, Massa Charles not
know Sambo!'
"What Sambo?'
s'Why, Jubal sambo-gosh! that very
sprizin: mary time mass licked Sambo
on old plantation
"Where?,' demanded Weeks, his
words growing few and faint as the ne
gro's voice and features grew more and
more familiar to him.
'sWhere! yah, yah! no remember
Moose Greek, old Virginny? Massa
Charles look him my back, him know
sambo better;ebery one knows him own
Marks
CHOOSE Greek! - good Heavens!
there!" exclaimed Weeks; stwell, by
crackie. il that amt the most unex-
pected--"
s.Yah, yah!" chucklea the African,
now that his shins no longer troubled
him. "Massa no spect see Salnbo so
far from home. Sa1nbo no fraid massa
now. Samho free niggar-yah, YAH"
"NIrs Motherly," said Weeks, turning
to the housekeeper, who stood looking
on apparently much interested in the
conversation, ''may + beg you to quit
the room. for moment? I should like
to say few words to this poor fellow
seems to me I have seen him before
''Indeed you have, sir, I'll warrant
that" said Mrs. Motherly, looking
sharply at Weeks, now as pale as f. sheet
of paper. '<But sure if you have any
thing private to say to him, III not pre-
vent you Strange how people meet
sometimes SO fan from home, and when
they Taste expect it, too. Ha, ha! isn't
it quore, hir. Weeks?"
Every much SO, indeed-but you'll ex-
me, Mrs. Motherly.''
'i3artintly, sir. j was only just going
to tell We how Mr.. Guirkie thravellin in
America, once met All Guild rival Of his
in Che same way, that he thought was
dead twenty years before. It was the
oldest thing in the world. Him and
Mr.. Guirkie, it seems, III their younger
DAYS, were both counting the same
Young lady; but, 10 aud behold You, she
went Oft at last with the other gentle
man; and then, Mr.. Guirkie made a vow
never to marry, seein he had no heart to
give away, for he loved she girl beyond
all reason; and indeed to this very day
he carries her picthur about him wher-
ever he goes. Well, he went across
the seas to thravel, thinkin to forget her
among the strangers; and what would ye
have OF it, but after leaving the West
Indies, and landn in the States OF Am
erica, and the first face he knew was
that of his Guild rival. There he was
standing on the quay right before him
as he stepped ashore from the vessel. )" "''
every strange indeed assented
Weeks-''a very remarkable clrcum N
stance--e1ceeiingly SO. But won't yon
allow me, Mrs Motherly-"
>sartintly, Mrs. Weel5s--sartintly,
sir. ~ II
Gosh, dat berry queer muttered
Sambo. e.
'What?"
"Why, Massa Guirkie meetin him old
ribal on de wharf
Chow so, Sanlbo?''
s'Well, old Massa Talbot just say
ting. Mo1er told me MI about it long
time ago. Massa walk on de wharf. aud
deere come him old ribal right out Of de
ship afore him berry eyes, lie man he
tink was dead and buried. Dc sight al
most knock him blind.'' ..
ssAuy thing else I can do for you, Mr..
Weeks?''
ssNot}ing, Mrs. Motherly, nothing at
present. "
swell, then, I'll leave you together,
to settle your own affairs: only Z would
advise you, Mr.. Weeks, before I go, to
caution this foolish fellow not to call
You Massa Charles any more, for the
people Of this wicked world are always
watchin and peepin into other peoples
business, ye know, and ten chances TO
one but they'd say you weren't the man II
you pertended to be, at all, at all" So
saying, Mrs. Motherly made her usual
courtesy at the door, and closed it be-
hind her.
CHAPTER XVII.
During Mr.. Weeks's long and secret
conference with the negro, for Mrs.
Motherly was carefully excluded from
the room), Hardwrinkle still6remalned
closeted with the officer Of constabulary
at Crohan House, devising plans for the
Immediate comn1ittal of Randall Barry
~ T,iHnr1 io;1 A difficulty. however.