The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1889-10-26
and Mr.. Flaggon promptly ushered

and Mr.. Flaggon promptly ushered
him into Sir Johns study.
well, my man." said the new baro-
net, '.and what can lido for your"
Jack" said the stranger do you
mean to say that you don't NOW me?
I'm your Uncle Toby-I am, indeed,
and not blessed soul recognizes me!'
This is driveling nonsensew he
said; "but il you are my uncle, how
the deuce do you account for the fact
that you were drowned in the At
lauticp"
Il wasn't drowned; it was another
passenger" and Sir Toby confessed
the story of the change of coats, which
had induced every one to believe he
was dead.
.'But what on earth have you been
doing for more than two years?"
Il went hunting bears and things In
the Rocky Mountains. said Uncle
Toby. in a sepulchral voice. 1--WE lost
our way, wandered about for days. and
were eventually captured by the Objib-
eboo Indians. Couldn't get away. or
even write"
20, indeed! Is that why you have
tattooed your face SO elegantly" asked
Jack.
II didn't tattoo myself-they did it
for me-" walled Sir Toby. my face
is nothing to the rest of me. I've got
pine forest, lake and range of
mountains on my back; three rattle
snakes on each arm; my chest is COW
cred with tomahawks. arrows and
pipes; and there are opossums. ter
apins and all sorts of beastly animals
on my legs!"
"Dear me! By the way, what's be-
come of your left carp"
We'll, you see, Red Blanket. the
chief. you know, took a great fancy to
me; but sometimes he used to get drunk
and throw things about. He cut nearly
the whole of my ear off with toma-
hawk one day"
You must have had a rollicking
timer'
Don't laugh, you vagabondw cried
Sir Toby, waxing wrathful. Look at
my head! That was done by Blue
Braces, another chief; he tried to scalp
me. and it was all that Red Blanket
could do to stop him. He got about
half of it off as it was. And now. Jack,
when you've done grinning, perhaps
fol L. hue I 10 IL
joke on you. but it seems to me that
I've got the worst of it. However,
We'll let bygones be bygones; I'll make
you good allowance, though l hear
that you've married wife with big
fortune. But. of course, you know you
must clear out"
CLEAR out of what?"
'Why. out of my property and my
money, of course" snapped Sir Toby.
You're welcome to the baronetcy.
Uncle Toby" said Jack. thoughtfully;
"but I'm afraid that can't oblige you
any further"
What the deuce do you mean, sir?"
'Simply that there's nothing left to
clear out of! I've spentit-every bob"
Sir Toby turned livid under his tat
tOo-marks.
You Internal young scoundrel?' he
shrieked; "are you madP"
mot bit of it, uncle; don't get
excited. You see. nearly all the money
you left went to pay post-obits; and
then took to racing. and gambled
bit. Had most shocking luck! Lost
every sixpence; sold the house in
Grosvenor Square: sold Bunskin Hall
under the Settled Estate act, you know;
sold every thing. If l hadn't married
Hilda should have been absolutely
stone-broke. She bought back Bun
skin Hall, by special leave of the trus-
tee; but all her money is strictly tied
up, and haven't a sixpence of my
own in the world"
lis this really true?" said Sir Toby,
family.
Gospel truth, ! assure you. Ask
Taper and Deeds, they know all about
it. Never mind, Uncle. you've had
your fun with the Objibeboo Indians,
you know, and I've had mine. Won't
you have brandy and soda or some
thingP You look quite green. Tell
you what If you let me keep the
title. I'll get Hilda to make you head
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