Los Angeles herald., 1891-02-21
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Peter gave complacent smile as Frank
spoke in half sleepy, half mischievous
tone.
"How's crops? Going to get rich this
fall, aren't your
swell, mebbe SO" Frightening up.
"Do you think SO? can't say, but I
know one thing, you would like to have
smile" as Peter placed both shoes side
by side, and shut up the backing box.
"Uncle Peters black features lighted
up in quite marvellous manner as Frank
offered him what he loved next to
money.
Eyes, sar, deed I would, sar," bowling
and rubbing his hands gleefully.
Hand me that flask on the table.
Now, here is your smile," detaching the
silver drinking cup from the bottom OF
the flask and pouring the clear red liquid
into it, which ran out with jolly gnr-
gle from the mouth of the bottle.
"You drink fust, Marse Frank"
"Oh no, Peter, never drink. carry
it about in case of an accident"
"Well," smacking his black lips and
wrenching the cup from the pitcher Of
water, ''if owned dat dream accidents
would be forebber happning," grinning
and bowling himself out. He turned his
steps toward the kitchen after leaving
Franks room. There he sat himself
down TO wait for the coffee pot. This
coffee pot was q great consolation to
Uncle Peter; he never went to his work
without first draining it, even eating
the grounds. 1t was too good to waste.
He was great deal moro likely to be on
hand when breakfast was over than most
of the family when it was ready.
"
1t was raining-and not only raining.
but pouring had been for an hour.
Uncle Peter sat in front of his huge fire.
place, which was filed with burning
logs, and nodded, while nanny pieced
up quilt with colors SO startling, such
as pink and yellow, side by side, or green
and blue with each other We'd. Their
pride and delight, a piece Of ebony i'm
pudence done up in checked homespun,
sat by the little window reading. Labo-
riously she spelled out the words more la
boriously absorbed their meanings. Now
and then nanny would give grunt or
''dat's So" sometimes coming in at the
most absurd times, for she never under
stood what Angeline was reading; there
was such an interval between each word,
the one had escaped her memory before
the other was called out.
Uncle Peter still nodded and bobbed
his head around dangerously at times,
for it did seem that it would pop off. He
was thoroughly awake all at once. What
was that?
"How to get rich. rich," drawled
Angeline. Uncle Peter was all excite
ment i'll a moment and exclaimed fever
ishly, ''Read on, niggerv Angy looked
up astonished; she was not accustomed
to being addressed that way by her ad-
miring father:
"Write to James H-a-r-l-i-n-g, Har-
ling, C-o-r-t-l-a-n-t Cortlent street, New
York; I dunno what dat street means
after dat word. 1t can't spell nuthin'
corden to my notion. I reckin it must
mean, ah, dunno. Hit was jisr got thar
by mistake. dat's hit. Dat typewriter got
jess a little too much onto dat"
"Ugh, humphr' assented Uncle Peter
indifferently; but his little black eyes
were sparkling, and after while he got
up, stretched and looked at the elements.
They were clearing up little; so put
ting on his great coat, which struck his
"dulnpity' little figure about the heels,
he sailed forth to the preachers, his
dearest friend and closest ally. He found
him at home making foot mats, as he
usually did in wet weather.
"Howdy does" being over Uncle Peter
set forth in most cautious manner to
feel around and learn what the preacher
thought of the scheme he had hidden in
the back part of his head.
"Brer Hambleton, does you reckin
you will ebber git rich worl1in' 'mongst
dem shucks!"
"Whut! git rich? I amt a-working
fur riches; am workin' fur de Lord. Eff
he wants me to get rich he will make
me, I reckin. And anudder thing,
never thought about it" replied the un-
worldly old fellow.
"Well, eff you will juss read here in
dis newspaper you'll see sumpin," pull
whats it 'boutT
"Gittin' rich," dropping his voice to a
whisper. Brother Hambleton pulled out
his brass trimmed glasses, put them on
his nose and grasped the paper. He
scanned it closely for while, and then
said: ''Hit must be this here. Riches
air very desirable things, but there is
something more desirable yet, and that
is health. Now, this can be obtained by
taking Green Leaf Tonic -
"Hole on, Brer Hambleton, you amt
readin' the right one; leastways it don't
sound like dat whut Angeline read" ex-
claimed Uncle Peter in some alarm.
Was the fortune which seemed in his
grasp to run through his fingers like SO
much water, only leaving them damp as
a sign it had been there?
"Well. how did it start, Brother PeterY
asked the NsjTerend Benjamin Hamble-
ton, looking over his glasses in grave
manner, as much as to say, Brother
Peter, Use afraid yon'se had very large
smile dis day, and you dreamed dat
thing"
sOh, ] don't 'zactly mermemble, but
hit wusn't dat and I heered her read it
shot," with some, excitement. s'Look
again, Brer Hambleton." Benjamin
| HambletOn once again looked over the