The leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1895-1905, 1898-02-09

skeool weih the old man, but amt
seen I'm fer years. lie shet himself
up an don't 60 nowhere. J bet be amt
nigh ser smart's be, an he amt ser old
by two year; no sir, he amt"
His name was"
Stint, 10 Flint. an twas er good
name, too. do no none better
afeound these parts. He run 'er the
idee that everybody wuz tryin' ter git
Their best OF i'm an he wouldn't hev no
dealin's with nobody, an his baous-
keeper she door the business for EN-"
Gle must have good deal OF money
to run such large place."
IL bet he's got more prop'ty n You
can shake er stick at, an Their story
wuz bout the propty, that Is in er
ssrtain way"
IL would rather get the story from
you, because, of course, you, having
lived here all the years. know all about
IL, aud can give me the little points of
interest that younger folks might be
likely to forget"
"Wal, | guess yer right, stranger.
Wal, Jo Flint he had er nephy. err smart
young man as you'd most ever see, an
Of course 10 he'd likely Civ him all the
money, an he wuz poplar now tell ye.
OF course believe In love an all tibet,
but faint er bad idee ter set yer fec
tions In er place where's the's er little
money. II CONS poorly handy. I tell
ye, an so all the gels wuz err lookin'
fer Harold Flint ter make up TO 'em.
But he warn't er doin' no sech er thing,
an he went of daown ter Cassawaddy,
Gaown ter the south eend Their state,
an got 'ngaged ter or gel 'thout any
| cash, an he COM an told his Uncle 10,
an 10 he told him eff he wuz err gon' ter
merry tibet way he needn't never bring
his wife ter see him. an they he'd an
I awful spat an it eended weth 10 er
iellin' him he needn't com himself, an
Harry he jest went off an merried the
! gel an went daown ter live in tibet part
er the kentry, an Their amt never been
up here sence. Leastways he didn't
never COM.
"Ye see tibet great piece er medder
land an tibet low haouse out Their? Wal.
thet's wher' 10 Flint lived, an faint
better'n four year sence he moved onter
the hill place. TIL old man like't ter
! died, an the doctor he told him tibet
low land wuz rhumaticky an he'd bet
| ter mozy out, an old Maj. Poore he wuz
livin' on Their hill and Providence killed
| him Jest in time ter let Flint hev his
place. Jo Flint he made er bargin ont,
an what dew ye think, bet the amt
mother man in this taown twould er
| done it. lie moved in Their night; yas,
| sir, in Their night One day he wuz Their
an the next he warn't. lie went in the
fall, an every body gabbed bout it, but
he'd got ter move or die, but | reckon'i
majority ov 'pinion wuz't he'd better
died. Strange how little use some folks
ken be; yas, sir, amt it naow?"
assured him il was, and he looked SO
astonished that judged he was used to
talking and receiving no answer, even
though he did ask question and SEEM
| agreed to keep still.
"Wal, long in FEBRUARY wuz daown.
Ye see amt nothin' to do an Jane she
thinks its good fer me to be aout con-
sider'ble. an guess lis. an gut Their
old sleigh weth er back an err place for
| comf'ters, an ye don't hev ter keep er
tuckin' in an err tuckin in. an then
| ken drive Their colt, but Jane she says
what'd old Dobbin think ter see ye
drivin' Off Their colt an leavin him be-
hind, an l declar' Dobbin is the hu-