The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1902-12-28

'cos DE coNJER's GOT 70. HONEY"
and congratulated myself that l was AT
last free from her uncanny companionship.
But didn't know her. Never day
passed but she appeared at the door OF my
Office. with her smile and her inquiry
"Hov's ma honey dis fine mornin'"
"One day the climax came, and in sudden
anger | told her 10 get out and stay. out;
that didn't want her around; that ] wished
10 heaven | might never see her ugly black
face again as long as / lived! There's
gratitude for you, considering all that she
had done for me and mine,
A trihe ungrateful, it must be admitted,
said !, meditatiyely; but eminently natural
Think should have said the same thing
myself. under the circumstances. What
did the old bag saw
Nothing for a full minute. She simply
stood and looked az me as If she were trying
TO take it in. And ! can tell you in that
varieties of things that creep and crawl
and are mean and low-down generally.
But il was too late: the word had gone
forth. Then she began to speak. at first
in a low passionless voice. which gradually
rose in gathering fury until 1t shrieked
about me like a winters gale.
so yo' s tied OBJ seem OF mammy's
ugly brack face, is yo', honey? Nanny
dat TUX yo' FUN dc doctah's hans when yo'
was bon; nanny, dat rocked w to sleep
on her bosom a-many an a-many time;
NANNY, dat has glib her life TO yo'. and wud
hab sold her soul to de debbil fur yo' sake
Don wan OIL nanny roun' no mo-! Wush
TO hebbin yo' might nebber see her agin as
long as yo lib!
-7Wcii, well. honey. yo' shll shorely hab
yo' wush. Yes, an ebbery udder wush
dat 20, make-ony 'cept one. ,Gept one
whatebber yo' like. honey; it's boun' to
.'rCos why? 'Cos de conjer's got yo'
honey. de conjer's got .yo'. Oh, i'll use
yo' we'll. nebber fear: it's gwine q glib vo'
ebbery wush yo' Ike 'cept one yo' needn'
do it. Cyant shake it on nohow. 1t stays
.'Ho! hol wu.h away, honey! Dar'n
he somebody else a-wushn' one OBJ desc
days. an dey'l git dar wush, too. Good
bye. honey; yo'se a-gwine TO git 70 wush.,
hrack face ag'in "a long az yo lib: as long
a. yo' lib-min' dat Reckon yo' will after
yo' die. do Marin Lie kin wush. too;
and she's boun' to git her wush. Good
bye. Ho! no" And with laugh like the
wall Of n lost soul. she was gone"
she was back the next day. thought
II never saw her again
well, you had good and cheap rid
dance
I'm not so sure OF tnat. ne SAID IN
low tone. a. though speaking to himself
Not so sure Of it, Why not''
you forget her parting gift''
Fred Roberts!" I sat bolt upright In
nv hammock in very amazement. You
stock in that old hays hoodoo nonsense.'
what II I should tell you. Jim. that
not only believe In the fact OF the hoodoo
or CONFER "a Marin Lie called it. lut tina,
| know il by actual personal experienced"
why, mani you're crazy as loon! The
thing is imposslhle!"
let me go on with my story pursued
Roberts, in even, unimpassioned tones
"a though he were relating sonnet hing
in which he had no direct personal inter.
est. sMy first thought when Marin Lie
was gone was one OF satisfaction at being
rid Of her.
AS for the CONFER I thought no more
OF 1t than YOU do now. In fact / entirely
forgot it. and II was more than a month
before thought of it again.
.Then one day was sitting In my Office
with not hing TO do. and no prospect Of any
thing Looking ont of my east window
/ could see the roofs Of the Warren Esta-
| brook Corporation
sThink they came to town after YOU left
didn't they? Yes? We'll, they are big
iron concern with ramifcations all over
the South, and with great deal Of import
White 4 Robinson had gathered most
| Of |, In. however leaving only the baresr
pickings to the rest of us
sitting in my office that dav I said. idly
| to myself: Wish l had the business of tina,
| concern in my hands Immediately
was conscious Of n singular sensation some
where inside Of me.
Il distinctly heard sound somewhere
| between the chug of a steam exhaust and
the click Of a registering machine. With
it was feeling as Of something being
| rolled up, or taken away, leaving me smaller
| somehow than before
A few moments laisr a messenger from
| Warren-Estabrook summoned me to con.
| ference with the heads Of the concern
| which resulted in my becoming chief lcga
| adviser OF firm worth millions"
| -Pshaw, Nothing strange about that
| Such things are happening every day. 70,
wero a rising young lawyer who had at
| tracted the attention of men who wanted 4
| hustler for attorney; that's all, As for the
peculiar bodily sensation. why an extra
| piece Of pie. or a slice Of underdone porl
| will play the mischief with fellows in