The professional world. (Columbia, Mo.) 1901-192?, 1903-07-10
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of his phases was a slight blurr, the
subdued echo of a foreign tongue.
The Englishman was a stocky young
fellow, with light hair and reddish
side whiskers, a man Of the. world,
doggedly careful in his use of super
~latives, but with a habit of saying.
most extraordinary" He had rented
an old plantation and lived alone in a
dilapidated log house, with his briar
pipe, Scotch whisky, sole leather hat
box, and tin buthtub. He had thought
that it would be a sort Of lark to grow
a crop of cotton, and had hired three
sets of negroes, discharging them in
turn upon finding that they laughed at
his ways and took advantage Of his
inexperience. He had made his first
appearance by calling one morning at
the Majors house and asking to be
shown about the place. The Major
gladly consented to do this, and to-
gether they set out IN horseback.
The planter knew much of English
hospitality, gathered from old ro-
mances, and now was come the time
to show a Britain what an American
gentleman could do. They rode down
a lane, crossed a small field. and halt
ed under a tree; and there was a neg
70 with whisky, mint and sugar. They
crossed a bayou, passed the Quarters"
turned into the woods; and there was
another negro with whisky, mint and
sugar. They rode cross a large field,
and went through a gate, came to a
spring; and there waiting for them
was a negro with liquor for a julep.
They turned into the "big" road, trot-
ted along until they came to another
spring, at least three miles from the
starting point, and there was a negro
with whisky, sugar and mint. But
the Englishman's only comment was,
"Ah, most extraordinary, how that fell
low can keep ahead of us, you know"
Several months had elapsed, and the
Major had called on Mr.. Low, had
shouted at the yard gate, had suppos-
ed that no one was at home, had stalk
ed into the wide open house and there
had found the Englishman sitting in
his bath-tub. reading Huxley. And to-
day Mr.. Low had come to acknowledge
the receipt Of that visit.
"You are on the verge of your busy
season. said the priest.
EYES," the Major replied, 1--WE begin
picking tomorrow"
"a beautiful view across the whit
ened fields" said the priest.
"You ought to see my bayou field"
old Gid spoke up. ut would make you
open your eyes-best in the state.
Don't you think so, John?"
"Well." the Major answered, at is
as good as any. I suppose"
"I tell you It's the best" Gid insist.
ed. "And as a man of varied exper-
fence I ought to know what best is.
Know all about cotton. I CAD, I can
look at a boil and make 1t Open"
"Tell me-" said the Englishman,
have you had any trouble with your
labor?"
with the ~negroes?" Gid asked. ooh,
no; they know what they've got to dc
and they do It,, But let a cog slip and
you can have all the trouble you want
I CAD, you can't temporize with a neg
70. He's either your servant or your
boss"
"All the trouble you want" said the
Englishman. by Jove, l don't want
any. Your servant or your master
Quite remarkable"
Don't know how remarkable 1t is
but it's a fact all the same" Gid re
piled. you've had trouble, l under
stand"
Eyes, quite a bit. I've had to drive
them off a time or two; the rascals
laughed at me. Quite full of fun they
were, l assure you. / had thought
that they were a solemn race. They
are everywhere else except in Ameri
ca"
ut it singular" the Major spoke up
! "but it Is nevertheless true that the