Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1905-12-14

the hands upon the dial of the clock
slowly approached the hour of noon, the
lover made up his mind to venture all
on the momentous question.
Consequently, ere the last stroke OF
twelve had died away he tapped upon
the door of Mr.. McEnery's private
Office.
To the summons Come in" Stewart
entered the apartment and stood in the
presence Of his employer.
''Ah, Robert" began the rich man,
pleasantly. What can do for your"
81 have come, sir, to ask you ques-
ton which you may consider imper-
tinent in the extreme. 1t is, will you
give me your daughter, Agnes, in mar
riage, for love her most devotedly?"
"Tmpertinent? l should say sol" ex-
claimed the irate parent, springing to
his feet, his face ablaze with anger.
"Why, sir, you must have lost your
senses before you found your love!
What! You, poor clerk, aspire to wed
the richest maiden in Jamaica. Prepos-
ferrous! Preposterous! Leave my Office,
sir; aye, and better still, leave King
ston, and overcome as best you may
your foolish and insane passion!"
Before Robert could reply terrible
din was heard without in the bank.
where am de man In de whole Island
of Jamaica dat dare tell Castroni, de
Obeah-man, to him face dat he can't go
where him please! want to see de
banker, an rs gwine to, eben do de
whole OBJ de queens sojers stood befoh
de door,"
And with that the Enthusiastically at
tired negro burst into the office,
confronting the millionaire and the
crestfullen clerk, at the same time
placing a small casket upon the desk
with bang.
'NIisser Emery, 1 know cherry word dat
you done gone say to dat poo boy, do
l amt heered a bref OBJ it. Use come
here to reques' you to take UNI back.
cherry one OBJ DEM"
"Why, you miserable villain!" ex-
claimed Emery; "how dare you thus
address me? l will call the police and
have you arrested"
"Where am de p'lice in Kingston dat
dare rest de Obeah-man? Open dat
box afore you say anoder word, and
den you may be glad enough to make
dis boy, Robert here, one of your family,
for he's fitting to be de son OBJ de queen
herself"
In dazed sort Of manner the banker
threw back the lid of the casket, and
there, before his astonished eyes, was
pile of uonds and bank notes.
"Why, Castroni!" said Emery, ito
whom belongs all this wealth."
"De Obeah-man can't read de writing
on all dem papers, but specs de banker
mout be able to. Don't you see Robert
Stewart somewhere dere?"
GAS l live, it is true!" replied the sur
prised fnancier, as he read the sigma
ture at the bottom of legal-looking doc
umeDt. "Is it possible, Robert, that
this wealth is yours?"
"Part OBJ it were him fader's an part
OBJ it were mine," broke in the negro,
not giving the young man time to an
swer, ''but now cherry penny OBJ it am
his De slave days have come back to
Jamaica an man hab to buy his wife"
concluded Castroni.
Robert, l congratulate you," ex-
claimed the banker, grasping his clerks
hand, and paying no attention to the
sarcasm of the Obeah-man.
"And yS1r answer to my question:"
stammered the bewildered youth.
well, we will take that under con-
sideration," was the smiling reply.
"Dere, my son, didn't de Obeah-man
tell you to ask de proud fader at twelve
o'clock? Castroni am no fool"