The Detroit times., 1911-12-14
CHAPTER VI.
(COntinued.p

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Well, now. sub, mos shame TO TO
tell you. sub, but men ole Jed is jes'
a.sQuattin' down yander in a serted
cabin whut wuz em'ty on de Black
Bottoms road, sub, 'twell men him
jes' sorter moved into IL, sub. Yass,
sub, hits ercross FUN whah ole Mis-
ter RATE Doggett an he young grand
daughter. Miss Lottie-May, libbin'.
sub. An hit sho' am a lonesome place
-ef hit want 70 some skylarkin'
young man a-comin' out rum Nineveh
10 cote Miss LottieMay, | tell you
plntedly. Kunnl Todhunter, hit'd be
jes' lax graveyard. subj"
II reckon So said the Colonel.
And who are the young scamps that
come out TO see Miss Dottie-May.
Mirandy?"
'l.awd bless you, sub, dey's two
three NV EN-, suh-Mister STAN Tuck
er's one, an Miss Lottie-May sho' am
IA pow'ful han some young g'yel, sub.
An her ole granddad. he sutt'nly do
pear TO be mighty skeered case she
so gay an charlottesville, subj
We'll, Mirandy. | reckon that's on
ly natural for pretty girl | saw Lot
+tie-May talkln 10 young Tom Strick-
land at the picnic down at Indian
Springs yistiddy-you ain't never seen
Tom calm on her out there, have
your"
NO. sub. not to reckernize him,
kunn'l 'Todhunter. but dat amt sayin'
he amt been dar whilst | been away
so much o de time, Kunn'l. Huccome
young Mister Tom Strickland talkin'
TO anybody but Miss Mary Todhun-
ter. yo' own daughter. sub? Amt he
jes' p'intedly head over heels In Tub
wild Miss Mary. sub ?"
He amt tellin me so, Mirandy,
laughed the Colonel. but | reckon
Lottie May amt no more 10 him than
any other OF a dozen pretty girls
was just wonderin', that's ALL"
Then he put his hand in his pocket
and drew out a bill.
Here, Mrandy," he said. IL
wouldn't be surprised but what this
might come in handy while you're
a-wrastlin with that old scamp Jed
and his rheumatism And IL you'll
stop by and see Mrs Fodhanter- next
time you come 10 town, I'll ask her
II she can't give you a basketful OF
vittles she don't need"
Glory hallelooyah," cried old MI
randy. "Dat-ar money looks big as
de side OF house to me. suh-it sho
90. Yass, sub, an ] gwine drop by
you-alrs house. too, sub An | amt
nebber gwine fergit you TO 1t, Kunnl;
| sho' amt Some o. desc bright days
| gwine pay you back more'n dat-ar
money; you see II don't subj" Sud
den tears had come into the brave
old woman's eyes
That's all right, Mirandy," said
Colonel Todhunter. IF you want to
tickle me the most, you just waflop
the stuffin' out OF old Jed the first
good chance you get"
An amused guffaw from Mirandy
greeted this request and then, pour
ing out food OF thanks, she bobbled
happily away.
Colonel Todhunter looke1 after her
almost sadly. Them old niggers,' he
said. II love en- just like they was
kin to me. and they love us. too But
the new breed--they hate us, and
amt got no more use for 'em than
have for a snake It's curious, and
| it's somethin' of tragedy, too, sub
IN be dadblamed II know what's
goin' TO come OF it ALL some day"
| Half an hour later, as Colonel Tod
hunter emerged from the law office
of Judge Boiling. he heard sudden
hurrying OF footsteps and Sim Bird
song Joined him breathless and much
perturbed.
Whats on your mind now, Sim?'
asked the Colonel. "Twain't often
you go gallopin' aroun' with your
tongue hangin' out o your mouth like
young dogs in his first rabbit chase,
What's the trouble?
81 was jes' startin' out TO look you
up. Colonel replied Sim. There's
trouble enough, sub. Tom Strick
lands got TO drinkin' and picked a
quarrel with STAN Tucker in the hotel
bar-room, and you better come quick
sub, and prevent its bein' a mighty
serious difficulty"
IT amt got no patience with you
young fellows here in Nineveh, Sim
Birdsong," commented the Colonel
when Tom Strickland gets two OF
three drinks under his belt and wants
10 pick fuss. why don't some OF you
turn in and lick the stuffin' outn
him? That's one OF the best cures
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