The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1912-10-04
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violence of any sort apparently had
no place in his nature. He was deep
ly absorbed in HannibaPs account OF
those vicissitudes which had befallen
him during their separation. They
were now seated before a cheerful fire
that blazed on the hearth, the boy
very close to Yancy, with one hand
clasped in the Scratch Killers, while
about them were ranged the six small
Cavendishes sedately sharing in the
reunion of uncle and nevyy, toward
which they felt they had honorably
labored.
And you want dead, Uncle Bob!''
said Hannibal with deep breath,
viewing Yancy unmistakably IN the
flesh.
Never once. l been floating peace
fully along with these here titled
friends of mine; but was some anx-
ious about you, son."
And Mr.. Slosson, Uncle Bob-dtd
you smack him like you smacked
Dave Blount that day when he tried
to steal me?" asked Hannibal, whose
childish sense of justice demanded
reparation for the wrongs they had
suffered.
Mr.. Yancy extended big right
hand, the knuckle of which was
skinned and bruised.
HE were the meanest man l ever
felt obliged fo to hit with my fist,
Nevvy; it appeared like he had teeth
all over his face"
"Sho-where's his hide, Uncle
Bob?" cried the little Cavendishes in
an excited chorus. "Sho'-did you for
get that?" They themselves had for
gotten the unique enterprise to which
Mr.. Yancy was committed, but the
allusion to Slosson had revived their
memory of it.
We'll, he begged SO piteous to be
the heart to strip it off," explained Mr..
Yancy pleasantly. And the winters
comm on-at this moment | can feel
chill in the air-don't you-all reckon
he's going to need it TO to keep the
cold out? Sho', you mustn't be bloody
minded"
What was 1t about Mr.. Slosson's 8
hide, Uncle Bob" demanded Hanni-
bal. What was you a-goin' to do
to that?"
why, Nevvy, after he beat me up
and throWed me in the river, | was
some peevish TO- a spell in my feel
ings fo' him." said Yancy in a tone
of gentle regret. He glanced at his
bruised hand. But I'm right pleased
to be able to say. that I've got over
all them oncharitable thoughts OF
mine"
And you seen the judge. Uncle
Bob?" questioned Hannibal.
Yes, I've seen the judge. We was
together fo' part of a day. Me and
him gets on fine?"
Where is he now, Uncle Bob?'
Il reckon he's back at Belle Plain
by this time. You see we left him in
Raleigh along after noon to tend to
some business he had on hand.
never seen gentleman of his weight
so truly spry on his legs-and all
about you, Nevvy; while as to mind!
Sho-why, words flowed out of him
as naturally as water out of a branch
OF Hannibal's relationship to the
judge he said nothing. He felt that
was a secret to be revealed by the
Judge himself when he should see tit
Uncle Bob, whom | going to live
with now?" questioned Hannibal anx-
iously.
That p'ints already come up,
Nevvy-him and mes decided that
there won't be no friction. You-alI
will just go on living with him."
But what about you, Uncle Bob?'
cried Hannibal, lifting a wistful little
face to Yancy's.
"Oh, me?-well, you-all Will go
right on living with me-"
And what will come of Mr.. Ma
haffy?"
Il reckon you-an will go right on
living with him, too
Uncle Bob, you mean you reckon
We all are going to live in one
house?"
Il low it will have to be fixed that
a-ways." agreed Yancy.