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"I OFFER my plantation for sale. Also seventy-five acclimated Negroes. From the "Southerner," June 7, 1837. "I WILL sell my Old-River plantation near Columbia in Arkansas; also ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY ACCLIMATED SLAVES. BENJ. HUGHES." Port Gibson, Jan. 14, 1837. "Probate sale Will be offered for sale at Public Auction, to the highest bidder, ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY acclimated slaves."
She made a play right after the will was filed fur probate, and I told Coplen to see jest what grounds she had, and I'd settle myself if she really had any and wa'n't unreasonable." "It's just a question of blackmail, isn't it? What did you offer?" "Well, she has a slew of letters gettin' them is a matter of sentiment and keepin' the thing quiet.
They invariably call their wives "the old woman," or "she;" and if they should stumble into saying, "my dear," in the presence of a neighbor, they would blush at being self-convicted of unjustifiable politeness and unpardonable weakness. These men have learned to read, but they rarely read any thing, except the weekly newspaper, taken exclusively for the probate notices.
"As trustworthy as nearly absolute power on one side, and timid inexperience on the other, is likely to make any one. When we arrived finally in Portland, he took my wagons and cattle off my hands, and returned me next to nothing for them. Yet, he was about like the average administrator; it did not make much difference, I suppose, whether this one man got my property, or a probate court."
Accordingly, a few weeks after Albert died, Mary Erskine went one day in a wagon, taking the baby with her, and Thomas to drive, to the county town, where the Probate court was held. At the Probate court, Mary Erskine made all the arrangements necessary in respect to the estate. She had to go twice, in fact, before all these arrangements were completed.
My dear, I confess I do not understand it." Peggie had picked up the telegram and was reading it with knitted brow. "'Barthorpe entered caveat in Probate Registry at half-past three this afternoon," she slowly repeated. "But what does that mean, Mr. Tertius? Something to do with the will?" "A great deal to do with the will, I fear!" replied Mr. Tertius, lugubriously.
This was highly flattering and quite atoned for the small disappointment; with deep gratification at the trust that Thorndyke had reposed in me, I pocketed the letter, handed my notes to Polton, wished him "Good-evening," and betook myself to Fetter Lane. The Probate Court wore an air of studious repose when I entered with Miss Bellingham and her father.
He turned and retreated the way he had come, nothing doubting that only by the virtue of a voodoo charm which he carried in his pocket he had escaped, for the time being, a plot laid for his capture. For the small, neatly-robed form that you may still see disappearing within the court-house door beside the limping figure of the probate clerk is Zoséphine Beausoleil.
A bell tinkled somewhere close at hand. It must be the telephone. Rather gingerly, for he had never handled one before, Francisco picked up the receiver, put it to his ear. It was a man's voice insisting that a probate case be settled. Francisco tried to make him understand that Robert was out. But the voice went on. Apparently the transmitting apparatus was defective.
But he can't take it away from you, Will. And he can't say you have no claim to the Double A, for father willed it to you, and the will has been recorded in the Probate Court in Las Vegas! "O Will; I am so glad you came," she went on, stroking and patting his arms.
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