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"I done knowed yo would git into trouble ef yo' come heah, an' I'se glad ob it! So I is!" "What is it, Rad? What has happened to Koku?" cried Tom, running forward, for though no very powerful current could be turned on in the electrical shop at this period of unuse, there was enough to be very painful. "What is it, Rad?"
"Oh, is yo' goin', Massa Tom?" asked the colored man, turning his bandaged head in the direction of the beloved voice. "Yes. I'm going to try out a new scheme of mine the fire extinguisher, you know." "De same one whut fizzed up, an' an' busted me in de eyes, Massa Tom?" "Yes, Rad, I'm sorry to say, it's the same one." "Oh, shucks now, Massa Tom! whut's use worryin'?" laughed Rad.
"Don't you go to grabbing every stranger who comes around the house or the works for a spy, and make me trouble. Remember now." Koku nodded gravely and went away. When he met Rad suddenly in the hall with Mr. Swift's breakfast tray, the giant said "boo!" and almost cost the old colored man the loss of the tray. "Dat big el'phant ought to be livin' in a barn," declared Rad.
A Navajo blanket had nothing on that suit for a mixture of colors, and Koku strutted like a turkey-gobbler. "My lawsy!" gasped Rad again, "he's as purty as a sunset. Is dat de way de tailors out here build a man up? Sure's yo live, Massa Tom, I needs a new suit of clo'es myself." And before he got away from Hendrickton, Rad Sampson sported a suit off the same piece of goods as that of Koku's.
"Poor Rad!" murmured the giant Koku tenderly. "Him bad hurt! I carry him, Master Tom! I take him bed, an' I go for doctor! I run like painted pig!" Probably Koku meant "greased pig," but Tom never thought of that. All his concern was for his faithful Eradicate. "Me carry him, Master Tom!" cried Koku, all the petty jealousy of his rival passing away now. "Me take care ob Rad.
As Eradicate came out to help put away the monoplane Tom noticed that the colored man was holding one hand as though it hurt him. "What's the matter, Rad?" asked the young investor. "Oh, nuffin jest natcherly nuffin, Massa Tom." But Eradicate spoke evasively and in a manner that roused Tom's suspicions. "Boomerang, your mule, didn't kick you; did he?" "No, sah, Massa Tom, no sah.
Bless my Latin grammar! but you'd much better be calling out the fire department to play on that blaze down in your meadow. What is it your barns or one of your new shops?" "Neither one, Mr. Damon," laughed Ned. "It's only a blaze that Koku and Rad started." "And the fire department is here," added Tom. "Where?" inquired the eccentric man.
As for Eradicate, as soon as he saw the great airship, which he had never before beheld fully rigged, all ready for a flight, his eyes became big with wonder. "Is dat yo' flyin' machine, Mistah Swift?" he asked. "That's it, Rad," answered Tom. "Don't you want to come and take a ride with us?" "Me? Good land a' massy!
When it first got out that Rad was accused of the crime, there was even talk of lynching him." "So? Servants all appeared to be fond of him?" "The old family servants were broken-hearted at the news of his death.
"For the love of tripe! How did you do it?" asked Tom. "Bless my peck of oats!" gasped Mr. Damon. "It's a good thing we had Rad along!" "All mules am alike," said the colored man with a grin. "An dish yeah one ain't much different from mah Boomerang. I guess he's a sorter cousin." "Come on!" yelled San Pedro. "No time to lose. Make for the rocks!" Tom, Ned and Mr.
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