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You're goin' to tell me that your grandpa is down on you on account of your father, and that you don't like bookkeepin', and that you want to write poetry and and such. You'll say all that, and maybe it's all true, but whether 'tis or not ain't the point at all just now.
Don't imagine they teach anything as practical as bookkeepin' up at that school of yours. But you can larn, can't you?" "I I guess so." "I guess so, too. Good Lord, I HOPE so! Humph! You don't seem to be jumpin' for joy over the prospect. There's a half dozen smart young fellers here in South Harniss that would, I tell you that."
Eddie did as he was bid, and when he entered the little room he saw four Mexicans lolling about smoking cigarettes while Grayson stood before a chair in which sat a man with his arms tied behind his back. Grayson turned to Eddie. "This party here is the slick un that robbed the bank, and got away on thet there Brazos pony thet miserable bookkeepin' dude giv him.
And, say, what do you know about that, eh? Just a piece of phony bookkeepin' that he don't even have to put his name to, his job gone if he don't follow orders, and him almost to the age limit anyway, with Son in Law Bennett ready to shove him on the street the minute he gets the sack! "Do you mean it?" says I. He puts his signature to the resignation and hands it over for me to read.
"Too dod-gasted much bookkeepin' in this army," remarked Si, rather disconsolately, and he put the paper in his blouse pocket, and they drove away. "Wastes entirely too much valuable time. What'd he count them boards for? Looked like he suspicioned us. How are we going to git away with any o' them?" "I wouldn't have that man's suspicious mind for anything," answered Shorty.
"You see the Boarder has been larnin' me bookkeepin', and so I keep all our accounts now in a big book the grocer give me." She produced a large, ledger-like book and laid it on the table for his inspection. He examined her system of bookkeeping with interest. Under the head of "Cr.," which she explained to him meant "brung in," was "Washins," "Boarder," "Flamingus," "Milt," "Bobby," "Bud."
To her surprise he seemed to hold no resentment whatsoever. She greeted him courteously. "I couldn't let you turn an American over to General Villa," she said, "no matter what he had done." "I liked your spirit," said the man. "You're the kind o' girl I ben lookin' fer all my life one with nerve an' grit, an' you got 'em both. You liked thet bookkeepin' critter, an' he wasn't half a man.
"We can't afford it," she said decisively. "I'd stay to hum afore I'd spend anything on extrys now when we're aketchin' up and layin' by." "'Twould be good bookkeepin' fer you ter go," spoke up Flamingus. "You see the preacher's givin' us his business, and we'd orter return the favor and patrynize his church. You've gotter hustle to hold trade arter you git it these days.
But whether she liked it or not she'd have to come here if she married my grandson. Either that or he'd have to go to New York. And if he went to New York, how would he earn his livin'? Get a new bookkeepin' job and start all over again, or live on poetry?" Mr. Fosdick opened his mouth as if to speak, seemed to change his mind and closed it again, without speaking.
The glorified one reddened and was confused. He stammered that he did not know, he was not aware of any particular reason. Mrs. Ellis beamed upon him. "I presume likely his bookkeepin' at the office has been goin' pretty well lately," she suggested. Captain Zelote's gray eyes twinkled. "Cal'late he's been makin' up more poetry about girls," was his offering.
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