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Updated: September 28, 2025
A sudden flash of light came into Blanchard's face. Then the fire died as quickly as it had been kindled, and he grew calm. "God A'mighty!" he said, in a voice hushed and awed. "They think that! I lay that's why your darter's cried o' nights, then, an' Chris have grawed sad an' wisht in her ways, an' mother have pet the bwoy wan moment an' been short wi' un the next."
Thank God I'm a hopeful, far-seem' chap, an' sound as a bell; but I doan't make money for all my sweat, that's the mystery." "You will some day. Luck be gwaine to turn 'fore long, I hope. An' us have got what's better 'n money, what caan't be bought." "The li'l bwoy?" "Aye; if us hadn't nothin' but him, theer's many would envy our lot." "Childer's no such gert blessin', neither." "Will!
"Good speed to 'e, bwoy," he said, "an' may the Lard watch over 'e by land an' sea. Take you this lil piece o' money to buy what you've a mind to; an' knaw you've got a auld man's blessin' 'long wi' it." "Mother," said Tom, a minute later, "uncle have gived me a bit o' gawld!"
"Doan't you grizzle about it. The bwoy be gwaine to make auld bones yet hard as a nut he be. Give un years an' he'll help carry you to the graave in the fulness of time, I promise 'e," said Billy, in his comforting way. Mr. Blee had but reported Will correctly, and it was not until some hours later that the child at Newtake caused his parents any alarm.
It was her hour of triumph, and she felt a giantess as she stood regarding the envelope and Will. Him she had never liked since his difference with her son concerning Martin Grimbal, and now, richer for certain news of that morning, she gloried to throw the gift back. "Take your money again, bwoy. No Hicks ever wanted charity yet, least of all from a Blanchard.
Of coourse us knawed times was tight, but Jack-o'-Lantern be to the end of his dance now. 'T is all awver." "What's the matter? Come to it, caan't 'e?" "No ill of the body not to him or the fam'ly. An' you must let me tell it out my awn way. Well, things bein' same as they are, the bwoy caan't hide it. Dammy!
You 'm grawin' tu auld for all the excitements of modern life, Billy. Wheer's Will?" "You may well ax. Sleepin' still, I reckon, for he comed in long arter midnight. I was stirrin' at the time an' heard un. Sleepin' arter black deeds, if all they tell be true." "Black deeds!" "The bwoy Ted's just comed wi' it.
I thought something of un wance, when I was no more 'n a bwoy, but as I get up in years I see the emptiness of un." "He would grow happy and sweeter-hearted if he could marry your sister." "Not him! Of course, if it's got to be, it will be. I ban't gwaine to see Chris graw into an auld maid. An' come bimebye, when I've saved a few hunderd, I shall set 'em up myself.
"Boney bwoy" is not a local living skeleton, but a native from Bonny River. "Sally own" is Sierra Leone. "Blow them head-bone inside" means, blow the top off their heads.
They ate in silence a while, then, having expressed and twice repeated a wish that Mary could be taught to make shepherd's pies after the rare fashion of his hostess, Mr. Chirgwin turned to Tom. "So you'm off for a sailor bwoy, my lad?" "Iss, uncle, an' mother gwaine to spend fi' puns o' money on my kit." "By Golles! be she now? I lay you'll be smart an' vitty!"
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