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And there ought to be such reunions between families whose sons and daughter have been cast away together, on a life-raft, in the middle of the ocean." "That's so," said Mrs. Colbert, warmly. "I thought they were saved on a life-raft," said old Colbert, dryly. "And I didn't know it was in the middle of the ocean." "Well, fix that as you please," said Uncle Chipperton.
Chipperton, who came out of the saloon on hearing the uproar, laughed quite cheerfully, and asked what it was all about. But Corny didn't laugh. She turned around short to see what effect her speech had had on the yellow-legged party. It had a good deal of effect. They reddened and looked at us. Then they drew their chairs closer together, and turned their backs to us.
If we had only known that! They telegraphed the moment they reached Fernandina, and proposed stopping at St. Augustine, but it was thought they could make better time by keeping right on to Fernandina. The telegram reached Savannah after we had left on the tug. Mr. Chipperton said he got his fancy clothes on board the schooner. He bought them of a man a passenger, I believe who had an extra suit.
Chipperton, I thought she was going to cry. Corny wanted to rush right down to Poqua-dilla's house and see what could be done, but we were all against that. No harm would come to the old woman that night from the loss of her crown, and it was too near supper-time for any attempt at restoration, just then. "Only to think of it!" said Mrs. Chipperton. "After all we did for her!
With many apologies, which quite overwhelmed poor Evelyn, she was transferred from the little chamber, with its French bed and bamboo-coloured washhand-stand, to an apartment with a buhl wardrobe and a four-post bed with green silk curtains, usually appropriated to the regular Christmas visitant, the Dowager Countess of Chipperton.
And he certainly did not want to sit at the head of the table in another man's place. I could not say anything to him to make him feel better about it. I made him feel worse, indeed, when I told him that Uncle Chipperton did not want his absence explained, or alluded to, any more than could be helped. My father hated to have to keep a secret of this kind.
After he had settled these important matters, and the head-waiter and the proprietor had become convinced that I was a person of much consequence, who had to be carefully consulted before anything could be done, we went down stairs, and at the street-door Uncle Chipperton suddenly stopped me. "See here," said he, "I want to tell you something. I'm not coming to this dinner." "Not coming!"
He came over here when the Revolution threw him out of business in our country. He had some good ideas about chiselling rock. This part of the fort was so extremely subterranean and solemn that it wasn't long before Mrs. Chipperton had enough of it, and we came up.
Rectus didn't say anything except that he was very sorry that the Chipperton family had to go home, and then he walked off to his room. In about half an hour, when I went upstairs, I found Rectus had just finished a letter to his father. "I guess that'll make it all right," he said, and he handed me the letter to read. It was a strictly business letter. No nonsense about the folks at home.
However, I tell you! a boy can have as many uncles as he pleases. I'll be an uncle to each of you as long as I live. Ever after this call me Uncle Chipperton. Do you hear that?" We heard, and said we'd do it. Soon after this, lots of people came in, and the whole thing was gone over again and again. I am sorry to say that, at one or two places in the story, Mrs. Chipperton kissed us both again.
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