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"'Scuse me, Massa Tom," broke in Eradicate, as he put his head through the half-opened office door. "'Scuse me, but dere's a express gen'men outside, wif his auto truck, an' he's got some packages fo' yo' all, marked 'dangerous explosive an' keep away fom de fire. He want t' know what he all gwine t' do wif 'em, Massa Tom?" "Do with 'em? Oh, I guess it's that new giant powder I sent for.
"Think again," I said; "he must have given you some definite address." "Now I do remember," said the man, "it seems to me it was Foxwell's Hotel, Waterloo Road. That's where it was, Foxwell's Hotel. Don't you know it? "Foxwell's Hotel is a merry, merry place, When the jolly booze is flowin', flowin' free." Now chorus, gen'men."
"If yo' gen'men will kindly project yo'se'ves hitherward, an' proceed to discuss de similitodinariness ob de interplanetary conjunction what am waitin' fo' yo' heah, de obverseness of de inner constitutions will be expeditiously relieved," spoke the colored man, suddenly looking in the room. "Does that mean supper is ready, Washington?" asked Professor Henderson. "Yes, sah. It suah do."
He had gone to Africa with the Rover boys, as already related in "The Rover Boys in the Jungle," and had been with them on numerous other trips. He was now employed steadily in the Rover household. "Howde do, gen'men?" he said, with a broad grin on his coal-black face. "Aleck!" all three cried together; "how are you?"
Now to put this stuff where it can do no harm. Is this what that man gave you, Koku?" "That's it, Master." There came a tap on the door of the private room, and instinctively everyone started. Then came the voice of Eradicate, saying: "Dere's a army gen'men out here to see you. Massa Tom; but I ain't gwine t' let him in lessen as how you says so." "An army gentleman!" repeated Tom. "Yais, sah!
All three boys ran across the broad lawn to meet the colored man. "Any letters for me, John?" "Don't forget me!" "Who's the pink envelope for?" "Letters fo' all ob yo' young gen'men, I 'spect," returned the man-of-all-work. "Mebbe yo' kin sort 'em out better'n I kin, Massa Roger," he added. "My eyesight ain't no better'n it ought to be." And he handed the bunch of mail over to the senator's son.
They saw a colored man moving about and cooking something on the gasolene stove. "Did yo' gen'men obtain a sufficient percentage of restful slumberation?" he asked with a broad grin. "We slept fine," said Mark. "Washington, is breakfast ready?" asked Mr. Henderson, coming in from the balloon shed. "It am prepared," was the reply. "Hello, boys!
"I ain't lef' him more'n a minit. He sent me down hisself. One o' his cunnin' ways to get rid o' me when he's at de wust. Opium 'n whiskey, dats what gets him dis way. Bof togedder a-gwine ter kill him some dese days, 'n de opium am de wustest. For de Lord's sake some o' you gen'men cum 'n hep me till I git him quieted down."
It did not run down the sleeve of Eradicate. "Well, I 'clar t' goodness! That suttinly am a mighty fine charm!" cried the colored man. "Yo' suah am a pert gen'men, all right. Now I kin work widout stoppin' t' empty mah sleeve ob lime juice ebery minute. I'se suttinly obliged t' yo'." "You're welcome, I'm sure," replied Tom. "I think some day I'll invent a machine for whitewashing, and then "
The Doctor always encouraged early rising, and he was, besides, anxious to show us that he took an interest in our amusements, by making such regulations as might facilitate them. Ernest and Ellis had constantly been to old Hobson's to see how their carriage was getting on. "Never you mind, young gen'men, it's all right," was his answer for some days.
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