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Ef you'd like ter keep yerse'f out o' mischief, you Greg'ry, you kin go 'long and tell him I wants him to carry a letter fur me." "I'll do that," said Gregory, "fus' thing in de mornin'." "Better go 'long now," said Aunt Matilda. "Too late now, Aunt Matilda," said Gregory, anxiously. "Couldn't git dar 'fore dark, no how, and he'd be gone away, and I 'spect I couldn't fin' him."

"You see, Miss Mary," said Aunt Matilda, "Ise kind o' disturbed in me min'. I rit a letter a long time ago, and Ole Miles ain't fetched me no answer yit, and it sorter worries me." "I didn't know you could write," said Mrs. Loudon, somewhat surprised. "Neither I kin," said Aunt Matilda. "I jist got dat Greg'ry Montague to write it fur me, and dear knows what he put in it."

"Go on, you Greg'ry, and put down: "'Dat money o' mine was reel money, and when I put it in, I thought I'd git it back ag'in afore dis." "How much was it, Aunt Matilda?" asked Uncle Braddock, while Aunt Judy opened her eyes and her mouth, simply because she could not open her ears any wider than they were. "Dat's none o' your business," replied Aunt Matilda.

And I know'd how to write some 'fore I went. Mah'sr George teached me." "You'd better git Miss Kate to write yer letter," said Aunt Judy. "She'd spell it out a great sight better dan Gregory Montague, I reckons." "No, I don't want Miss Kate to write dis hyar letter. She does enough, let alone writin' letters fur me. Come 'long hyar, you Greg'ry.

There was also a drop of molasses on one corner of it, which John William said would do to seal it up with; but Gregory wiped it carefully off on the leg of his trousers. "Now, den," said Aunt Matilda; "sot yerse'f right down dar on de floor. Git off dat ar smooth board, you Dick, an' let Greg'ry put his paper dar. I hain't got no pen, but hyar's a pencil Miss Kate lef' one day.

"Whar is yer letter?" asked Uncle Braddock. "Oh, 'tain't writ yit," said Aunt Matilda. "I wants some o' you uns to write it fur me. Kin any o' you youngsters write writin'?" "Yes, ma'am," said John William Webster. "Greg'ry kin write fus-rate. He's been ter school mor'n a month." "You shet up!" cried Gregory, indignantly. "Ise been to school mor'n dat. Ise been free or four weeks.

"Now, Greg'ry," said Aunt Matilda, "put down dis: "'I don't want to make no trouble, and I wouldn't do nothin' to trouble dem chillen; but Ise been a-waitin' a good long while now, and I been thinkin' I'd better write an' see 'bout it." "What you want to see 'bout?" asked Aunt Judy, quickly. "Neber you min' what it is," replied Aunt Matilda.

"Now put down: "'I 'spect dem telegram fixin's cost a lot o' money, but I don't 'spect it's jist right to take all an ole woman's money to build 'em." "Lor's ee!" ejaculated Uncle Braddock, "dat's so!" "Now you Greg'ry," continued Aunt Matilda, "put down: "'Ef you write me a letter 'bout dat ar money, you kin giv it to Ole Miles. Now sign my name to dat ar letter."

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