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That was a tale rather to the point, and Jamesby received it soberly; but I laughed out of sheer appreciation of another good yarn. I did not see Jamesby for several days. I knew it was his busy season; but I really wished to know how he fared. So, I decided to look him up.
I reached home for tea a little late, and saw my young friend Jamesby in the back yard where he had gone to admire my fowls, in which I take a just pride. Old Henry, my colored servant, was playing the part of host; for there was no one else at home. When I made my appearance, the chickens had evidently become a matter of secondary interest.
"Well, Henry," I said, taking my seat also on the box, "did you really ever dig for money?" as if I had never before heard him say anything about it. The implied doubt would, I knew, make him all the more ready to talk. He replied promptly, with a grin of interest, "Yes, sah, cose I tried money diggin'." Then he paused as if to await an invitation to proceed. "Go on, Uncle Henry," urged Jamesby.
When Jamesby descended from his hilarious heights, he turned to me rather gravely, and said, "Now, I want it from your own lips; did you really dig for money on Money Island?" I answered, "I did." "And," he continued, "was that a true story you told about it?" "Now, Jamesby," I replied, "I really cannot endure this doubt cast upon the truthfulness of my story. I decline to discuss the matter.
So I turned the conversation to my fowls; and he was very ready to admit that I had told the genuine thing in describing to him some of the excellent points of my prize birds. There was no doubt that I could exhibit several specimens which any fancier would be proud of. Jamesby remained to tea, so that we could go to the lodge together, and I enjoyed the quiet stroll down town with him.
I approached without being observed, and did not hail them, for I did not wish to intrude too suddenly upon what appeared to be a very amusing subject of conversation. I heard Jamesby say laughingly, "Why, it was in the paper this morning five or six columns of it! It was a great big yarn. I can't imagine why he never told you anything about it." I knew what they were talking about.
Of course, there may be some exceptions, and " "Jamesby," I interrupted in good humor, "don't let your frankness expire for the lack of the proper courage. Let your speech continue during the whole run of an honest statement. But it's all right. I have some indisputable proofs " "Good morning!" It was young Riggins who joined us. "I read that story of yours, sir. It was good, I must say.
This seemed to me to be a very sensible suggestion; and I suppose some of them will carry it out. While I really enjoyed the experience of having entertained so many people that day, I was fairly well fatigued when I reached home, where I thought I could at least be quiet and free from the constant inquiries of interested friends. But here was Jamesby with designs against me!
Jamesby actually stopped by my office to walk up with me at lunch time. He was willing to move along slowly with me, for now in my old age I find I have to walk slowly. I knew it would have been more natural for him to have gone on briskly; but he was polite and assured me that the pleasure of my company was better than too much time spent at his meal. We stopped on the way at a newspaper office.
Jamesby, a rising young banker of the city, was sitting on an empty box near the fence, and Henry was standing before him, leaning upon his cane, chuckling and talking in his customary deferential manner, which has always made him a very acceptable servant about my premises.
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