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Updated: June 2, 2025
Of course you can see that this envelope needs immediate explanation; for your story about having a boy friend in that office is rather far-fetched, to say the least," the cashier went on. "I should say it did fishy, I should call it," muttered Mr. Graylock, with a shake of his head. "All the same it is true. His name is Frank Patterson, and he used to live here in Riverview," asserted the boy.
This ain't Boston, you understand, and wages is low in Riverview. I'm not askin' anybody to come here. If Abner goes there'll be jest a dozen arter his job in an hour," replied the grocer, sarcastically. "Perhaps there will, but you won't find me among them, Mr. Squires. I'm willing to work and work hard, but I think a fellow deserves a living wage.
He snatched it up filled with wonder, for he could hardly remember ever having received a letter before, though once a former boy friend had written him from Florida where his father had gone for his health. And his eyes distended still more when he saw up in the corner of the envelope the printed words: "First National Bank of Riverview." With trembling fingers Dick tore the envelope open.
The lawyer and money shark jumped up from his chair as though he had been fixed upon a spring like a jack-in-the-box. "Madam, is what your son tells me true?" he demanded, hotly. "Every word of it, Mr. Cheatham; I have been trying to say the same thing but somehow could not get you to understand me. We do not intend to leave Riverview, and the property is withdrawn from sale," she replied.
Another friend I also found in young Harry Marsh, a son of Colonel Henry Marsh, who owned a plantation some eight or ten miles above the Frederick ferry, and a cousin of my aunt. Colonel Marsh had stopped one day at Riverview, while on his way home from Hampton, and had made us all promise to return his visit, but so many affairs had intervened that the promise had never been kept.
I felt my cheeks flushing, but I judged it best to choke back the words which trembled on my lips. "I can read your thought," said my grandfather quickly. "You are thinking that the heir of Riverview could hardly be called a pauper. Do not forget that your father forfeited his claim to the estate by his ungentlemanly conduct." "I shall not forget it," I burst out.
Sam's was livid at that moment. "See here, Sam," I said sharply, "if you have anything to tell, I want you to tell me right away. What are you afraid of?" "D' witch man," he whispered, his eyes almost starting from his head, and his forehead suddenly beading with perspiration. "The witch man? Has a witch man come to Riverview?" He nodded. "And what is he doing there, Sam?"
Washington and told her that I had just received a note from my aunt and would ride to Riverview at once.
"You know that since I am a good needle-woman and the times are so hard with us just at present, I am fortunate to be able to get work from several of the ladies around Riverview. Perhaps it will not have to be for long, Dick, dear." "I know it won't if I have any say in the matter. You're sitting up every night sewing long after I've gone to bed.
Stewart?" he asked. "I saw you sitting here, and decided you were waiting for me." "Yes," I said, and I shook hands with him, for he was an honest man and a good workman. "I am glad to see you back again, sir, though looking so ill," he added. "I trust the air of Riverview will soon bring you around all right," and from his eyes I knew he meant it. I thanked him, and bade him sit beside me.
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