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Updated: June 29, 2025
Mac, letting his soup cool while he read the letter Nance had just brought him, gave an exclamation of surprise. "By George! Monte Pearce is going to get married!" Nance laughed. "I've got a tintype of Mr. Monte settling down. Who's the girl?" "A cousin of his in Honolulu. Her father is a sugar king; no end of cash. Think of old Monte landing a big fish like that!"
"Oh, yes, but it wasn't on the tintype that the other fellow should have been there at all." "No, to be sure, but that made it all the better," said Alice's friend, with sympathetic vision. "Why, there's Eugene Herbert!" exclaimed Alice. "I really must go and tell him that he pulled beautifully, if he didn't win, and comforting things like that! Don't go off without me."
Here they encountered Furman Hatch. Charlie appeared greatly surprised to find the photographer there. "What are you doing here at this time o' day, Tintype?" he demanded. "Takin' a vacation?" "I come over for some prints I left in my room last night," explained Mr. Hatch. "We're going up to call on Court," said Charlie. "Won't you join us?"
Want to stay here and keep your feet warm while I go and do it? Not on your tintype, you yapping hound! I'm about ready to freeze you, anyway, for the second time mark that, will you? for the second time. No, keep your hands where I can see 'em, or I'll knife you right where you sit! You can bully and browbeat a lot of railroad buckies when you're playing the boss act, but I know you!
Many businesses had claimed him, but not for long. The roadster's blood was in his veins. The voice of the tintype was but one of the many callings that had wooed him upon so many roads. Sometimes he could be persuaded to oral construction of his voyages into the informal and egregious. To-night there were symptoms of divulgement in him. "'Tis elegant weather for filibusterin'," he volunteered.
"Get up a letter to Adrian Brownwell asking him to print for me three thousand copies of the colonel's book, at one dollar and fifty cents a copy, and give seventy-five per cent of the profits to Colonel Culpepper. We'll put that book in every public library in this country. How's that?" And he looked at the tintype and said, "Bless her dear little heart." "Neal," asked Barclay, as Mrs.
You ought to have heard what she said to 'em from behind the door when she finally opened it and let 'em in, and she nearly had a fit when she saw old Tintype was with 'em. She lit into him, my gosh, how she lit into him! Accused him of suspecting her of having an erudite affair with Courtney, erudite wasn't the word she used, but it don't matter, it's as good as any for an old maid.
The gentleman who took Willie's last tintype said that he had never seen such perfect lines, and insisted on taking several for fear something should happen to Willie. He wanted to keep some of them for himself it was pathetic, the way he pleaded, but I made him sell me all of them. Willie is mine and I have the first right to his tintypes.
When he died my mother only had a cheap little tintype of him. I don't suppose the crayon portrait looked much like Dr. Webb. Certainly there was little in Tom Anderly's description to connect the strange man rescued out of the sea with the portrait of my father.
I've thought I'd put the minister's tintype up on the mantel now, as long as Ma ain't likely to see it. It'll be company for me. And I reckon I'll get me a cat. I always wanted one and Ma would never let me have it. I can keep it down-stairs and she may never know about it, but even if she hears it meowing, or me talkin' to it, she can't say nothin' about it.
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