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"Thet old diary-book was in ther chist not very long ago," he declared. "I went up thar an' got ther receipt out when I fared over ter Sam Opdyke's arraignin'. I tuck hit ter ther co'te-house an' put hit ter record thet day ther receipt, I means." "How did ye git inter ther chist without my unlockin' hit?" she inquired with a relief much more material than sentimental, and he laughed.
And the night I go to bed I count my money, and, says I, I'll not lock ut up, for I'll onnly be unlockin' again to-morrow; and doin' a thing and undoin' ut's a sign of a brain that's addled like yours, Pole, if ye say ye didn't go to give me the notes." Mr. Pole frowned at her sagaciously. "Must change your diet, Martha!" "My dite? And what's my dite to do with my money?" "Who went into Mrs.
This time, though, he had the right dope; for a few steps more and we got a view of the back porch. And there are the two maids, hand in hand, watchin' the motions of the squatty gent, who is unlockin' the summer-house. He disappears inside. At that Cecil just has to cut loose. Before I can stop him, he's stepped out, pulled his gun, and is wavin' it at the two females. "I say, now! Hands up!
Dar's somebody a-comin' down dem steps; dey 's unlockin' de do'; an' de fus' thing I knowed, de place was all lighted up bright as day, an' a white-faced man stood by me, wid a crown on his head, an' a golden key in his han'. Somehow, I knowed it was Jesus, an' right den I waked up all of a tremble, an' knowed it was a warnin' dat I mus' foller de Lord.
And the night I go to bed I count my money, and, says I, I'll not lock ut up, for I'll onnly be unlockin' again to- morrow; and doin' a thing and undoin' ut's a sign of a brain that's addled like yours, Pole, if ye say ye didn't go to give me the notes." Mr. Pole frowned at her sagaciously. "Must change your diet, Martha!" "My dite? And what's my dite to do with my money?" "Who went into Mrs.
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