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"Yes, he cou'n't tell anybody where to take him, and a doctor found that letteh on him print' outside with yo' uptown address; and so he put him in a cab an' sen' him yondeh, and sen' word he muz 'ave been sick sinze sev'l hours, an' get him in bed quick don't lose a minute." "And so he's in bed at my house!" I put in approvingly. "Ah, no!
As I waited for him in the still street, I heard far away a quick footstep. By and by I saw a man pass under a distant lamp, coming toward me. I looked with all my eyes. Just then my neighbor came back. "Listen," I murmured. "Watch when that man comes under the next light." He watched. "It's Fontenette!" "Well," said the Creole as he joined us, "he's yondeh all right except sick.
They went. "I was goin' ad the poss-office, but" he waved his hand and curled his lip. "Mistoo Itchlin, in fact, if you yeh of something suitable to me I would like to yeh it. I am not satisfied with that pless yondeh with Doctah Seveeah. I was compel this mawnin', biffo you came in, to 'epoove 'im faw 'is 'oodness. He called me a jackass, in fact. I woon allow that. I 'ad to 'epoove 'im.
The chief danger to your house isn't here, it's where the fire's between it and the wind!" His answer was a look of anguish. "Good God! my fran'. We come yondeh so quick we can! But foudre tonnerre! look that house here fill' with ba-bee'! What we goin' do? Those Sister' can't climb on roof with bocket' wateh.
Den I gwine red up de house an' take de keys to Mass' Gimble, de agent. Den Polly an' me we go back to our own li'l' house in de lane yondeh. De Kun'l done 'range ev'thing propeh, an' we gwine do jus' like he say." Mary Louise felt lonely and uncomfortable in the big house, now that her mother and grandfather had gone away.
His voice trembled with pent feeling as he said in deep undertone: "Be callm, chil'run; be callm. Refrain excitement. Who you behole befo' you, yondeh, I ignore. But who shall we expect to see if not the State Sup'inten'ent Public Education? And if yea, then welcome, thrice welcome, the surprise!
He described him as a kind old bird who made hospitality to strangers his meat and drink. A conjecture darted into my mind. "Why, yes! that is his married son, is he not, yonder in the cabin; the one with the fair hair?" "Who? eh, ole man Ol-i-veh? You sa ay 'Is that his ma'-ied son, in yondeh; the one 'ith the fah hah? Eh, no o, suh, eh, yass, suh, yass!
Ol 'Lisha jus' tip his to 'em otheh hawsses an' say: ''Scuse me, gen'elmen an' ladies, but I got mos' uhgent business down yondeh 'bout quahteh of a mile; 'em judges waitin' faw me. 'At's what he say, boss. Nothin' to it a-a-atall." "Give him plenty of room, Mose." "Sutny will. Won't git me nothin' stickin' on 'at rail.
"Where did you get him?" demanded Pitkin. "Outen that stall yondeh," said the stable hand, pointing. "That was where you put your colt, wasn't it?" asked Pitkin, turning to Uncle Gabe. "Yes, suh, I put him there all right, but this ain't him." "Oh, come now," laughed Pitkin, "you've been thinking it over and you're afraid you've picked the wrong one. Be a sport, Gabe; stick with your bargain."
You dunno dat lill' 'ouse where de Sister' keep dose orphelin' ba-bee'?-juz big-inning sinse 'bout two week' ago?-round de corner one square mo' down town 'alf square mo' nearer de swamp? Well, I thing 'f you pass yondeh you fine Pastropbon." Through smoke, under falling cinders, and by distracted and fleeing households I went. The moment I turned the second corner I espied the house.
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