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"But speakin' of the sapiency of Bill Hoskins's Zekiel," continued the old gentleman as we lighted pipes and lapsed into desultory puffing, "while Zekiel for a raccoon is some deep, after all you-all is jest amazed at Zekiel 'cause I calls your attention to him a whole lot.
"Well, not in this family vault, you may be sure. He gave it to them to-night for a fact." Mrs. Forbes smiled triumphantly. "'I didn't know Eloise remembered her father," she mimicked. "I'll bet that got under their skin!" "Dear parent, you're excited," remarked Zeke. She brought her reminiscent gaze back to rest upon her son. "Get your coat quick, 'Zekiel. Here's the telegram.
Like most children in short petticoats, who contrary to the generally-received idea are constantly meditating on every subject that comes under their notice; 'Zekiel had his own ideas about Granny Pyetangle and her friend Dame Fossie.
"Eli and Hercules to tea, and a Fozzy-gog to play with," he said at last and Granny Pyetangle smiled and said she would see what she could do "'Zekiel was a good lad, and deserved a treat." 'Zekiel's birthday arrived, and the moment he opened his eyes he saw that his grandmother had redeemed her promise.
The housekeeper's cheeks were flushed with the strength of her repugnance, and her bias relieved Mr. Evringham's indecision. "I agree with you," he returned, rising. "Tell 'Zekiel to saddle the Maid. After dinner I will let him take a telegram to the office." He returned to the house without further words, and Mrs. Forbes called to her son in a voice that had a wrathful quaver.
"Fanshaw isn't " He looked around vaguely. "No, he isn't, Dr. Ballard," returned Mrs. Forbes shortly. "He forgot to rub down Essex Maid one evening when she came in hot, and that finished him with Mr. Evringham." The young doctor's lips twitched beneath his mustache as he looked at 'Zekiel, polishing away for dear life. "You seem to have some one else here some friend," he remarked tentatively.
On these occasions 'Zekiel accompanied his grandmother, hanging on to her skirts affectionately with one hand, whilst he waved a crust of brown bread in the other a crust which he generally carried concealed about his person, for the two-fold purpose of assisting through his teeth and amusing himself at every convenient opportunity.
During the last fifteen years of his life he offered selections from his accepted repertory. For a time he was associated with Jefferson to whom he brought a strength that was deeply valued and appreciated, equally by that famous actor and by the public acting Sir Lucius O'Trigger in The Rivals and Zekiel Homespun in The Heir-at-Law. The power of Florence was that of impersonation.
"I'll tell you who she is," returned his mother in a low, emphatic tone. "she's just what I say a sticker and an interloper." "H'm! Shouldn't wonder if the green-eyed monster had got after mamma," soliloquized the youth aloud. "Somebody else sews on the buttons now, perhaps." "'Zekiel Forbes, we must have an understanding right off. You've got to joke and tease, I s'pose, but it can't be about Mr.
Pyetangle shall take you home." He beckoned to 'Zekiel's dog, who came up rather sulkily and 'Zekiel found himself outside the magic circle, and well on his way home, almost before he could realize that they had started! As he entered Granny Pyetangle's little garden, he saw that a light was still burning in her attic. He went softly into the kitchen.
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