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He must have had a bottle of whisky in his room; she remembered his shyness when he said good-night to her. He stood in the middle of the floor, swaying on his feet and smiling at her. The flame of the light rose and fell in jerks and spasms. "I thought," he said, "I'd come to see m'little Maggie, m'little niece, jus' to talk a lill bit and cheer her up up." He drew nearer the bed.
"What's comin'? The las' day, that you look so skeered?" Jake said, while Mandy Ann continued: "De man from de Norf, Cunnel Crompton, you call him done come for lill chile!" She put her apron over her face and began to cry, while Jake wiped his hands, and hurrying round the house, met the Colonel just as he reached the door.
She wished Lill had found out how many black marks she had, and whether that lady was Mrs. Santa Claus and had, in fact, obtained more accurate information about many things. But when she asked about some of them afterwards, Lill said she didn't know, for the next time she had traveled in that direction she found Santa Claus Land had moved.
"Miché, she's a lill' hangel!" exclaimed Madame Delphine, with a look of distress. "Yez; I teg kyah 'v 'er, lag my h-own. I mague you dad promise." "But " There was something still in the way, Madame Delphine seemed to think. The banker waited in silence. "I suppose you will want to see my lill' girl?" He smiled; for she looked at him as if she would implore him to decline.
There was still Jake, who wrote occasionally, asking for his lill Miss and telling of Mandy Ann, whom the war had made free, and who had married Ted, and was living in her own house outside the clearing. Everything was out of the way except Eudora, who, before he had proposed his trip to Europe, took herself from him in a most summary manner.
"You keep dat? lill' while? for me? Yass; till I mek out how I goin' to spend her." "Manouvrier, may I make one condition?" "Yass." "It is that you will never play the lottery again." "Ah! Yass, I play her ag'in! You want know whan ole Pastropbon play her ag'in? One doze fine mawning mebbee dat sun going rise hisself in de wes'. Well: when ole Pastropbon see dat, he play dat lott'ree ag'in.
"I make a lill fi' biffo." She made a fire. Then she helped the convalescent to put on a few loose drapings.
I think he don't stoff bird' no betteh." But the husband responded more than half to himself, "Yass, I think mebbe I stoff him lill' more betteh."
Oh Miss Jinny, you an' Miss Lill an' Mammy Easter an' Susan's gwine with Jackson, an' de othah niggahs can walk. Ephum an' me'll jes' put up de shutters an' load de Colonel's gun." By this time the room was filled with excited negroes, some crying, and some laughing hysterically.
Blows!" gasped the president. "Ah, you didn't expec' see me," said Mr. Blows, with a scornful laugh "They're trying do me, do me out o' my lill bit o' money, Bill." "But you ain't got no money," said his bewildered friend. Mr. Blows turned and eyed him haughtily; then he confronted the staring president again. "I've come for my money," he said, impressively "one 'under-eighty pounds."
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