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"
Well
,
he
was
a
pretty
sick
man
,
and
likely
he
made
a
mistake
--
I
reckon
that
's
the
way
of
it
.
The
best
way
's
to
let
it
go
,
and
keep
still
about
it
.
We
can
spare
it
.
"
"
Oh
,
shucks
,
yes
,
we
can
SPARE
it
.
I
do
n't
k
'
yer
noth
'n
'
bout
that
--
it
's
the
COUNT
I
'm
thinkin
'
about
.
We
want
to
be
awful
square
and
open
and
above-board
here
,
you
know
.
We
want
to
lug
this
h-yer
money
up
stairs
and
count
it
before
everybody
--
then
ther
'
ai
n't
noth
'n
suspicious
.
But
when
the
dead
man
says
ther
's
six
thous
'n
dollars
,
you
know
,
we
do
n't
want
to
--
"
"
Hold
on
,
"
says
the
duke
.
"
Le
's
make
up
the
deffisit
,
"
and
he
begun
to
haul
out
yaller-boys
out
of
his
pocket
.
"
It
's
a
most
amaz
'n'
good
idea
,
duke
--
you
HAVE
got
a
rattlin
'
clever
head
on
you
,
"
says
the
king
.
"
Blest
if
the
old
Nonesuch
ai
n't
a
heppin
'
us
out
agin
,
"
and
HE
begun
to
haul
out
yaller-jackets
and
stack
them
up
.
It
most
busted
them
,
but
they
made
up
the
six
thousand
clean
and
clear
.
"
Say
,
"
says
the
duke
,
"
I
got
another
idea
.
Le
's
go
up
stairs
and
count
this
money
,
and
then
take
and
GIVE
IT
TO
THE
GIRLS
.
"
"
Good
land
,
duke
,
lem
me
hug
you
!
It
's
the
most
dazzling
idea
'
at
ever
a
man
struck
.
You
have
cert
'n
ly
got
the
most
astonishin
'
head
I
ever
see
.
Oh
,
this
is
the
boss
dodge
,
ther
'
ai
n't
no
mistake
'
bout
it
.
Let
'em
fetch
along
their
suspicions
now
if
they
want
to
--
this
'll
lay
'em
out
.
"
When
we
got
up-stairs
everybody
gethered
around
the
table
,
and
the
king
he
counted
it
and
stacked
it
up
,
three
hundred
dollars
in
a
pile
--
twenty
elegant
little
piles
.
Everybody
looked
hungry
at
it
,
and
licked
their
chops
.
Then
they
raked
it
into
the
bag
again
,
and
I
see
the
king
begin
to
swell
himself
up
for
another
speech
.
He
says
:
"
Friends
all
,
my
poor
brother
that
lays
yonder
has
done
generous
by
them
that
's
left
behind
in
the
vale
of
sorrers
.
He
has
done
generous
by
these
yer
poor
little
lambs
that
he
loved
and
sheltered
,
and
that
's
left
fatherless
and
motherless
.
Yes
,
and
we
that
knowed
him
knows
that
he
would
a
done
MORE
generous
by
'em
if
he
had
n't
ben
afeard
o
'
woundin
'
his
dear
William
and
me
.
Now
,
WOULD
N'T
he
?
Ther
'
ai
n't
no
question
'
bout
it
in
MY
mind
.
Well
,
then
,
what
kind
o
'
brothers
would
it
be
that
'd
stand
in
his
way
at
sech
a
time
?
And
what
kind
o
'
uncles
would
it
be
that
'd
rob
--
yes
,
ROB
--
sech
poor
sweet
lambs
as
these
'
at
he
loved
so
at
sech
a
time
?
If
I
know
William
--
and
I
THINK
I
do
--
he
--
well
,
I
'll
jest
ask
him
.
