wondered what Aleck would say when he got back to the farm.
"We have got to square ourselves," sard Tom.
"How are you going to do it?"
"Oh, we'll do it somehow."
They took the short-cut, but so did Aleck, and consequently all three soon met.
"Yo' played dat joke—yo' can't go fo' to deny it!" cried the colored man.
"We are not going to deny it, Aleck," said Tom. "But it was no joke. We did it for your good."
"Huh!"
"We certainly did," put in Sam. "Why, Aleck, we can't bear to think of your getting married and leaving us."
"Huh!"
"We want you to stay with us," said Tom. "Besides, that widow has a lot of children and is after your money."
"She ain't got but two chillen. She had moah, but she dun told me all but two was in de seminary."
"The seminary?" queried Tom. Then a light broke in on him. "You mean the cemetery."
"Persackly—de place da puts de dead folks."
"Well, they are in the cemetery right enough—but they are a long way from being dead."
