Frank Leslie's Popular Monthly Volume 54 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ...an' lemme keep him straight." "But, Milly," Mrs. Nelson's anxious eye measured the distance between her chair and the open door, "if Horace is dead, how can you know what he thinks?" Milly's answering smile was the superior ishness. You know that medium never really heard a word from Horace." "I knows dat aih was Horace a talkin', Miss Sue," Milly's tone was a dogged one. "He done say es' what I tole him, an' ev'body else, he goin' tuh say. An' he know jes' how much money I done save sence he went erway, an' ef dat ain' laik Horace I laik tuh know what is I goin' downstaihs now, Miss Sue, tuh git ready foah that aih pahty, but I tells you plain I ain' goin' tuh have dat aih no count Mose eroun' me nohow." "But, Milly, I must have Mose to help; I sent for him, and I can't get along without a, man. You know the last time I had ice-cream, in a mold you took it out with a spoon--" "Dat all right, Miss Sue," responded Milly airily; "it didn't hu't de taste none. I done sent dat Mose away anyhow," she announced from the head of the stairs. "But, Milly, wait Milly, I--" "Now, doan' yuh worry none, Miss Sue, I done bring dat mejum tuh help; he's got pohful spry dealin' wid spooks, he is " Her voice grew faint and fainter, then trailed away into silence in the distance. There was no arguing with Milly; she had the floor until she was out of hearing. The medium proved to be a lean, polite mulatto, with a snaky eye and the tread of a cat. He opened the front door as if it were the portals to the unseen world, and fairly divided the honors, when his story was whispered, with the lion who had been expressly captured for the occasion. He nearly sent the waitress into con...