As he went upstairs to his room, he said to himself, "I have sorter got
the opinion that the Professor took what wuz given him, instid of
gittin' what he asked fer. I kinder guess that it'll pay me to be much
more partickler about number one in the futer than I've been."
CHAPTER XXXII.
AUNT ELLA.
Deacon Mason had an early caller Wednesday morning. He was out in the
barn polishing up his silver-plated harness, for he was going to the
funeral on Friday with his family. Hiram had given him notice that he
would have to go up to the store at once. The Deacon didn't have anybody
in mind to take Hiram's place, and thought he might as well get used to
doing his own work until he came across the right party.
He heard a voice. It said, "Good mornin', Deacon Mason;" and, looking
up, he saw Abner Stiles standing before him.
"Good mornin', Abner," answered the Deacon, pleasantly; "what does the
Professor want?"
"I don't know," said Abner; "I heerd that Hiram was goin' to leave yer,
so I came 'round to see if yer wanted ter hire a man."
"Do yer know of one?" asked the Deacon with a smile.
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