I just wanted to find out if you'd
tell the truth about her. Some little boys tell stories, but
I am glad to find out you are so truthful. My name is Mr.
Algernon Jones and I'm glad to know you. Shake! Put it there,
partner," and the fascinating stranger held out a grimy paw.
Billy smiled down from his perch at him and thought he had
never met such a pleasant man. If he was such an old friend
of his aunt's maybe she would not object to him because he
wore pants, he thought. Maybe she might be persuaded to take
Mr. Jones for a husband. Billy almost hoped that she would
hurry home from the Aid, he wanted to see the two together
so.
"Is you much of a cusser?" he asked solemnly, "'cause if you
is you'll hafter cut it out on these premises."
Mr. Jones seemed much surprised and hurt at the question.
"An oath never passed these lips," replied the truthful
gentleman.
"Can you churn?"
"Churn--churn?" with a reminiscent smile, "I can churn like
a top."
Jimmy was dying of curiosity but the gate was too far away
for him to do more than catch a word now and then.
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