“For horse-feed, stabling, and supper.”
And underneath, in smaller letters, “Send Bible and portraits to——.” (Here a name and address.)
And inside the envelope a roll of notes.
“Count them,” said Aunt Annie.
But the settler’s horny and knotty hands trembled too much, and so did his wife’s withered ones; so Aunt Annie counted them.
“Fifty pounds!” she said.
“Fifty pounds!” mused the settler, scratching his head in a perplexed way.
“Fifty pounds!” gasped his wife.
“Yes,” said Aunt Annie sharply, “fifty pounds!”
“Well, you’ll get it settled between yer some day!” drawled Uncle Abe.