Wall, this mornin', on our way to the grounds, I sez to Josiah—
"There is one thing that I want you to do the first thing to-day, and that is for you to see that good creeter, Senator Palmer."
Sez I, "I jest happened to read this mornin' how he's takin' up a subscription to help the Duke of Veragua, and we must see him and help the cause along." Sez I, "I can't bear to think of Columbuses folks a-sufferin' for things."
Sez Josiah, "Let Columbuses folks nip in and work jest as I do, and they'll git along."
"They hain't been brung up to it," sez I; "I don't spoze he ever ploughed a acre of land in his life, or sheared a sheep. And I don't spoze she knows what it is to pick a goose, or do a two weeks' washin'."
I'm sorry for 'em as I can be. And to think that that villain of a Manager should have run away with that money while they wuz over here a-helpin' their forefathers birthday!
Sez I, "It makes me feel like death."
"It makes me feel," sez Josiah gloomily, "that no knowin' but the Old Harry will git into Ury while we are away."
But I sez, "Don't worry, Josiah—Ury and Philura are pure gold."