"The Hinkson children."
"Whut's Bushrod Hinkson mekin' conditions fur, I'd lak to know?" exclaimed Mrs. Rogers. "I'll bet it's jes' his stinginess. He'd skin a flea fur its hide an' taller, any day."
"He will send his children only on condition that I work out a certain problem which it seems the last two schoolmasters could not solve."
"Pshaw!" ejaculated Rogers. "Is he still pipin' on thet ole sum? It's in po'try, ain't it?"
"Yes," replied Dudley, taking a slip of paper from his pocket and reading therefrom:
"A landed man two daughters had,
And both were very fair;
To each he gave a piece of land,
One round, the other square.
"Twenty shillings to an acre,