Something in the case of this unfortunate stripling interested Frisbie. His devotion to his new friends was so sincere, and so simply expressed, that the robust, well-fed man was almost touched by it.
"I vow, it's a queer case, Stephen! What do you think of it?"
"I think"——said the joker.
"What do you think? Out with it!"
"You own that vacant lot opposite Gingerford's?"
"Yes; what of that?"
"I think, then, instead of pulling the house down, I'd just move it over there, niggers and all"——
"And set it opposite the Judge's!" exclaims Frisbie, catching gleefully at the idea.
"Exactly," says Stephen; "and give him enough of niggers for one while."
"I'll do it!—Adsly! Adsly! See here, Adsly! Do you suppose this old box can be moved?"