When they was all out, the feller read the mortgage to me, and asked me if the signin of it was my “free act and deed.” I told him it was so fur as I had to sign it to keep from bein foreclosed, but that I would not sign it as it then read.
“Whats wrong?” says he.
“The wrong,” says I, “is where it says that Jobe shall pay the ‘principal and interest in gold.’”
I explained to him that Jobe and me hadent had ten dollars in gold for years and years.
But he said it was only a form; that we was now on a gold basis, and the bank requires all their mortgages to read, “payable, principal and interest, in gold,” since we have come to a gold basis.
But I wouldent sign it, and the feller called Jobe and the other fellers in. Jobe he got mad at me and scolded and fretted around until I got ashamed of him, and I jist up and says, says I:
“Ile sign it, Mr. Gaskins, but you will find that payin seven per cent. interest and payin it in gold to keep your party in power is up-hill bizness.”
“‘Payin it in gold to keep your party in power is up-hill bizness.’”
So I signed it. But the Lord only knows where we will git the gold to pay even the interest with. We have to pay the interest every six months.