Well, the king he talked him blind; so at last he give in, and said all right, but said he believed it was blamed foolishness to stay, and that doctor hanging over them. But the king says:

     "Cuss the doctor! What do we k'yer for HIM? Hain't we got all the fools in town on our side? And ain't that a big enough majority in any town?"

     So they got ready to go down stairs again. The duke says:

     "I don't think we put that money in a good place."

     That cheered me up. I'd begun to think I warn't going to get a hint of no kind to help me. The king says:

     "Why?"

     "Because Mary Jane'll be in mourning from this out; and first you know the nigger that does up the rooms will get an order to box these duds up and put 'em away; and do you reckon a nigger can run across money and not borrow some of it?"