FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105   106   107   108   109   110   111  
112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   >>  
l of yourself, and that we hain't made no fool of you. Of course we couldn't help laughin' to see you actin' so redickerlous, Tom, and all about a little piece of cheese, too. A feller would er thought, Tom, that you'd been dumped in a sewer, to see you carry on; but when you get one er them crazy notions in your head, why, there's no doin' anything with you, but to let you sail in and enjoy yourself." Bob then ate his choice bit of Brie with a keen relish, much to the surprise of Tom, and I may say Herbert as well, for the latter's taste had not been educated up to the point where he could eat such food. At length reconciliation was reached, and Tom was once more happy. When the coffee had been drunk, the three boys, while eating nuts and raisins, discussed the problem of money making. "How about the Wall Street racket?" remarked Tom. "You refer to speculating, I suppose?" replied Herbert. "Yes. You see my capital ain't earnin' me nothin'." "Well, I have had very little time to think about that since we first spoke of it. In fact, I am not in favor of the idea." "What! not in favor of spekerlatin'?" said Bob, with astonishment. "Nuther am I," put in Tom, wisely; "I don't think it's safe." "But you think it's safe to bet on horse racin', don't you, Tom Flannery?" "Well, it's safer'n what spekerlatin' is, that's what I think, Bob Hunter." "Humph! You know a lot, don't you, Tom Flannery?" "No, I don't know a lot about them Wall Street schemes, ef that's what you mean; but I guess I can pick a winner at racin'." "Well, ef you don't know nothin' about spekerlatin', how are you goin' to use any judgment? Tell me that now, Tom Flannery." "You kinder want to bulldoze me, don't you, Bob Hunter? You've got your head sot on spekerlatin', and you want to make me think jest like you do." "You tire me, Tom Flannery," said Bob, with a great show of disgust. "I'd try and have some sense, ef I was you." "All right, Bob, then I'll try 'n' have some sense--I'll do jest as you say, and spekerlate till my five dollars is all blowed in. Now, does that satisfy you, Bob?" Tom Flannery had almost always yielded readily to Bob's judgment. This sudden independence of opinion, therefore, was a surprise to young Hunter. "Why, that's all right, Tom," said he, instantly changing his attitude. "I don't care nothin' about your spekerlatin' ef you don't want to; but I want to make some money, that's what I do, an
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105   106   107   108   109   110   111  
112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   >>  



Top keywords:
spekerlatin
 

Flannery

 

nothin

 
Hunter
 

surprise

 

Herbert

 

judgment

 

Street

 

schemes

 

astonishment


Nuther

 
wisely
 

yielded

 
readily
 
satisfy
 

dollars

 

blowed

 

sudden

 

independence

 

changing


attitude

 

instantly

 

opinion

 

winner

 

kinder

 
bulldoze
 

disgust

 

spekerlate

 

making

 

notions


relish

 

choice

 
couldn
 

laughin

 

feller

 

thought

 

dumped

 

redickerlous

 

cheese

 

racket


remarked
 
problem
 

eating

 

raisins

 

discussed

 
speculating
 

suppose

 
earnin
 
replied
 

capital