"I tell you how "tis, Poindexter," he says. "To begin wid, an" speakin"
in confidences ez one ole-time frien" to "nother, I prob"ly is the onlyest pusson in this yere city of Noo Yawk w"ich the Cullid Arabian Prince might mek trouble fur me ef I wuz the one w"ich come bringin" him back his lost pin. Ever since he"s been yere he"s been sendin" his clothes over to my "stablishment, w"ich it is right round the corner frum the Palace Afro-American Hotel, to be pressed. An" ef I should turn up now wid this yere pin he"d most likely ez not claim "at I found it stuck in one of his coat lapels an" taken it out an" kep" it. An" the chances is he"d not only refuse fur to pay over the reward, but furthermo" might raise a rookus an" cast a shadder on my good name w"ich it su"ttinly would hurt my perfessional reppitation fur a Cullid Arabian Prince to be low-ratin" me at-a-way. He"s lak so many wealthy pussons is--he"s suspicious in his mind. So I don"t keer to take no chances, much ez I craves to feel them fifty dollars warmin" in the pa"m of my hand. But ef a pusson w"ich wuz a puffec" stranger to him wuz to fetch the pin in an" say he wuz walkin" "long an" seen it shinin" an" picked it up, he"d jes" hand the reward right over widout a mumblin" word."
"Yas," I says, "tha"s so, I reckin."
""Tain"t no manner of doubt but whut hit"s so," he says. "Poindexter,"
he says, brisker-like, "I got an idee--it jest this yere secont come to me: Whut"s the reason w"y you can"t be the ordained stranger w"ich teks the pin back to him? You does so an" I"ll low you ten dollars out of the fifty fur yore time an" trouble. Whut say?"
I studies a minute and then I says I is sociable to the notion. He says he"ll go along with me and point out to me the hotel where the Colored Arabian Prince is stopping at and then tarry outside until I gets back to him with the money. I says I"ll go just as soon as I has et another piece of mushmelon, which the first piece certainly was very tasty. So he waits until I has done so and then he pays the check, which comes to one-eighty for me and ten cents for him, and we gets up to start forth.
But just as we gets to the door, going out, he takes a look at a clock on the wall and he says:
"I can"t go "long wid you--you"ll have to go by yo"se"f."
I says:
"Whyfore you can"t go?"
He says:
"I jes" this minute remembers "at I got to ketch the "leven-forty-two fur Hartford, Connecticut, whar I is gittin" ready to open up a branch "stablishment--tha"s whyfore. I been enjoyin" talkin" wid somebody frum my own dear state so much "at I lets the time slip by unbeknownst an"
now I jes" about kin git abo"de the train at the up-town station ef I hurries." He scratches his head. "Lemme see," he says, "whut-all is we goin" do "bout "at now?" Then it seems like he scratches an idea loose.
"I got it," he says. "Mainly on "count of my bein" in sech a rush, an"
you bein" frum my home-town, I"m goin" mek you a heap sweeter proposition "en de one w"ich I already has made. I"m goin" halfen this yere reward wid you; "at"s whut I"m goin" do. Yere"s the plan: You jes"
hands me over twenty-five dollars now fur my sheer an" "en you keeps the ontire fifty w"ich he"ll pay you. See? I knows I is a fool to be doin"
it, but gittin" to Hartford on time today "ll mean a heap mo" to me in the long run "en whut de diff"unce in the money would. How "bout it, ole boy?"
I says to him that it listens all right to me, and I"d give him the twenty-five in a minute, only I ain"t got it with me. When I says that his face falls so far his under-jaw mighty near grazes the ground, and then he says:
"Well, how much is you got? Is you got twenty--or even fifteen?"
I says I ain"t got nothing on me in the way of ready cash, only carfare.
But I says I is got something on me that"s worth a heap more than twenty-five dollars.
And he says:
"Whut is it?"
I says:
"It"s this yere solid gold watch," I says. And I hauls it out and waves it before his eyes. "It"s wuth fully forty dollars," I says, "but I ain"t needin" it on "count of havin" a still mo" handsomer one in my trunk, w"ich it wuz give to me by a committee of the w"ite folks two yeahs ago fur savin" a lil" w"ite boy from drowndin" off the upper wharf-boat. You tek the watch an" give me, say ten dollars boot," I says, "an" I"ll collect the reward an" thar"by both of us "ll be mekin"
money," I says; ""cause you kin sell the watch anywhars fur not lessen forty dollars. I done been offered "at fur it befo" now."
He studies a minute and then he says that whilst he ain"t doubting my word about the watch being worth that much money, still, business is business, and before he consents we"ll have to take it to a jewelry-store half-a-square down the street and have it valued.
I says to him, I says:
"Tha"s suitable to me, but," I says, "I thought you wuz in a sweat to ketch a train?"
"I"ll tek the time," he says. "I kin hurry an" mek it. Come to think of it," he says, ""at train don"t leave the up-town station "twell "leven-fifty-fo". "Leven-forty-two is w"en she leaves frum down-town."
"I"m glad to hear it," I says, ""cause w"en the jewelry-store man has got th"ough "zaminin" my watch we kin ast him to look at the pin, too, an" tell us ef it"s the genuwine article. It mout possibly be," I says, ""at they wuz two of these yere clover-leaf pins floatin" round loose an" one of "em a imitation. By havin" it "zamined "long wid my watch, we both plays safe."
He stops right dead in his tracks.
"Look yere, Poindexter," he says, "whut"s the use of all "is yere projectin" round an" wastin" of time? You trusts me," he says, "an" I trusts you--tha"s fair. Yere, boy, you teks the pin an" collects the reward. I teks the watch an" sells it fur whut I kin git fur it. Le"s close the deal "cause I p"intedly is got to hurry frum yere."
"Hole on!" I says. "How "bout my ten dollars boot?"
"I"ll mek it five," he says.
"Gimme the five," I says.
So he counts out five ones and yells something to me about the Palace Afro-American Hotel being straight down the street about half-a-mile, on the left-hand side, and in another second he"s gone from view round the nearest corner.
But I does not go to look for no Afro-American Hotel, nor yet for no Colored Arabian Prince, neither. Something seems to warn me "twould only be a waste of time, so instead of which, as I steps along, I figures out where I stands in the swap. And it comes to this: I is in to the extent of five dollars in cash, also one dollar and eighty cents" worth of nourishing vittles, and a clover-leaf pin, which it must be worth all of seventy-five cents unless the price of bra.s.s has took a big fall.
I is out to the extent of telling one lie about saving a little boy from drowning and also one old imitation-gold watchcase without any mechanical works in it. Likewise and furthermore, I can imagine the look on that gold-tooth n.i.g.g.e.r"s face when he gets time to take a good look at what he"s traded for, and that alone I values at fully two dollars more in private satisfaction to J. Poindexter. So, taking one thing and another, getting lost has been worth pretty close on to ten dollars, besides which it has taught me the lesson that when a trusting stranger goes forth in the Great City he"s liable to fall amongst thieves, but if only he stays honest himself and keeps his eye skinned, he cannot possibly suffer no harm at the hands of the wicked deceiver.
CHAPTER V
_Local Colored_
It seems like having dealings with designing persons of my own color must"ve made my mind act more keen. All at once I remembers that I seen the name of our apartment-house carved on a big square tombstone over the front door, and it comes to me that the same"s name has got something to do with grist-mills and something to do with lawsuits. I studies and studies and then, like a flash, I gets it:
Wheatley Court.
With this much to work on, the rest is plenty easy. A man in a drugstore consults in a telephone book and gives me the full specifications for getting back to where I has strayed from, which it turns out it is fully three miles away from there in a southeast direction. But I buys an ice-cream soda and a pack of chewing-gum before I asks the drugstore man for his friendly aid. Already I has took note of the fact that most of the folks in New York acts like they hates to answer your questions without you has done "em some kind of a favor first. So I places this man under obligations to me by trading with him and then he"s willing to help me. That is, he"s willing, but he ain"t right crazy with joy over the idea of it. If I"d a-bought two ice-cream sodas I think probably he"s a-moved more brisk-like. Still, he does it. So, inside of an hour more, what with riding part of the ways on street-cars and walking the rest, I is home again and glad to be there.
Even so, my being gone so long ain"t put n.o.body out, because Mr. Dallas is yet in bed, but is now thinking seriously about getting up. He complains of feeling slightly better than what he did awhile back.
Still, he ain"t got so very much appet.i.te. Orange juice and black coffee seems ample to satisfy his desires; he also continues to remain very partial to the ice-water. He says he must hurry up and dress and get outdoors because he"s got an engagement to go with one of the ladies which he met the night before and look at a little car which she"s thinking about buying it, but wants to get his expert opinion on it first. He don"t specify her name, but I guesses it"s the puny one of the two--this here Miss Bill-Lee DeWitt.
Whilst I is laying out his clothes for him to put on he calls out to me from the bathroom that I will doubtless be interested to know that we"ll be staying on in New York permanent. I asks him how come, and he says he"s pa.s.sed his word to go in partners with this here Mr. H. C. Raynor selling oil-properties.
I says to him, I says:
""Scuse me, Mr. Dallas, but it sho" does look lak to me we is movin"
powerful fast. Only yistiddy we gits yere, an" today we is fixin" to bust into bus"ness. Tha"s travelin"!"
He says you have to move fast in New York if you don"t want to get run over and trompled on and I says that certainly is the Gospel truth. And he says when you meets up with an attractive proposition up here in this country you is just naturally obliged to grab holt of it quick or else somebody else "ll be beating you to it. I feels myself bound to agree with that, too; and then he goes on shaving himself and abusing of his skin for being so tender.
I ponders a spell and then I asks him, sort of casual and accidental-like, when was it that Mr. Raynor displayed this here desirable business notion to him and he give his promise for to enter into it?
"Oh," he says, "it was late last night--after we started back from the road-house. He"s going to let me have a full half interest," he says.
I don"t say nothing out loud to that. But I casts my rolling eyes up to the ceiling and I says in low tones to myself, I says: "_Uh_ huh, uh _huh_!" just like that.