Gray!--serves you doubly right for
famishing me at my own table!"
"Uncle!" said Capitola, "'Honor bright! Fair play is a jewel! If you
and I, who have seen Black Donald before, failed to recognize that
stalwart athlete in a seemingly old and sickly man, how could you
expect Mrs. Condiment to do so, who never saw him but once in her
life, and then was so much frightened that she instantly fainted?"
"Pah! pah! pah! Cap, hush! You, all of you, disgust me, except Black
Donald! I begin to respect him! Confound if I don't take in all the
offers I have made for his apprehension, and at the very next
convention of our party I'll nominate him to represent us in the
National Congress; for, of all the fools that ever I have met in my
life, the people of this county are the greatest! And fools should
at least be represented by one clever man--and Black Donald is the
very fellow! He is decidedly the ablest man in this congressional
district."
"Except yourself, dear uncle!" said Capitola.
"Except nobody, Miss Impudence!--least of all me! The experience of
the last week has convinced me that I ought to have a cap and bells
awarded me by public acclamation!" said Old Hurricane, stamping
about in fury.
The good minister finding that he could make no sort of impression
upon the irate old man, soon took his leave, telling Mrs.
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