Chains : $b lesser novels and storiesDreiser, Theodore
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Chains : $b lesser novels and stories
Dreiser, Theodore
American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, American
“Come over hyur,” he said, leading off to a distant fence. At the safe
distance they halted. “I tell yuh just how ’tis,” he observed very
secretively. “Thar wuz a feller come along hyur three er four weeks ago
an’ at that time I didn’t know ez how this hyur now wuz min’l, see? An’
he ast me, ’thout sayin’ nuthin’ ez tuh whut he knowed, whut I’d take
for it, acre fer acre. Well, thar wuz anuther feller, a neighbor o’
mine, had been along hyur an’ he wuz sayin’ ez how a piece o’ land just
below, about forty acres, wuz sold fer five thousan’ dollars. Seein’
ez how my land wuz the same kind o’ land, only better, I ’lowed ez how
thar bein’ seventy acres hyur tuh his forty I oughta git nearly twicet
ez much, an’ I said so. He didn’t ’low ez I ought at fust, but later on
he kind o’ come roun’ an’ we agreed ez how I bein’ the one that fust
had the place—I wuz farmin’ hyur ’fore ever I married my wife—that ef
any sale wuz made I orter git the biggest sheer. So we kind o’ fixed
it up b’tween us, quiet-like an’ not lettin’ anybody else know, that
when it come tuh makin’ out the papers an’ sich at the end uv the sixty
days he was to gimme a shade the best o’ the money afore we signed any
papers. Course I wouldn’t do nuthin’ like that ef the place hadn’t
b’longed tuh me in the fust place, an’ ef me an’ my wife an’ chil’n
got along ez well’s we did at fust, but she’s allers a-fightin’ an’
squallin’. Ef he come back hyur, ez he ’lowed he would, I wuz t’ have
eight thousan’ fer myself, an’ me an’ my wife wuzta divide the rest
b’tween us ez best we could, her to have her third, ez the law is.”
The stranger listened with mingled astonishment, amusement and
satisfaction at the thought that the contract, if not exactly illegal,
could at least to Queeder be made to appear so. For an appeal to the
wife must break it, and besides because of the old man’s cupidity he
might easily be made to annul the original agreement. For plainly even
now this farmer did not know the full value of all that he had so
foolishly bartered away. About him were fields literally solid with
zinc under the surface. Commercially $60,000 would be a mere bagatelle
to give for it, when the East was considered. One million dollars
would be a ridiculously low capitalization for a mine based on this
property. A hundred thousand might well be his share for his part in
the transaction. Good heavens, the other fellow had bought a fortune
for a song! It was only fair to try to get it away from him.
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