" No, sir," said Poster. "Icame to see you.''"
" Not to borrow money, I hope," said Arb.
Poster replied : " No, sir-ree ; I come to save money for you.
Moor been at Mr Purit gin yisterday bragging 'bout he got he
own land and dat him sabe 'nuff cotton dis year to buy up all he
want next year Say him in'pendent, er you, en gwine to Urban to
Arb patted his informant on the shoulder, saying : " You are the
fellow for me. Now I'll take Moor down a little lower than he is
and put you up. I don't care anything for his trade, but I am
glad you told me."
After getting a drink and several articles free of charge, Poster
said to Arb : "Now, don't call my name. I ain't no news carrier.
I jist done dis fer your sake," and left for home.
Then Arb to his book-keeper said : " What you think ; old Moor
sabe enough cotton to go to Urban and buy supplies for next year."
The book-keeper said : " We'll lose a large trade, and he'll go to
Urban, see how cheap things are there, and come back here and
tell all the other niggers."
Arb walked out of his store and explained the matter to Merce, a
brother merchant, who, in surprise, said : " And he'll try to carry
the other niggers there to trade, too, if he finds it to their interest.
The niggers all have such confidence in him."
Arb returned to his store and told the book-keeper, "that thing
can't go so. If lie don't owe us anything we can say he does and
make Trial Justice Kay levy on him, and bring him down so that
he'll either go on a lien with me or somebody else in this town next
" We'll, I'll post our books," said the book-keeper, "and make
out a bill against him for one hundred dollars."
In a few days after Moor came to town with two bales of cotton on
his wagon and drove in front of Arb's store. Arb cut the bales,
folded a sample in a paper with the price he offered for it, and said
to Moor: " Now, if any merchant beats that price, I'll give you
So Moor went around, got the bid of other merchants, and then
returned to Arb. Arb gave more than any one else offered and
bought the cotton. As Moor went to the book-keeper's desk for set¬
tlement, Arb said : " You better show Mr, Moor that little account."