would not amount to much for each stockholder. And yet there must be
members enough to furnish money enough.

And more than that, a contract must be made with the mica-mine people,
so that the business should not be diverted from Harry's company into any
outside channels.

All these things occupied Harry's mind, and it is no wonder that he
hardly looked up when Selim stopped. The horse had been walking so
slowly that stopping did not seem to make much difference.

But when he heard a voice call out, "Oh, Mah'sr Harry! I'se mighty glad
to see yer!" he looked up quickly enough.

And there was old Uncle Braddock, on horseback!

Harry could scarcely believe his eyes.

And what was more astonishing, the old negro had no less than four other
horses with him that he was leading, or rather trying to lead, out of a
road through the old-field pines that here joined the main road.

"Why, what's the meaning of this?" cried Harry. "Where did you get those
horses, Uncle Braddock?"

And then, without waiting for an answer, Harry burst out laughing. Such
a ridiculous sight was enough to make anybody laugh.

Uncle Braddock sat on the foremost horse, his legs drawn up as if he
were sitting on a chair, and a low one at that, for he had been