"I know you like
it."
"Oh, Aunt Martha, that's worth an extra hug." He gave it to her. "Your
pie can't be beat!"
"And I've got some fried chicken. Dick likes that."
"And I like it, too," said Sam.
"Yes, I know it, Sam. But I made some spice cakes too--"
"Oh, aunt, just my weakness!" cried the youngest Rover. "There's
another kiss for you, and another! You're the best aunt a boy ever
had!"
They were soon washed up and sitting down to the table. Scarcely had
they seated themselves than Alexander Pop came in, acting as waiter,
something he always did when the boys came home. Alexander, usually
called Aleck for short, was a good-natured colored man who had once
been employed at Putnam Hall. He had gone to Africa with the Rover
boys, as already related in "The Rover Boys in the Jungle," and had
been with them on numerous other trips. He was now employed steadily in
the Rover household.
"Howde do, gen'men?" he said, with a broad grin on his coal-black face.
"Aleck!" all three cried together; "how are you?"
"Fust-rate, thank yo'.
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