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The Overseer By Albert E. Cowdrey A historian by trade, Albert Cowdrey often writes stories with some historical perspective to them—readers might, for instance, recall his story “The Revivalist” from our March 2006 issue. His new story is a dark tale of life in the Deep South during the Nineteenth Century. Life was anything but easy in those days.... * * * * Though appropriately rundown, Nicholas Lerner’s big house on Exposition Boulevard in uptown New Orleans was not haunted. The same could not be said of its owner. That spring morning in 1903 the old man was getting ready for the day. Or rather, Morse was making him ready. “So, Mr. Nick,” murmured the valet, applying shaving soap to his employer’s face with an ivory-handled brush, “are you writing a book?” Damn him, thought Lerner. He knows I detest conversation with a razor at my throat. “My memoirs,” he muttered. “A few jottings only. Waiting to die is such a bore, I write to pass the time.” Was that the real reason he’d become a late-blooming scribbler—mere boredom? Most of his life had been devoted to hiding the truth, not revealing it. And yet now.... “I think you must be writing secrets,” smiled Morse, piloting the blade beneath his left ear. “The way you lock your papers in the safe at night.” “I lock them up,” Lerner snapped
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