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Polly shook her head regretfully. "How come you in the river?" asked Cavendish. "I reckon I was throwed in. It was a man named Murrell and another man named Slosson. They tried fo' to murder me they wanted to get my nevvy I 'low they done it!" and Yancy groaned again. "You'll get him back," said Polly soothingly. "Could you-all put me asho'?" inquired Yancy, with sudden eagerness.
We have friends there," explained Yancy. "That settles it!" cried Cavendish. "It won't be Kentucky, and it won't be Illinoy; I'll put you asho' at Memphis; mebby you'll find yo' nevvy there after all." "That's the best. You lay still and get yo' strength back as fast as you can, and try not to worry do now." Polly's voice was soft and wheedling.
The 'last bells' would begin to clang, all down the line, and then the powwow seemed to double; in a moment or two the final warning came, a simultaneous din of Chinese gongs, with the cry, 'All dat ain't goin', please to git asho'! and behold, the powwow quadrupled! People came swarming ashore, overturning excited stragglers that were trying to swarm aboard.
It clouded up en 'uz pooty dark for a little while. So I clumb up en laid down on de planks. De men 'uz all 'way yonder in de middle, whah de lantern wuz. De river wuz a-risin', en dey wuz a good current; so I reck'n'd 'at by fo' in de mawnin' I'd be twenty-five mile down de river, en den I'd slip in jis b'fo' daylight en swim asho', en take to de woods on de Illinois side.
The 'last bells' would begin to clang, all down the line, and then the powwow seemed to double; in a moment or two the final warning came, a simultaneous din of Chinese gongs, with the cry, 'All dat ain't goin', please to git asho'! and behold, the powwow quadrupled! People came swarming ashore, overturning excited stragglers that were trying to swarm aboard.
S'pose I want ter lose my boat an' my life? I'se jis' busted, an' I kin neber go out on de harbor agin widout fearin' I see young Marse Houghton's spook. I'se wus off dan you is, but I'se he'p you wen we gits asho', if you ain't 'tankerous." "Certainly you must help us," said Mrs. Hunter, decidedly. "You must get men and a carriage.
"Four-piecee dlown," reiterated Charlie calmly. "One, thlee, five, nine, come asho'. Him other no come." "Where are the ones that came ashore?" asked Wilbur. Charlie waved a hand back into the night. "Him make um camp topside ole house." "That old whaling-camp," prompted Moran. Then to Wilbur: "You remember about a hundred yards north the creek?"
It 'uz de GRAN' MOGUL I 'uz chambermaid on her for eight seasons in de Cincinnati en Orleans trade. I slid 'long pas' don't see nobody stirrin' nowhah hear 'em a-hammerin' away in de engine room, den I knowed what de matter was some o' de machinery's broke. I got asho' below de boat and turn' de canoe loose, den I goes 'long up, en dey 'uz jes one plank out, en I step' 'board de boat.
After losing a few lines, I copied literally into my note-book: "Ye see dem boat way dah ahead. Chorus. Oahoiohieu. De San Charles is arter 'em, dey mus' go behine. Oahoiohieu. So stir up dah, my livelies, stir her up. Oahoiohieu. Dey's burnin' not'n but fat and rosum. Oahoiohieu. Oh, we is gwine up de Red River, oh! Oahoiohieu. Oh, we mus' part from you dah asho'. Oahoiohieu.
It clouded up en 'uz pooty dark for a little while. So I clumb up en laid down on de planks. De men 'uz all 'way yonder in de middle, whah de lantern wuz. De river wuz a-risin', en dey wuz a good current; so I reck'n'd 'at by fo' in de mawnin' I'd be twenty-five mile down de river, en den I'd slip in jis b'fo' daylight en swim asho', en take to de woods on de Illinois side.
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