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A rude trail rapidly mounting; a little stream tinkling by on the one hand, big enough perhaps after the rains, but already yielding up its life; overhead and on all sides, a bower of green and tangled thicket, still fragrant and still flower-bespangled by the early season, where thimble-berry played the part of our English hawthorn, and the buck-eyes were putting forth their twisted horns of blossom; through all this, we struggled toughly upwards, canted to and fro by the roughness of the trail, and continually switched across the face by sprays of leaf or blossom.
A rude trail rapidly mounting; a little stream tinkling by on the one hand, big enough perhaps after the rains, but already yielding up its life; overhead and on all sides a bower of green and tangled thicket, still fragrant and still flower-bespangled by the early season, where thimble-berry played the part of our English hawthorn, and the buck-eyes were putting forth their twisted horns of blossom: through all this, we struggled toughly upwards, canted to and fro by the roughness of the trail, and continually switched across the face by sprays of leaf or blossom.
"But he is not fit to travel," said Mrs. Hale. "And the trail it may not be passable." "It was passable the day before yesterday," said Kate drearily, "for I discovered it, and went as far as the buck-eyes." "Then it was you who told them about it," said Mrs. Hale reproachfully. "No," said Kate indignantly. "Of course I didn't."
The old farmers said the lads were "wide awake," and the "buck-eyes" declared that there was no being up to the plaguy Irishmen "no how," for they were always sure to have every thing their own way. But the mischief of it was, the young Americans took the hint, and the poor "buck-eyes" got nothing like fair play for the remainder of that evening.
"I reckon you are right," he replied, but he did not whisper, and out in the road there was a quick scuffling of feet and then a halt. I threw one arm about Alf and pressed one hand over his mouth. "What was that, Scott?" "I didn't hear nothin'." "Thought I heared somebody a-talkin'." "Yes, you thought like Young's niggers thought buck-eyes was biscuits. Come on, boys.
The corn was heaped up into a sort of hillock close by the granary, on which the young "Ohiohians" and "buck-eyes" the lasses of Ohio are called "buck-eyes" seated themselves in pairs; while the old wives, and old farmers were posted around, doing little, but talking much.
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