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Then says that other voice, floatin' so strong and cl'ar, and if he gin up all and hollered, what should he have? what now? "So George Olver, he sings deep o' the trial and the sorrowin'. But that other voice never shook, a askin', and what if he helt to Him to the end, what then should it be, what then? George Olver answers: 'Forever-more, the sorrowin' ended Death gone over.
"One way an' another, Tutt an' Boggs makes it cl'ar as paint to the Signal party that thar's only two chances left in the box; either he downs Texas or Texas gets him. The Signal party says it's what he calls a 'dread alternatif. "'Which when I thinks of the gore this yere murderous Thompson already dabbles in, says Boggs to the Signal party, 'I endorses them expressions.
"If I don't fetch her the beautifullest hoss that war ever seed in the woods," said Ralph, "thar's no reason, except because the Injuns ar'n't had good luck this year in grabbing! And I'll fetch him round up the holler, jist as you say too, and round about till I strike the snuggery, jist the same way; for thar's the way you show judgematical, and I'm cl'ar of your way of thinking.
"A flash ob lightenin' what cl'ar par'lyzed me an' helt ma feet fast to de floo'! Den, befo' I could get 'em loosen' dat hant jist lif' his hoof yas ma'am, dat was a hoof, not no man's foot an' I 'clar cross ma heart he done hist me froo dat do' an' cl'ar down dem stairs. He want no man. He de debbil hissef. No siree, yo' ain' gettin' me back up dem stairs twell some white folks gwine fust.
I seed him put it under one seed him jest as cl'ar as I see you, an' I would have bet him five dollars, but " "But what?" "Didn't have the money. Allus my luck. Ever' time I've come across a chance fur a good speckerlation I ain't got no money. But I must be goin' I don't know, howsomedever, fur wife must have fed the stock by this time. Lemme see. I reckon I better go."
"Will this sun of freedom, now peepin' troo de black cloud, come cl'ar out, an' make a bright day?" said another. I found many of these people in trouble, because they saw plainly the old slave spirit reviving, and they were trembling with fear; but others had stronger faith. There was one poor woman, whose husband and four children were sold to a trader, to be taken down the river in a gang.
"Yes," he said, "you'll have to go in there; you're needed." The woman looked at him in startled questioning. "Mars De Willerby," she said, "does dat ar mean she's cl'ar gone?" "Yes," answered Tom. "She's gone, Mornin." With the emotional readiness of her race, the comfortable creature burst into weeping, clasping the child to her broad bosom.
"I hates him as I hates but one man in th' world!" he said, with bitter emphasis. "Who's that?" said Holton, thoughtlessly, although, an instant afterward, he was sorry that he had pursued the subject. "Lem Lindsay," Lorey answered; "him as killed my father. Frank Layson's come between me an' Madge Brierly, an' he's got to cl'ar my tracks!"
"Oh, only playin', was yer?" said Lee; "that alters the case 'tirely don't it, Pete?" The boy appealed to nodded his assent, and Lee continued, "We thought yer was in blood arnest. If yer had been, we wouldn't a left a grease-spot of yer would we, Pete?" "Mighty cl'ar of us," answered Pete.
"Thar's my friend, Mace Bowman. Mace is clean strain cl'ar through, an' yet I don't reckon he ever gets to a show-down with whiskey once which he ain't outheld. But for grim nerve as'll never shiver, this yere Bowman is at par every time. "Bowman dies a prey to his ambition. He starts in once to drink all the whiskey in Wolfville.
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