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Dat showed what a debblish cute plan dat uv ole Mahs'r's was, though. "Lemme see, dat er wuz de fus er secon' year atter I wuz a plow-boy. Hit wuz right in de height ob de season, an' Marse War' dat was de oberseer he sent me to der Cou't House ob an ebenin' to do some sort ob arrant for him.
Jest fetched it along to remind you of the past." "Oh, my ricolliction is good, Peters. But I don't ricolleck how you come by that old pistol. None of yo' folks ever tuck it away from any of mine. I reckon some of yo' folks stold it outen the cou't house." "That's all right, Starbuck. No matter how it come, it is here.
He said he'd work 'em fer wages, an' nearly everyone of 'em stayed fer wages. I stayed wid Miss Mary 'bout ten years. Den I mar'ied. No, Jake an' me rid horse back an' went to Magnolia an' got mar'ied. I doan know who mar'ied us somebody in de cou't house. "Me an' Jake went to Summit ter live'. We had to work mighty hard.
"Old woman read you any of Jeff's letters?" Whit-well asked, when his chance for private conference with Westover came. "What was the rights of that scrape he got into?" Westover explained as favorably to Jeff as he could; the worst of the affair was the bad company he was in. Well, where there's smoke there's some fire. Cou't discharged him and college suspended him. That's about where it is?
"A man come to Richmond an' carried me an' pappy an' a lot of other niggers ter Loos'anna ter work in de sugar cane. I was little but he said I could be a water boy. It sho' was a rough place. Dem niggers quar'l an' fight an' kills one 'nother. Big Boss, he rich, an' doan 'low no sheriff ter come on his place. He hol' cou't an' settle all 'sputes hisself.
Virginia waited breathless for her uncle's reply to this cool defiance. Quite contrary to all precedent, it was mildly expostulatory. "It grieves me, seh, to find you so determined to cou't failure," he began; and when the whistle of the upcoming Carbonate train gave him leave to go on: "Constable, you will find transpo'tation for yourself and one in the hands of the station agent.
Boys been a drinkin'. Jim, he's dead. Andy's not hurt much. They hev taken him to the Cou't House. "That was all. The child-woman's expression scarcely changed. The man sat his horse quietly, then with the words, 'Yo pa'll be down some time this mawnin' afte' ye, he turned and rode up the creek.
"What's all this I'm hearing now for the ve'y first time about these heah low-down, schemin' scoundrels that want to mix thei-uh white-niggeh blood with ouhs?" he roared at Ardea, quite beside himself with passion. "Wasn't it enough that they should use my name and rob my good friend Caleb? No, by heavens! That snivelin' young houn'-dog must pay his cou't to you while he was keepin' his "
"Old woman read you any of Jeff's letters?" Whit-well asked, when his chance for private conference with Westover came. "What was the rights of that scrape he got into?" Westover explained as favorably to Jeff as he could; the worst of the affair was the bad company he was in. "Well, where there's smoke there's some fire. Cou't discharged him and college suspended him. That's about where it is?
An' what did they try to do with me? Hauled me up befo' cou't, an' thar I went with little Laz in my arms, an' they tried me fur 'sault, I think them fetch-taked lawyers called it.
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