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Bowe, seating herself on a bench and taking Jerry on her lap, addressing Danny as the oldest, "tell me all you can about Gary." "Father found him one night along a country road, cryin' in a fence corner, and brought him home," said Danny, "an' he's lived with us ever since. That's all." "How long ago was that?" she questioned. "It was when I was five an' a half," replied Danny.
Just because I walked through it ringin' a bell an' cryin', like any respectable constable would have done if I'd been one, and this 'most makes me feel I am, just cryin': 'Child lost! Boy lost! Girl lost! and a couple the neighborin' men j'inin' in the search, with our lanterns lit, sence we didn't know what sort of a hole or ditch you might fell into "
"I ca'n' jestly tell y' what it was, Doctor," the old woman answered, as if bewildered and trying to clear up her recollections; "but it was somethin' fearful, with a great noise 'n' a great cryin' o' people, like the Las' Day, Doctor! The Lord have mercy on my poor chil', 'n' take care of her, if anything happens! But I's feared she'll never live to see the Las' Day, 'f 't don' come pooty quick."
Boys don't cry without knowing why?" "Well, miss, I ain't sure what I'm crying for." "Speak out, man! Don't be foolish." "Master give me a terrible cut, miss!" "Did you deserve it?" "Don' know, miss." "You don't seem to know anything this morning!" "No, miss!" "What did your master give you the cut for?" "'Cause I was cryin'." Here he burst into a restrained howl. "What were you crying for?"
Dar, dar, now ye'r' cryin'! cry away, and ease yer poor little heart! He died for Mass'r Jim, loved him and died for him, jes' give up his sweet, precious body and soul for him on de cross! Laws, jes' leave him in Jesus' hands! Why, honey, dar's de very print o' de nails in his hands now!"
"Hello!" shouted a voice from the bushes, and Devil Judd Tolliver issued from them with an axe on his shoulder. "I heerd you'd come back an' I'm glad to see ye." He came down to the road and shook Hale's hand heartily. "Whut you been cryin' about?" he added, turning his hawk-like eyes on the little girl. "Nothin'," she said sullenly.
'Now, 'member I brought you up. You won't take your children away from me, will you, Mill? 'Mistess, I shall take what childern I've got lef. 'If they fine that trunk o' money or silver plate you'll say it's your'n, won't you? 'Mistess, I can't lie over that; you bo't that silver plate when you sole my three children. 'Now, Jule, you'll say it's yourn, won't you? 'I can't lie over that either. An' she was cryin' an' wringin' her han's, an' weavin' to an' fro as she set thar.
And POPULAR! Why, when she hinted that she might leave in May, her scholars more 'n ha'f of 'em, bust out cryin'. Now you hear me, I " "It seems to me," put in Thaddeus Simpson, who ran the barber shop and was something of a politician, "it seems to me, fellers, that we'd better wait and hear what Mr. Atkins has to say in this matter. I guess that's what the committee 'll do, anyhow.
It give a great screech, and a wallop in the face of me, and jumped into the loch, and by milkin'-time next morning a Thursday it was ma sister Maggie came into the door cryin', 'Och and och, ma poor man, and him so kind and so young, and fell on the floor as stiff as a board."
"Last night I dreamed and dreamed. She was laughing and happy and wasn't cryin' any more." "Oh! Maybe she knows ol' Cousin Dink is gone off an' lef' us. I reckon that would make her smile," suggested Peter. "I wisht I could dream 'bout her an' Daddy. One time I did dream 'bout him before we come here to live but I thought that time he was a p'liceman an' was gonter git us."
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