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And his smile ended in a jovial laugh which rather startled Jake, who was not expecting it, and caused him to shy promptly. She was not asleep when he entered her presence, which was so unusual a state of affairs that he found it a little alarming. "Hello!" he exclaimed, "there's nothing wrong, I hope." "Wid dat chile?" chuckled Mornin, delightedly. "I sh'd think not, Mars' D'Willerby!

Nobody was sufficiently analytical of mind to realise in what measure big Tom D'Willerby had been the centre of the community, which was scattered over miles of mountain road and wood and clearing. But when he had disappeared many things seemed to melt away with him. In fact, a large, shrewd humanity was missing. "I'll be doggered," had been a remark of Mr.

Fust one army, 'n' then another layin' holt on his stock as it come over the road from one place an' another, a-eatin' of it up 'n' a-wearin' his goods made up into shirts 'n' the like-'n' him left a'most cleaned out o' everythin'. Why, Tom D'Willerby " "'Scuse me, sah," interrupted Matt, "but did you say De Willoughby?" "I said D'Willerby," answered Mr. Stamps.

"I never seen nuthin' like 'em afore, Mars' D'Willerby," she said with many excitable giggles. "Dis yer chile's a-gwine to take the flo' shore as yo' bawn! Sich a settin' out as dat is! She'll git ter puttin' on airs afore she's a year ole. We'll hev ter give her a settin' down wunce 'n a while to keep her straight. Mis' Rutherford, she wus boun' to do it up in style, she wus!"

"Guv'ment gotter 'demnify ef things er managed right; en dat what make me think er Marse Thomas De Willoughby when dat little Stamps feller said somep'n dat soun' like his name. 'Now dar's D'Willerby, he ses, 'big Tom D'Willerby, en I jest jumped on him. 'Did you say De Willoughby, sah? I ses, an' from dat I foun' out de rest."

Tom took one hand out of his pocket and ruffled his hair with it, and then put it back again. "Your young mistresses now," he suggested, "I suppose they are about such things as their mothers made for them." "Lordy, dey's a heap finer, Mars' D'Willerby a heap finer! Dey wus rich folks' chillun, but dey never hed sich a settin' out as dis yere not one on 'em."

D'Willerby said he reckoned I could hev moved right in ef I wanted to, but, Lawsy! I wouldn't have done it fer nothin'." But that which roused the greatest excitement in the community was Tom De Willoughby's course. At first Mrs. Doty's story of Big Tom's adoption of the child was scarcely accepted as being a possibility. The first man who heard it received it with a grin of disbelief.

"Tom's done well by her. Ef they get their claim through they'll be powerful rich. Young D'Willerby he's mightily in love with her an' he wouldn't want no talk." "There is the house I live in at present," said Latimer, pointing with his umbrella. "We shall be there directly." "Ministers don't want no talk neither," proceeded Stamps.

Mornin's got to stand 'hind her cheer an' wait on her hersel'; an' sence she was big 'nuff to set dar, she's had a silver fork an' spoon an' napkin-ring same's de President himself. Ah; he's a-raisin' her keerful, is Mars D'Willerby." "Waal," said Mrs. Doty, "ef 'twarn't Tom D'Willerby, I shed say it was a puttin' on airs; but thar ain't no airs 'bout Tom D'Willerby." From the first Mr.

In a few days, however, it was well known for at least fifteen miles around the Cross-roads that Tom D'Willerby was going to build a new house, and that it was going to be fitted up with great splendour with furniture purchased at Brownsboro. "Store carpetin' on every floor an' paper on every wall," said Dave Hollister to Molly when he went home after hearing the news.