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Didn't you see them?" "Fo' de Lawd's sake, missy, co'se Ah did, but yo' all kindeh susprise me. Dey's p'etty bad skun up, missy; de hide's peeled up consid'ble. But hit ain' dang'ous, no, ma'am. Jes' skun, 'at's all." "And his arm where I shot him?" "Puffec'ly triflin', ma'am, yo' highness. Cobwebs 'd stop de bleedin' an' Ah tole 'em so, but 'at felleh couldn' un'stan' me.
"See that second man on the left?" whispered Captain Shotwell to an old army friend from Charleston; "that handsome felleh with the wavy auburn hair, soft mustache, and big, sawt o' pawnderin' eyes?" "What! that the Governor? He can't be over thirty or thirty-one!" "Governor, no! he wouldn't take the governorship; that's Jeff-Jack Ravenel, editor of the Courier, a-ablest man in Dixie.
Leggett, with great fondness of tone. "You ve'y escusable," coyly replied the damsel. "Mr. Leggett, in what similitude does you means you plays de fife?" "Why in the s'militude o' legislation, you know. But Law'! Johnnie wouldn't neveh had the sense to 'range it that-a way if it hadn't been faw my dea' ole-time frien' an' felleh sodjer, Gyarnit." "Is dat so? Well, well! Maajo' Gyarnit!
"You're a better one than me, I reckon; I kin turn back frequently, as it were. I've done it 'many a time and oft, as the felleh says." Mary looked up with feminine surprise. He made a pretence of silent laughter, that showed a hundred crows' feet in his twinkling eyes. "Oh, don't you fret; I'm not goin' to run the wrong way with you in charge. Didn't you hear me promise Mr. Thornton?
"'My day's work's done, sezee; 'I done hoed my row." A responsive neigh came out of the darkness ahead. "That's the trick!" said the man. "Thanks, as the felleh says." He looked to Mary for her appreciation of his humor. "I suppose that means a good deal; does it?" asked she, with a smile. "Jess so! It means, first of all, fresh hosses.
And I can't take you straight south on the dirt roads, because I don't know the country down that way. But this way I know it like your hand knows the way to your mouth, as the felleh says. Learned it most all sence the war broke out, too. And so the whole thing is we got to jess keep straight across the country here till we strike the Mississippi Central." "What time will that be?" "Time!
He acts real foolish about what he calls justice to the ignerent an' weak, an' when hes bawss perposes to let him shaih in thu profits an' holp do thu ole woman outen her rights, he jes' up an' bends hes gun oveh thu dawg's haid he's been on thu puny list eveh since! Then he, thu white felleh, goes out, pulls up thu jumpah's stakes an' re-locates thu mine in thu ole woman's name."
Lincoln says, and I do my best. Angels can do no more, as the felleh says." He drew rein. "Whoa!" Mary saw a small log cabin, and a fire-light shining under the bottom of the door. "The woods seem to be on fire just over there in three or four places, are they not?" she asked, as she passed the sleeping Alice down to the man, who had got out of the buggy.
"Don't you?" she asked. He grinned. "D'you want a felleh to wish he was a bad shot?" "Yes," said Mary, smiling. "Well, seein' as you're along, I do. For they wouldn't give us up so easy if I'd a hit one. Oh, mine was only sort o' complimentary shots, much as to say, 'Same to you, gents, as the felleh says." Mary gave him a pleasant glance by way of courtesy, but was busy calming the child.
"Well, I never got his name, nor his habitation, as the felleh says; but he was so conscientious that when a highwayman attackted him onct, he wouldn't holla murder nor he wouldn't holla thief, 'cause he wasn't certain whether the highwayman wanted to kill him or rob him. He was something like George Washington, who couldn't tell a lie. Did you ever hear that story about George Washington?"
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