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The negro obeyed him promptly, and apparently with but little trouble; ascending higher and higher, until no glimpse of his squat figure could be obtained through the dense foliage which enveloped it. Presently his voice was heard in a sort of halloo. "How much fudder is got for go?" "How high up are you?" asked Legrand. "Ebber so fur," replied the negro; "can see de sky fru de top ob de tree."
Dat's all I knows des wunner dese yer mans w'at you see trollopin 'roun' eve'y day. Nobody ain't never year w'at his name is, en ef dey did dey kep' de news mighty close fum me. Ef dish yer man is bleedzd fer ter have a name, den I'm done, kaze you'll hatter go fudder dan me.
She looked into the faces of these eager, slender Southern boys and they were her "children." The meaning of war was real to her only when it meant danger to those she loved. She ran quickly up to Ned, her eyes dancing with excitement: "For de Lawd's sake, honey, don't you boys go up dat road no fudder!" "Why, Mammy?" he asked with a smile.
That young Indian had approached with the noiseless tread of his people, and was now anxious to hold a private communication with him. "Pottawattamie got long ear come fudder " said Pigeonswing; "go cook-house t'ink we want breakfast." Ben did as desired; and the two were soon side by side at the spring, in the outlet of which they made their ablutions the redskin being totally without paint.
He got back little fudder, en spit on his han's, en lit out en made de jump, en he come so nigh gittin' in dat de een' er his tail kotch afier. Ain't you never see no fox, honey?" inquired Uncle Remus, in a tone that implied both conciliation and information. The little boy thought probably he had, but he wouldn't commit himself.
"And to git down 'em i' the mornin's oh, the Lord alone knows how I ha' got down 'em i' th' mornin's. Thankful I'd be to know I'd never ha' to come down 'em agin." "You never will," said Mrs Brome. "I don't want to trouble you, no fudder.
"Is that Solomon?" she says, pretendin' to be a-feard. "Noo, tain't," that says, an' that come fudder inter the room. "Well, is that Zebedee?" says she agin. "Noo, tain't," says the impet. An' then that laughed an' twirled that's tail till yew cou'n't hardly see it. "Take time, woman," that says; "next guess, an' you're mine." An' that stretched out that's black hands at her.
Den Miss Cow sorter back off little, en run agin de tree blip! No 'simmons never drap. Den Miss Cow back off little fudder, she did, en hi'st her tail on 'er back, en come agin de tree, kerblam! en she come so fas', en she come so hard, twel one 'er her horns went spang thoo de tree, en dar she wuz. She can't go forerds, en she can't go backerds.
Uncle Remus eyed Charley curiously a moment, while the latter looked quietly at his timber toe. Finally, the old man sighed and spoke: "How long is you bin in de chu'ch, son?" "Mighty near a week," replied Charley. "Well, lemme tell you dis, now, 'fo' you go enny fudder. You ain't bin in dar long nuff fer ter go 'roun' takin' up conterbutions.
The negro obeyed him promptly, and apparently with but little trouble, ascending higher and higher, until no glimpse of his squat figure could be obtained through the dense foliage which enveloped it. Presently his voice was heard in a sort of halloo. "How much fudder is got for go?" "How high up are you?" asked Legrand. "Ebber so fur," replied the negro; "can see de sky fru de top ob de tree."
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