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"Yes, I reckon I help 'em some. There's gen'ally suthin' to do, if you're where folks be; but I have to get away from 'em. Can't breathe if I don't. And there ain't any place to go to. I was feelin' a good deal cooped up to-night, and then I thought o' your place here." He moved his hand toward the dark recesses. "It's kind o' clean and high."
"He mustn't lie there, that way, with them filthy old shoes on. He acts as if he was at the p'int o' death, though folks a-dyin' don't gen'ally caterwaul like that. I bet I know what ails him! It's them pies an' things he stole! If 'tis, I'm glad of it, serves him right!" she finished, triumphantly, and in her satisfaction went so far as to approach the bed and shake the man's shoulder.
He showed symptoms at times, but a touch of the whip on the shoulder alwus fetched him. I alwus carried them straps, though, till the last two or three times." "Wa'al, what's the deakin kickin' about, then?" asked Aunt Polly. "You're jest sayin' you broke him of balkin'." "Wa'al," said David slowly, "some hosses will balk with some folks an' not with others. You can't most alwus gen'ally tell."
It runs 'em right through to the back an' kills 'em like a shot, and that's the way I cal'late the youth in Ashy dies, if my entomology is correct, as it gen'ally is." "Don't seem an easy death to me," argued Okra, "but I ain't no scholard. What college did thou attend to, Tim?"
"And now beast fetch the hurdle yonder!" said he. So the men brought the hurdle and my uncle, stripping off his fine surtout, made therewith a pillow for the beautiful, piteous head. "And now, where shall we take her?" he demanded. "There's an ale-'us down yonder, me lord, nice an' 'andy," answered the little man. "Us gen'ally takes 'em theer." "Ah, do you mean you find many such?"
"It was right after dinner when the old man rode up on Socks, the horse he gen'ally used. He seemed pretty excited for him. He got hold of Tex right away, an' the two of them went off to one side an' chinned consid'able. Then they changed the saddle onto this here paint horse, Socks bein' sorta tuckered out, an' rode off together.
There was a weary look in his face. Uncle William looked him over critically. "He don't more'n half like it, does he?" The other man coughed a little. Then he laughed out. Uncle William smiled genially. "I've seen his kind a good many times. Looks as if they was goin' to cry when you was feedin' 'em sugar. They gen'ally like it real well, too." He consulted his program.
Uncle William, leaning forward, a hand on either knee, beamed on him benignantly. Andy shifted a little in his chair. "You're going to get into trouble," he said warningly, "if you move that way." "Like enough, like enough. I gen'ally do. Is it my move?" "No," growled Andy. He returned to the board. The game was on in earnest.
"Good reason why," retorted Samantha. "You always know where to find him 'cause he gen'ally hain't moved sence you seen him last. Gittin' religion ain't goin' to help him much.
An' she don't know it yet! An' he layin' here, dressed up in all the little clo'es she sewed! She mus' be purty bad. I dunno, though; maybe that's gen'ally the way. They're keepin' mighty still in that room. Blessed ef I don't begin to feel 'is warmth in my ol' knee-bones! An' he's a-breathin' thess ez reg'lar ez that clock, on'y quicker. Lordy! An' she don't know it yet! An' he a boy!
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