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Where's all your land, you old liar?" asked the young man, who seemed spokesman for the crowd. "It ain't wuth nothin'. I couldn't sell it to-day if I wanted to." "Gimme the land, then, an' we'll take the risk," was the cry. "J'rome and the doctor have shelled out; now it's your turn, or you'll hev the officers after ye." Jerome pushed his way through the crowd.
They were delighted with Baby, and Baby thought the kitten was the most wonderful thing he had ever seen. When it was time to feed them, Jack had his own dinner brought in, and ate with them. Gus and Gerd came down and joined him later. "We got the Lurkin kid and her father," Gus said, and then falsettoed: "'Naw, Pop gimme a beatin', and the cops told me to say it was the Fuzzies."
I've settled him an' his damn owl starin' and it's a good job I have. Gimme some more gin." And then, having taken the drink that I gave him, he rolled over a little so that he lay as I found him, with his face turned away from me and for a good long while he did not speak a word.
Old Lizzie was watching for them and when they came stamping into the dining-room, they found a pitcher of steaming cocoa and a plate of bread and butter with hot gingerbread awaiting them. "See if you can get her to eat, Kent," said Lizzie. "Sure, she'll eat," Kent answered her. "Gimme back my hanky, Lyd!" Lizzie gave a keen look at Lydia's tear-stained face and turned abruptly into the kitchen.
She could hardly wait to get her hat and coat off, but would come tearing into the studio, pulling off her wraps as she came, hair flying, cheeks glowing, looking very like Brer Rabbit, Molly declared, when he ran down the hill with the six tin plates fer the chillun to sop outen; and the six tin cups fer the chillun to drink outen; the coffee pot fer the fambly; and the hankcher fer hisself, hollerin': "Gimme room, gimme room". They gave her room, all right, especially if her medium happened to be water color, as Judy was a grand splasher and spared neither water nor paint.
She didn't appear to be listening, but she was, and he didn't appear, on his part, to be talking to her, and he kept his voice as hard and dry as he could. "An' I was tellin' Tukey t'day that it was a dum shame our crops hadn't, turned out better. An' when I saw ol' Hatfield go by, I hailed him an' asked him what he'd gimme for two o' m' shoats.
Whistling lustily, Jack Marvin came down the road, overtaking Hi as he stumbled along, a most disconsolate little figure. "Hello, Hi," said Jack. "Why, look here little feller," as he noticed tears in the bright black eyes. "'Most frozen, and didn't want ter come ter school, either? Say, gimme yer hand, mine are warm, an' you'n me'll be in school in no time. What's that? Ain't done yer sums?
"Hit's a young un, Romey," said the boy, excitedly. "He's goin' to wait thar tell the old uns come back. Gimme that gun!" Catching up the Winchester, he slipped over the ledge; and Rome leaned suddenly forward, looking down at the river. A group of horsemen had ridden around the bend, and were coming at a walk down the other shore. Every man carried something across his saddle-bow.
"Well, what's that to you?" retorted the miner defiantly. "It's mine, so gimme it back!" "Oh, I don't know," drawled Bunker hauling the purse from his pocket and looking over the bills, "I don't know whether I will or not. You came in here last night and told me you were broke, but right here is where I collect.
"Hit's des like I tell you, Brer Rastus, an' I hatter git Mars John fer to go inter my bon's fer me. Hit ain't no use fer ter sing out chu'ch ter me, Brer Rastus. I done bin an' got my dose. W'en I goes ter war, I wanter know w'at I'm a doin'. I don't wanter git hemmed up 'mong no wimmen and preachers. I wants elbow-room, an I'm bleedzd ter have it. Des gimme elbow-room."
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