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Mebby the souls of them who had passed over from the New Land, mebby them disembodied faithful shades wuz a-tryin' to save their free sunny huntin' grounds from the hands of the invader, and their race from the fate that threatened 'em mebby they hurled onseen tommyhawks, and shrieked down at 'em, tryin' to turn 'em back Mebby they did, and then agin mebby they didn't.
And her husband won't have to put a tin mask on her face to keep from bein' jealous, and she won't need to fear his gettin' in temptation, 'cause she won't let him come to the city alone long enough to git real busy huntin' it up. Sarah's jest the wife for a parsonage.
The old man's face wrinkled into a smile, the first she had seen upon it. Really! He was not a bad looking man, after all. "You fond of posies, sissy?" he asked. "Indeed I am!" she cried. "There's a-plenty in the swamp," he told her. "And no end of ferns and sich. You come see us and my old woman'll show ye. She's a master hand at huntin' up all kind o' weeds I tell her."
"Chickens a-crowin' on Sour-wood Mountain, Heh-o-dee-um-dee-eedy-dahdy-dee! Git yo' dawgs an' we'll go huntin', Heh-o-dee-um-dee-eedy-dahdy-dee!" An' when Jeb comes to "I've got a gal at the head o' the holler, Heh-o-dee-um-dee-eedy-dahdy-dee!" he jes turns one eye 'round on Polly Ann, an' then swings his chin aroun' as though he didn't give a cuss fer nothin'.
And that's what brings me here to-day. Whethers he's crazy or well, whethers he's huntin' you or lookin' up that other man, you must get away from here. You mustn't see him. You and me, Tommy, will go away on a cruise. In three or four years he'll be dead or missing, and then we'll come back. Come." And he rose to his feet.
"Yep, guess some men has sure got ’em a bellyful of lead doin’ that." To Drew’s surprise the other was now grinning. "You huntin’ someone?" "No, just lookin’ around." Drew longed to ask some things himself, but hesitated. Frontier etiquette was different from Kentucky custom; it was safer to be quiet when not sure. "Wal, thar’s aplenty to see tonight, right enough.
And years and years I've hunted for her, but couldn't find her. Cause I couldn't stick, I guess. Somethin' always kep' callin' me back into the hills, and I'd forgot. Just me and the little fellas, we understand. And we're driftin' about ag'in huntin' for Baby Jean. "I had a funny dream. I dreamed I'd found her a young woman grown.
I should be a powerful sight more kam if I knowed that when I was away huntin' stock or fightin' stakes with them Harrisons, that she was a settin' there with them and the birds and the bees, and listenin' to them and to you.
"Huntin' for work, eh?" the last man he had accosted asked. "Well, Jake Jukes wants a man in the worst way. Heard him say so last night. He lives about half a mile further on. Ye can't mistake the place, for it's just across the road from the rectory." "How will I know the rectory when I come to it?" Douglas enquired. "Oh, ye can't mistake it very well.
Not so's you could notice it. I ain't huntin' that sort o' trouble." "Oh, well, if you think you'd er better not, I'll go alone." "What, yer goin', are ye?" "Of course! You see, Spike is my friend; consequently his trouble is my trouble. Good night, Spider, and whatever else you do, be sure to er take good care of yourself!"
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