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"Dat's good sign." The speaker slipped his arms into his pack- harness and adjusted the tumpline to his forehead preparatory to rising. "You goin' mak' good 'sourdough' lak me. You goin' love de woods and de hills wen you know 'em. I can tell. Wal, I see you bimeby at Wite 'Orse." "White Horse? Is that where you're going?" "Yes. I'm batteau man; I'm goin' be pilot."

"Take a peep out of the window and see if any one is stirring over at Mrs. Gwyn's." "'Pears lak Ah c'n see a lady out in de front yard, suh," said Zachariah, at the window. "You don't say so! Is it Mrs. Gwyn?" cried Kenneth, hastily gulping his coffee as he pushed his chair back from the table. "Hit ain' light enough fo' to see " "Run out and saddle Brandy Boy at once, and be quick about it."

While us was dere I 'member de Klu Kluxers an' all de carryin' on. Dey would dress up in white sheets an' come 'roun' an' scare all de Niggers. Dey'd whip de bad ones. Some of 'em would git cow horns an' put on dey heads. One time dey chased a Nigger plumb under de house jus' a-playin' wid 'im. Dey was a-bellowin' jus' lak bulls. "I can't read an' write.

My haid gwine roun' lak dat ar brass rewster on de barn, wen' de win' blow norf en souf ter oncet." "No mattah 'bout yo' haid, Aun' Suke. Dat ain' no 'count. Hit's yo' han's dat de gin'ral want busy." "No mattah 'bout my haid, eh? Tek dat on yo'n den," and she cracked Chunk's skull sharply. "Dat's right, Aun' Suke, keep de flies away," remarked Chunk quietly.

"I'll look aftuh 'im, Mars Henry, lak he wuz a lump er pyo' gol'. Me an' him will git along fine, won't we, little Mars Phil?" "Yes, indeed," replied the child. "I like you, Uncle Peter, and I'll be glad to go with you." Phil and the old man proved excellent friends, and the colonel, satisfied that the boy would be well cared for, gave his attention to the business of the hour.

But I got a wife an' nine kids back there in the mountains, an' I'm a-goin' to deputize you." The half-breed shot him a look of sudden alarm: "Non! Non! Better I lak' I ponch de cattle. You ke'p de nine wife an' de kid!" "You hain't got no more sense than a reservation Injun!" growled the deputy. "What I mean is, you got to help me make this here arrest!"

Jeff, going out to the kitchen for the last course, said to Aunt Dilsey: "Ole boss-man seem lak he's got somethin' on his mind worryin' him this mawnin'." When Jeff returned, with a turn of crisp waffles in one hand and a pitcher of cane sirup in the other, he stared in surprise, for the dining room was empty and he could hear his employer creaking down the hall.

A person, now, would take you for ninety, and to my positive knowledge, you're not more than eighty-five." "Oh, Lawd. Mastah, do heish." "I'm not flattering you, that's the truth." "Well, now, Mawse Gawge, couldn' you mek me' look lak eighty-fo', an' be a little youngah?" "Why, what do you want to be younger for?" "You see, hit's jes' lak dis, Mawse Gawge.

"I reckon if I don't know no short-cut, nobody else does," Lee remarked, whereupon Doret spoke up reassuringly: "Dere's no use gettin' scare' lak' dat, biccause nobody knows w'ere Lee's creek she's locate' but John an' me, an' dere's nobody w'at knows he mak' de strike but us four."

Only the fat tar could speak English, and he translated what was said into French for his companion's benefit. It was with very bad grace that Josiah Crabtree told the sailor who commanded the Wellington that Tom would now direct the movements of the vessel. "We have er decided to change our plans," said the former school- teacher. "What you lak to do den, hey?" demanded the fat sailor.