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"Likely yo' didn't sleep well," Prebol suggested. "A man cayn't sleep days if he ain't used to hit." "Sleep days?" Rasba looked wildly about him. "Sho! When did I git to sleep, why, I ain't slept I Lawse!" Prebol laughed aloud. "Yo' see, Parson, yo' all cayn't set up all night with a pretty gal an' not sleep hit off. Yo' shore'll git tired, sportin' aroun'." "Sho!"
"Jock Drones. Don't yo' know me?" "Jock Drones?" Rasba cried, staring. "Why, Sho! Hit is! Lawse an' I found yo' right yeah thisaway!" "Yassuh," Jock turned away under that bright gaze, "but I'm goin' back, Parson! I'm goin' back to stand trial, suh!
"Something may have changed," Buck suggested. "No, suh, I've heard. Hit were my bullet I've heard. Hit's a trial, an' hit's hit's hanging!" "Sh-h! Not so loud!" Buck warned. "If it's lawyer money you need?" "I got 'leven hundred, an' a trial lawyer'll cost only a thousand, Buck! Yo's a friend Lawse! I'd shore like to talk to him. He's no detector, Parson Rasba yain't.
"And women, sometimes, don't do men any good," Rasba mused, aloud, "I've wondered right smart about hit. You see, a parson circuit rides around, an' he sees a sight more'n he tells. Lawse, he shore do!" The two women glared at him, but he was studying his huge hands, first the backs and then the calloused palms. He was really wondering, so the two women glanced at each other, laughing.
I was afraid the river was so big that night. I was so far away. I should have given you fair warning. I'm sorry, too, Jest." "Lawse!" Prebol choked. "Say hit thataway ag'in " "I'm sorry, too, Jest!" "I cayn't thank yo' all enough," the man-whispered. "I've got friends along down the riveh. I'll send word along to them, they'll shore treat yo' nice. Treat friends of yourn nice, too. Huh!
Rasba read the letter for the words at first. Then he went back after the meaning, and the meaning struck him like a blow in the heart. "Me pray fo' any man again," he gasped. "Lawse! Lawse!" He didn't feel fit to pray for himself, let alone for any other sinner, but there came to his memory a picture of Mrs.
It was daylight, and the flood of the sunrise was at hand. "Parson," she said, "do you like these things these books?" "Missy," he whispered, "I could near repeat, word for word, all those things you've said and read to me to-night." "There are lots more," she laughed. "I want to do something for your mission boat, will you let me?" "Lawse! Yo've he'ped me now more'n yo' know!"
Rasba snapped, and then a smile broke across his countenance. He cried out with laughter, and admitted: "Hit's seo, Prebol! I neveh set up with a gal befo' I come down the riveh. Lawse! I plumb forgot." "I don't wonder," Prebol replied, gravely. "She'd make any man forget. She sung me to sleep, an' I slept like I neveh slept befo'."
De shacks of all de slaves was set at de edge of a wood, an' Lawse, honey, us chillun used to had to go out 'n gatha' all de twigs 'n brush 'n sweep it jes' lak a floor. Den de Massa used to go to de court house in Paris 'n buy sheep an' hogs. Den we use to help drive dem home. In de evenin' our Mammy took de old cloes of Mistress Mary 'n made cloes fo' us to wear.
"I neveh 'lowed I'd be called to preach ag'in. Lawse! Lawse! What'll I say?" Carline ascended into the world again. It was a painful ascent, and when he looked around him, he recognized the interior of his motorboat cabin, heard and felt the throbbing of his motor, and discovered aches and pains that made his extremities tingle.
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