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This bein' troo, an' as I'm 'lected for war anyhow, I'm goin' to caper out right yere, an' pull on the baile myse'f. This'll stop the chase, an' between us, pard, it's about the last chance in the box this pore female an' her offsprings has. An' I plays it for 'em, win or lose. "'Them's my motives; says Texas, tryin' to pull himse'f together.
Morton laughed cheerily. "Oh, he enjoyin' de 'leckshum. He 'uz on de picnic yas'day, to Smeltuh's ice-houses; an' 'count er Mist' Maxim's gittin' 'lected, dey gi'n him bottle er whiskey an' two dollahs. He up at de house now, entuhtainin' some ge'lemenfrien's wi'de bones, honey." "Um hum." The other lady sighed reflectively.
Three boys an' two gals is still livin'. I lives wid my daughter, Claud, what is farmin' a place 'bout five miles from Clarksdale. I has' bout fifteen head o' gran'chillun an' ever' las' one of 'em's farmers. "Things is all peaceful now, but de worl' was sho' stirred up when Abraham Lincoln was 'lected. I 'member well when dey killed 'im.
McGowan to the Captain's home. As he said good night, Hank Simpson came forward. "Mr. McGowan, the fellers want to know if you'll be one of our members in regular standing." Mr. McGowan expressed his delight, and declared he would like nothing better. "He's 'lected, fellers!" shouted Hank. A ringing cheer went up from the crowd.
'The man who is absorbed in money-getting is generally a quiet citizen. 'P'raps that's so. But I think a man sh'u'd hev a soul suthin' 'bove dollars. Them folks will take any sort o' sarce from the Yankees, ef they only buy thar truck. 'What do you suffer from the Yankees? 'Suffer from the Yankees? Don't they steal our niggers, and hain't they 'lected an ab'lishener for President?
"Why, 'fore this yere town was organised, when we hadn't got no Court of Arbitration to fix a boundary, or even to hang a thief, we had our 'main Push, just like we was 'Frisco." He lowered his voice, and leaned towards his Circle friend. "With Bonsor's help they 'lected Corey Judge o' the P'lice Court, and Bonsor ain't never let Corey forgit it."
"You always will, you bet," observed Nick with feeling. "You bet she will!" shouted the others. "But if I don't," continued the Girl, insistently, "I hope there'll be someone to lead me back back to the right road. 'Cause remember, Rance, some of us are lucky enough to be born good, while others have to be 'lected."
Old Monroe allows that, all things considered, he don't regard himse'f as 'lected none; and Randall, who a doctor is feelin' 'round in for a bullet at the time, sends over word that he indorses Old Monroe's p'sition; an' that as long as the Dallas sharp hits the trail after Glidden, an' is tharby able to look after his debts himse'f, he, Randall, holds it's no use disturbin' of a returned sereenity, an' to let everythin' go as it lays.
"'You know that we white folks had to pay for the schools and bridges, and the county buildings had to pay salaries had to pay the county clerk and the janitor had to pay everything? I said to him. 'Yassah, said Nego. "'You were elected legally, and we white folks couldn't out-vote you, nohow? 'Yassah, said he. 'I s'pose we wus all 'lected legal 'nough.
"I jes knowed that hurt old Joel Quimbey wuss 'n ef a body hed druv a knife through him; he's been so proud o' bein' jestice 'mongst his betters, an' bein' 'lected at las', many times ez he hev run. Waal, Abs'lom, ye hev proved thar's law fur jestices too. I tell ye ye hev got sense in yer skull-i-bone."
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