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"That yarn was started years ago," whispered Mose Hocker, coming close up to the boys, "an' Daddy has told it so many times that he believes every word. I reckon the most of it's true though. It would take more'n one clothesline to reach bottom out here." "But has the place never been sounded?" asked Ned. "Have you never tried it yourself?" Mose Hocker shook his head vigorously.
"'Kin I kyar little Mose wid me, marster? ax' Sis' Becky. "'N-o, sez de kunnel, ez ef he wuz studyin' whuther ter let her take 'im er no; I reckon you better let Aun' Nancy look atter yo' baby fer de day er two you'll be gone, en she'll see dat he gits ernuff ter eat 'tel you gits back.
He heard a slight noise without the cave, and, looking up, saw that which caused the smile to fade quickly. "Mose!" he called, sharply. The dog was away chasing rabbits. Whispering Winds glanced over her shoulder with a startled cry, which ended in a scream. Not two yards behind her stood Jim Girty. Hideous was his face in its triumphant ferocity.
"He may be honest," I persisted, "but just the same he knows what became of that chicken! And what's more, if you look about the house you'll find there's something else missing." The Colonel laughed good-naturedly. "If it raises your suspicions to have Mose prowling around in the night, you'll have to get used to suspicions; for you'll have 'em during the rest of your stay.
Thus it came about that Mose, without realizing it, became that despised, forlorn thing, a sheep herder. He made a serious social mistake when he "lined up" with the truck farmers, the tenderfeet and the "greaser" sheep herders, and cut out "a great gob of trouble" for himself in Cheyenne County. He admired Delmar most fervidly, and liked him.
My heart gave a great throb, and I wanted to speak, but the words in my agitation would not come. It was evident that the boy had some plan afoot, and as I waited for him to speak again, feeling ashamed that this poor black savage lad should be keener of intellect than I, he suddenly began to laugh. "Pomp," I whispered, "what is it?" "You mose ready, Mass' George?" "Ready? What for?"
He 'low he gwine be no trouble at all ef he jes been let wait twell he ma she gwine up de ladder to de loft to bed, too. So he ma she say: "Git erlong wid yo'! Whut you skeered ob whin dey ain't no ghosts?" An' li'l black Mose he scrooge, an' he twist, an' he pucker up he mouf, an' he rub he eyes, an' prisintly he say right low: "I ain't skeered ob ghosts whut am, 'ca'se dey ain't no ghosts."
Highly pleased with the success of their first visit the ladies entered the carriage, and Viola directed Mose to drive to the home of the Wiles family. Arriving there they were greeted by the furious barking of a pack of dogs and by the staring looks of some of the children. Mrs. Wiles was in the front yard hanging out some faded and frayed clothing on the line.
He tried to find some reply that would be reasonable, but before he found it, the boy continued. "I cannot believe that God punishes any one person for the sins of another. If He would do this, He would not be a just God. Why, father, even man is more just than that. Supposing Judge Baxter had pronounced sentence like this: 'Yes, I find Mose Webster guilty of stealing Mr.
There had come over him a desire that this winsome girl, winsome in spite of her crudity, would say she did. Wonder, love, sympathy, were alive in her eyes. Jinnie nodded her head. "Oh, yes, sir!" she murmured. "Of course I love you! I couldn't tell you how much.... I love why, I even love Mose. Mose's Matty's man. He stole and et up all our chickens but I love him just the same.
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