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"By George, but I'm glad to get here," he said heartily. "There's nothing I've seen across the water that comes up to being home again; and the sight of your faces is better than the wonders of the world, I declare. Ah, Cupid, old man, I'm glad to see you. And Aunt Rhody and Congo, how are you all? Why, where's Big Abel? Don't tell me he isn't here to welcome me."
"I ain' mix wid no fiel' han's," grunted Cupid, with a social pride befitting the Major. "Dar ain' no use er my mixin' en I ain' mix. Dey stay in dere place en I stay in my place en dere place hit's de quarters, en my place hit's de dinin' 'oom." "But Aunt Rhody how's she?" inquired Betty, pleasantly, "and Big Abel? He didn't go back to college, did he?"
He heard Aunt Rhody snorting indignantly as she basted the turkeys, and he watched his grandmother bustling back and forth with whiskey and hot plasters. "Who made slavery, sir?" asked the boy suddenly, his hands in his breeches pockets and his head bent sideways. The Major started. "God, sir," he promptly replied.
"I can't do a thing on earth with Rhody," she remarked uneasily, throwing a knitted scarf over her head as they went from the back porch along the covered way that led to the brick kitchen. "She insists that yours is the only palate in all the country she will permit to pass judgment upon her sauce.
"Honest to pickles, Miss Rhody! I wouldn't fool you 'bout a serious matter. And this is it." "You mean you lost the horse?" asked Nan. "In a blind pocket. Yes, ma'am! Criminy! I couldn't believe it myself. I says to me: 'Tom Collins! your cinches is slipped. That's what is the matter.
I'd rather be in Annapolis at Easter and go for some of our long rides. Wasn't it fun to have Shashai and Silver Star back there during our visit! I believe they and Tzaritza and Jess had the very time of their young and old lives. And wasn't Tzaritza regal with Rhody?" "It was the funniest thing I've ever seen," laughed Stella.
"But you know, Miss Rhody," he added to the ranchman's daughter, "your pa don't allow nothing stronger than spring water on the ranch. I was as sober as a Greaser judge trying his brother-in-law for hawse stealin'. That's what! "That old black capering Satan went flying up that gulch; and me, I pulled my little roan in after him and got my rope coiled.
"Dar's a roas' pig fur ter-morrow, sho's you bo'n," returned Aunt Rhody. "En I'se gwine to stuff 'im full." Then she hurried away to her fire, and Dan threw himself down upon the rug at the Major's feet. "Yes, we may trust Betty for the sunshine," repeated the Major, as if striving to recall his wandering thoughts.
Looking anxious, Mrs. Lightfoot appealed to Aunt Rhody, who was busily spreading little squares of sweet potatoes on the clean boards. "Rhody, can't you possibly find us some eggs?" she inquired. Aunt Rhody stopped her work and turned upon them all the dignity of two hundred pounds of flesh. "How de hens gwine lay w'en dey's done been eaten up?" she demanded.
At that hour set out for Berlin; and bring back Rhody Holland with you in the morning." "It's more dan thirty mile, marster, an' a sandy road." "No matter. Take it slow. I will write you a letter to carry. Samson, I am going to be married to-night to the rose of Princess Anne." "Dar's on'y one," said Samson. "Not Miss Vesty Custis?" "Yes, Samson. Princess Anne may now have something to howl at.
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