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"The young ladies air done swep and garnished this here room for they own comp'ny. Th'ain't nothin' the matter with that there hall room. It air plenty good enough fer mos' folks. I reckon yo' Miss Ann ain't a whit better'n my Miss Mildred and my Miss Nan ain't so good in fac', kase they's got the same blood she air an' mo' of it.
"Well, those are pretty long hours," said Gordon. "Seems to me they had better be shortened. I shall " "Them's the usual hours," interrupted the old man, positively. "I've been trustee now for goin' on twenty-six year, an' th'ain't never been any change in 'em. An' I ain't see as they've ever been too long leastways, I never see as the scholars ever learned too much in 'em.
Fer, if Cunnel Blount don't git no b'ah look out den, I kin tell you." "Gets his dander up, eh?" "Dandah dandah! You know him? Th'ain't no better boss, but ef he goes out huntin' b'ah an' don't get no b'ah why, then th' ain't no reason goin' do foh him." "Is Mrs. Blount at home, Bill?" "Th'ain't no Mrs. Blount, and I don't reckon they neveh will be. Cunnel too busy huntin' b'ah to git married.
It air goin' on ter fifty years sence I had a sho' 'nuf holiday, bein' as I ain't never been ter say free ter leave you when we've been a visitin' roun', kase I been always kinder feard you mought need ol' Billy whilst you wa'n't ter say 'zactly at home, but somehows now you seem ter kinder b'long here with Miss Judy an' her maw an' my feets air been eatchin' so much lately th'ain't nothin' fer me ter do but follow the signs an' go on a trip."
"You sho' air got a pleasant place here. I allus been holdin' th'ain't no place so peaceful an' homelike as a shady side po'ch, with plenty er scrubbery an' chickens a scratchin' under 'em.
Praise Gawd, the Buck Hill folks has dinner in the middle of the day, an' plenty of it. These here pick-up, mid-day canned salmon lunches air bad enough for the white folks but by the time they gits ter the niggers th'ain't nothin' lef but the can.
"Th'ain't much peace and quiet these days, what with the sun." "Heat's something awful," agreed Pete Barnes, "but it ain't a patchin' on what it was at Cowpens." "Cowpens!" exclaimed a necktie drummer who was stopping at the Rye House for a day or so, "I thought Cowpens was a battle fought between the United States and the English back in 1781."
"I kinder felt it a bad sign when Marse Jeff Bucknor up'n took hisse'f off to Lou'ville, an' now this talk 'bout the fambly a goin' ter furren parts an' a shuttin' up Buck Hill. Th'ain't no good gonter come of it but howsomever we's gotter pack up an' leave." "But where are we going, Billy? Cousin Big Josh " "Lawsamussy, Miss Ann, please don't mention that there domercile!
If we'd a been twinses I wouldn't er blamed him for getting' kinder mixed up an' bornin' me curly an' you straight, 'cause I reckon twinses are right confusin', but th'ain't no 'souse when there was plenty of time with nobody hurryin' 'em a bit. I don't see what anybody wants their hair all kinked up like water spaniels for. I wisht mine was as straight, as straight.
Miss Ann air always been a havin' the gues' chamber an' I'm a gonter 'stablish her thar now. Miss Milly done got mixed up, Sis Em'ly," and the old man changed his indignant tone to a wheedling one. "Sholy yo' Miss Milly wa' jes' a foolin' an' seein' as th'ain't nobody in the gues' chamber we'll jes' put my Miss Ann thar."
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