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Git up, Paul; we must have him an' one uv his hens to eat." "Where do you think they are?" asked Paul. "In the hick'ry grove. I guess they lighted thar fur the night, when flyin' 'cross the lake." The two hurried on their clothes, took their rifles, and stole out. A faint tinge of light was just showing under the horizon in the east, but the air was not yet gray.
A grimy hand slipped over the sharp comb of the ledge; another appeared, clinched about a Winchester then the slouched hat, and under it the dark, crafty face of young Jasper. Rome sat like the stone before him, with a half-smile on his lips. Jasper peered about with the sly caution of a fox, and his face grew puzzled and chagrined as he looked at the cliffs above him. "Stop thar!"
His rapid blows crushed them to a shapeless mass. "And now thar they ain't." Jube did not linger long. He was in terror lest Ike should tell his father. But Ike did not think this was his duty. In fact, neither boy imagined that the affair involved anything more serious than stabling a horse without the knowledge of the owner of the shelter.
The woman's interest was aroused now, for she wondered if he were coming over to ask her any troublesome questions. "Well, ain't that queer!" "An' that boy an' gal who was a-stayin' with grandpap was thar at school too, an' she axed me to come over an' see her."
The savage never so much as touches 'em or listens to 'em or imitates 'em, but he rots down right thar. Which the pale-face shorely kills said Injuns on the nest! as my old grand-dad used to say.
"What be they celebratin'?" Solomon asked. "The Declaration o' Independence," the citizen answered. "It's a good idee," said Solomon. "When we git thar this 'ere ol' rifle o' mine 'll do some talkin' if it has a chanst." Church bells were ringing as they neared the city. Its inhabitants were assembled on the river-front.
I heard some one coming along the gallery, and then I saw Nick's tall figure looming up behind her. "Davy," he cried. Lindy braced herself up doggedly. "Yo' ain't er-gwine to git in thar nohow, Marse Nick," she said. "Nonsense, Lindy," he answered, "I've been in there as much as you have." And he took hold of her thin arm and pulled her back.
Taking off his hat and saluting us in his accustomed way, he said: "'Pears like I'll have to ask some of yere to go out in de woods a piece thar's a queer looking gal out thar, an' she's mighty nigh froze to death; she is, sartin." "Where is she, Matthias?" "Clean over thar; quite a piece, miss." "Near any house?" I said.
Even in the open river no one was safe from 'em, for they got so bold they would go out, four or five boat-loads, and attack in broad daylight; things got so bad that no one dared go up or down, unless it was ten or twelve boats together for protection. It war the steamers as broke 'em up; thar ain't no stopping a steamer, and every one took to being towed up or down.
Nate was just emerging from the door. The claybank mare, saddled and bridled, stood in front of the cabin. He was evidently about to mount. "Look-a-hyar, ye scamp!" Byers saluted him gruffly, "whyn't ye let we-uns know ez ye hed got back that thar grant o' yourn, ez hev sot the whole mounting catawampus? Pig-wigs hearn ye talkin' 'bout it at las', and tole ye ez he hed it, I s'pose?"
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