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The old man thrust the empty goblet under his coat and quickly returned with another, invitingly frosted. "Ain' she turr'ble sometimes, Marse Brent?" he asked in a confidential undertone. "She done tol' me yisterday dat I'se gwine git th'owed clar to de bottom of hell, an' den criss-cross all over de coals, ef I don' stop makin' juleps for Marse John an' you!
Ben 'lows ez I talk six ways fur Sunday." "Ye dunno how I feel, not knowin' how ye be set towards me, an' hevin' ter see ye so seldom, a-workin' all the time down yander, a-moonshinin'" "I wouldn't talk 'bout it so turr'ble loud." She glanced apprehensively over her shoulder. "An' ye'd better quit it, ennyhows."
Dat ain' gwine do me no hahm now, 'caze mah onlies' toof's done drapped out." "Then I'll get Miss Liz after you!" "Lawd, Marse Brent," the old fellow grew serious, "you knows she ain' turr'ble no moh! She's jest as meller as dem peaches, an' only las' week give me a dollar 'caze I hadn' cyarried de Cunnel but one julep dat day!" "Is the Colonel getting up?" "Naw, sah, he ain' budged.
"I heerd she never drove again." "Any childern?" "Buckboards full of 'em." "Men too?" "I have shed conside'ble men in my time." "By kickin'?" "Any way that come along. Fallin' back over the dash is as handy as most." "They must be turr'ble afraid o' you daown taown?" "They've sent me here to get rid o' me. I guess they spend their time talkin' over my campaigns." "I wanter know!" "Yes, sir.
Justus is a mighty s'perior man; pity he never hed no eddication. He could hev done anything sharp ez a brier. Yes; Wat's beat, I reckon." In the instant Theodosia's heart sank. But she turned from the palings, and sauntered resolutely on. It well behooved her to take counsel with herself. "I mought hev made a turr'ble, turr'ble mistake," she muttered.
"Any any place to cramp the coupe?" Tedda panted. "It weighs turr'ble this weather. I'd 'a' come sooner, but they didn't know what they wanted ner haow. Fell out twice, both of 'em. I don't understand sech foolishness." "You look consider'ble het up. 'Guess you'd better cramp her under them pines, an' cool off a piece."
When Leander chanced to be mentioned, however, he observed with some rancor that he reckoned it was just as well he didn't come up with Lee-yander; there was generally mighty little good in a runaway boy, and Lee-yander had the name of being disobejent an' turr'ble bad. Leander found a warm welcome at home.
"Lee-yander," he would gently drawl, "ye mustn't be so bad, honey; ye mustn't be so turr'ble bad." "Naw, ma'am, I won't," Leander would cheerily pipe out, and so the procession would wend its way along. For he still confused the gender in titles of respect, and from force of habit he continued to do so in addressing Tyler Sudley for many a year after he had learned better.
It saved a deal o' bloodshed ez sure ez shootin\ 'Twar mighty smart in ye. But" suddenly bethinking himself of sundry unfilial gibes at Uncle Nehemiah and the facetious account of his plight "Lee-yander, ye mustn't be so turr'ble bad, sonny; ye mustn't be so turr'ble bad." "Naw, ma'am, Neighbor, I won't," Leander protested.
De niggers stood lak a passel of sheep fer a minit 'twarn't as long as dat den someun yell 'Witches! An' dey charge fer de doh, an' when de doh git choked up dey charge fer de winder, an' when de winder git choked up but I ain' got de heart to recall dat turr'ble night!" "Did it really happen, Colonel?" Brent cried. "Every word of it, sir," the old gentleman chuckled.
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