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Tell the truth, or it will be the worse for you.” The old man shook his head. “The men be all gone in one army or de other,” he answered. “Are you Union or Confederate?” asked Calhoun. “The wah is nuthin’ to we-uns,” he drawled; “we-uns own no niggers.” “That’s no answer,” fiercely replied Calhoun, “I have a mind to hang you up like a dog. A little stretching of the neck might loosen your tongue.”
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?"
"We-uns done think of Brer Toad as ugly-lookin' fo' so long that we-uns may have overlooked something. Ah don' reckon Brer Toad can sing, but Ah 'lows that perhaps he thinks he can. What do you-alls say to we-uns going down to the Smiling Pool and finding out what he really is up to?" "The very thing!" cried Peter, kicking up his heels.
"Why, how easy it would hev been ter throw su'thin' over the bluff " the counsellor began. "Good Lord!" Clenk exclaimed angrily, from his seat in the boat, "ain't ye got no human feelin's, Jack Drann? We-uns never went ter shed the innercent blood nohow. We-uns war loaded fur that tricky revenuer, an' Edward Briscoe war kilt by mistake.
Jack glanced significantly at the lowering clouds, and grunted: "Uh looks like I could stand hitched all night!" This was too much for Mark. "Well!" he exclaimed, "mebbe we-uns can find ye a pallet I'll try to enjoy ye somehow." Which, being interpreted, means, "I'll entertain you as best I can."
"Yes, Sah, mah fam'ly name is Vulture, but we-uns done been called Buzzards so long, that Ah don' know as Ah would know Ah was being spoken to, if Ah was called Mistah Vulture." "An' do Ah understand that all of your fam'ly have red haids?" inquired Unc' Billy. Ol' Mistah Buzzard looked down at Unc' Billy, and he saw a twinkle in Unc' Billy's shrewd little eyes. Ol' Mistah Buzzard grinned.
They'll be feared ye'd be forever pickin' an' stealin'." "But we-uns will stand up fur ye, bein' ez ye air the widder's son," said Byers eagerly. "We-uns will gin the Griggs tribe ter onderstand that." "An' mebbe the Griggses won't want ter do nuthin', ef they hain't got no furder cause fur holdin' a grudge," put in the tanner. "What be ye a-layin' off fur me ter do?" asked Birt wonderingly.
She flashed her great eyes at him with a pretended stare of surprise. "My no!" she exclaimed. "We-uns hev hed the comet ter keep us comp'ny we ain't missed nobody!" He laughed a little, as at a repartee, and then went on: "Waal, the comic war a-cuttin' a pretty showy figger down yander at Colbury. 'Ston-ishin' how much store folks do 'pear ter set on it!
"Naw; we-uns never hearn on it afore; I jes' run on it accidental," Sneed replied succinctly, hardly daring to trust himself to an unnecessary word; for the staring men that had gathered at a respectful distance about the blazing spring numbered nine or ten, and an ill-advised tongue might precipitate an immediate attack on the dismounted, unarmed group awaiting his return at the verge of the bluff.
Just as he started to look for Old Man Coyote, Unc' Billy Possum made another suggestion. "We-uns have had a lot of fun with Reddy and Granny Fox," said he, "and now it seems to me that it is no more than fair to invite them over to see Old Man Coyote and what he will do when he first sees the terrible creature that has frightened them so.
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