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"Whar I come from, gentlemen whar I come from more'n forty year ago, near's I can figger. Leastways I was borned in Virginny an' must of crossed Kentucky sometime. I kain't tell right how old I am, but I rek'lect perfect when they turned the water inter the Missoury River." He looked at them solemnly. "I come back East to the new place, Kansas City.
He knew very well in which direction it was best to go; and, half way to the landing, he met Dick coming up the road with a basket of eels on his arm. "Dick," shouted Dabney, "I'm going away to boarding-school, at an academy." "'Cad'my? Whar?" "Up in New England. They call it Grantley Academy, where Frank and Ford are going." "Dat spiles it all," said Dick ruefully.
Luxury! in a land where the little stores were often out of coffee, sugar, kerosene, and even salt; where, in dead of winter, there was no meal, much less flour, to be had for love or money. My friend continued: "Whiskey means more to us mountain folks than hit does to folks in town, whar thar's drug-stores and doctors.
Now what should he do but make out he'd got 'ligion, an' war called to preach. He had no more 'ligion dan my ole dorg. But he had money an' built a meetin' house, whar he could hole meeting, an' hab funerals; an' you know cullud folks is mighty great on funerals. Well dat jis' tuck wid de people, an' he got 'lected to de legislatur.
"I knowed Sam's woman, and I knowed her mother 'fore she married Bill Eldridge over to Cedar Corners." "That's whar she was from I seen her many a time. My old shanty warn't more 'n forty rod from where Morrison's gang built the new one." Thayor's delighted ears drank in every word.
When he had had an insight of the coveted goal and turned in that direction, he was accosted by a harsh voice, "Whar ye goin'?" "Well, sar; I'se on my way to visit the President." "This is not the day to see the President." "Well, I don't care anything about your arrangements; but this is my day to see him." "I guess not." "Captain, call the wagon and give this man a ride."
Do you know, Henry, I hev sometimes a kind o' feelin' fur the Injuns. They hev got lots o' good qualities. Besides, ef they're ever wiped out, things will lose a heap o' variety. Life won't be what it is now. People will know that thar scalps will be whar they belong, right on top o' thar heads, but things will be tame all the time.
"He done tole me that if I tole anybody whar he was gwine, he'd bowstring me and feed mah flesh to the dawgs." Mr. Middleton shuddered as he heard this threat, so characteristically Oriental. "Where was he going?" he inquired with an air of profound indifference and irrelevance, signalling for another bottle of beer.
But Bill Dugan did, an' soon come with the news whar she was at. Then her ma jest had a spasm. I railly believe on my soul she cussed God an' all futurity. She raved till she was black in the face." "Then there is is no doubt about it?" gasped Westerfelt. "She is dead?"
"Why, that thar war the very trouble," Yerby hastily explained. "I didn't know none o' ye! I hed hearn ez thar war a still somewhars on Hide-an'-Seek Creek" once more there ensued a swift exchange of glances among the party "but nobody knew who run it nor whar 'twar. An' one day, considerable time ago, I war a-passin' nigh 'bouts an' I hearn that fiddle, an' that revealed the spot ter me.
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