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MacCall was measuring molasses at the table, for a hot gingerbread-cake was going to grace the supper-table. "Scat, you cat, you!" exclaimed Uncle Rufus. "Dar's too many of you cats erbout disher house, an' dat's a fac'. Dar's more cats dan dar is mices to ketch ya-as'm!" "Oh, Uncle Rufus! you don't mean that, do you?" asked Tess, the literal. "Aren't there as many as five mice left?
"An' I vow ter Maria!" the man went on to say, with some eagerness. "We 'most all around here air in them picters; ya-as'm! Ye wouldn't think I was an actor, would ye?" And he went off into another spasm of chuckles. "Oh, what fun!" cried Bess. "Paid us two dollars a day for jest havin' our photographts took, they did," said Mr. Snubbins. "And they paid three to the gals, 'cause they dressed up.
"Glo-ree!" chuckled Uncle Rufus, rolling his eyes and weaving back and forth on his chair, in full enjoyment of his own story. "Glo-ree! Dat is a 'casion I ain't nebber lak'ly tuh fo'git. Dar I was on my back on de kitchen flo', wid de goose on top ob me, w'ile de houn'-dawg beat it erway from dar er mile-er-minit ya-as'm!
The cumbersome ranch-wagon, with its high spring-seat, was drawn up beside a telegraph pole to which the skittish young horses had been securely tied. Anne went over to meet Jeb, and said, with a smile: "Were you waiting for some ladies for the Brewsters? I am Anne Stewart, the teacher who used to be at Bear Forks school." "Ya-as'm! How-dee! Hain't you-all got unny more comin'?" "Not to-day.
Dar's sho' nuff wot de papahs calls er armerstice 'twixt de berlig'rant pahties ya-as'm! De berry wust has happen' already, so yo' folkses might's well git ca'm git ca'm." The old colored man's philosophy delighted the doctor's wife so much that she had to laugh.
"Dey stan' her up befo' Mars' Colby, an' hes eyes look lak' dey was red ya-as'm! 'Sally Alley, he roar at her, 'whar de odder laig ob dis goose? "Sally Alley shake like a willer by de ribber, an' she blurt out: 'Mars' Colby! sho' 'nuff dar warn't no odder laig on dat goose. "'Wha' dat? say he, moughty savage. 'On'y one laig on dis goose? "'Ya-as, suh sho' 'nuff.
"All of us are going, Alfredia," proclaimed Tess. "Are you going?" "Mammy done said I could," said Alfredia, rolling her eyes. "But I dunno fo' sho'." "Why don't you know?" asked Agnes, the curious. "Dunno as I got propah clo'es to wear, honey. Got ter look mighty fetchin' ter go ter school ya-as'm!" "Is that why you've got that great bow on your head?" giggled Agnes.
If yo' beg a mess of vittles in dis town dey puts yo' in jail. Down Souf dey axes you is you hongry? Ya-as'm!" At that Aunt Jo began to bustle about to the great delight of the children. She called down to Parker, the cook, and asked her to put out a nice meal on the end of the kitchen table and to make coffee.
"Don' yo' go tuh 'spressin' ob you' 'pinion too frequent erbout sperits, chile," warned Uncle Rufus, rolling his eyes again. "Dere may hab been no ghos' in de garret; but dere's ghos'es somewhars ya-as'm. Sho' is!" "I don't really see how we can keep him," said Ruth again. "Oh, sister!" cried Tess. "Poor, dear Billy Bumps!" exclaimed Dot, with an arm around the short, thick neck of the goat.
"And de goose dey'd picked out fo' dat Christmas dinner sho' was a noble bird ya-as'm! Dere was an army ob geese aroun' de pond, but de one dey'd shet up fo' two weeks, an' fed soft fodder to wid er spoon, was de noblest ob de ban'," said Uncle Rufus, unctuously. "Well, dar warn't time tuh send on to Richmon' fo' a sho' 'nuff cook, an' de dinnah pahty was gaddered togedder.
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