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But do you intend to allow us to proceed, or shall I be obliged to report you at head-quarters? Remember, I can say that you do not keep a very good watch, seeing I have already passed you once." This threat seemed to decide the lieutenant, who replied, "I guess it's all right you'uns can pass." When Frank heard this, it seemed as though a heavy load had been removed from his breast.
"I'm a shootin' at that Yank thar by the Dead Line, and by if you'uns don't take him in I'll blow the whole head offn him." "What Yank? Where's any Yank?" "Why, thar right thar a-standin' agin the Ded Line." "Why, you Rebel fool, that's a chunk of wood. You can't get any furlough for shooting that!"
"It may be that you'uns is all right," said the lieutenant, after reading, by the aid of a dark lantern, the papers which Frank had captured. "But, you see, thar's so many of these yere Yanks running away, that we'uns has got to be mighty careful how we let folks go past."
The old gentleman entered upon the next stage of the invariable routine of discussion with a Rebel: "Wall, what air you'uns down heah, a-fightin' we'uns foh?" As I had answered this question several hundred times, I had found the most extinguishing reply to be to ask in return: "What are you'uns coming up into our country to fight we'uns for?"
A general search was at once instituted, and finally he jumped up like a rabbit from some thick underbrush. When he came out he looked all around, and at last realizing who the parties were that had discovered him he threw up his hands and exclaimed: "'Bress the good Laud, and you'uns are not all killed. Afo' de Laud I never 'spected to see any you good people agin.
I reckon it ain't our place anyhow, an' you'uns can fish thar as much as you please. My name is Jim Batters Batters they allus calls me and that's my brother Joe there." "I'm glad to know you, Batters," said Ned, holding out his hand. "You are welcome to your fishing ground. We are going away to-morrow anyhow. As for the quarrel we'll just let that drop.
The devil which was in her caused her to cry out in hideous glee: "An' so you'uns cotched her did you'uns? Good. Now we'uns'll see what de Jedge'll do. Will he put gentl'men ob de hills in de jug ag'in? De debil blast 'im and all his kind."
The latter shook the water from his clothes and hesitatingly approached Ned. "I dunno' how to thank you for what you did," he said sheepishly. "I'm mighty sorry I hit that chap. Me and Joe were downright mad because you'uns were fishing thar in our place. You see we come here from the mountains every now and then, and ketch a lot of bass, and sell 'em back at Newville.
The old man passed to the third inevitable proposition: "What air you'uns puttin' ouah niggahs in the field to fight we'uns foh?" Then the whole car-load shouted back at him at once: "What are you'uns putting blood-hounds on our trails to hunt us down, for?" Myself "Well, we warmed it to you pretty lively until you caught us.
The dispute invariably began by their asking: "Well, what are you 'uns down here a-fightin' we 'uns for?" As this was replied to the newt one followed: "Why are you'uns takin' our niggers away from we 'uns for?" Then came: "What do you 'uns put our niggers to fightin' we'uns for?" The windup always was: "Well, let me tell you, sir, you can never whip people that are fighting for liberty, sir."
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