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"Mighty nice gad," said Scattergood. "Where in tunket did it come from?" asked Jim. "I stuck it there. Looked to me like a rig sich as your'n needed a good whip to set it off. I jest put it there to see how it looked." Jim glanced at his girl, scratched the back of his suntanned neck, and felt in his pocket. "Calc'late I did need a whip," he said. "How much is sich whips fetchin'?"
Wicks, or as he was more often called, Uncle Bobbie, was an old resident of the county, an elder in the Jerusalem Church, and Rev. Cameron's right-hand man. "Well," he said, as he handed George the proper papers, "that place is your'n, young man, what are ye goin' to do with it?" "Oh I don't know," replied Udell, "it's handy to have round; good building spot, isn't it?"
If that there God of your'n is so all-fired good, what did He go an' let my pap git drunk for, an' beat me like he done when I was a baby, an' make me grow up all crooked like what I be? 'Good'? Hell! A dad burned ornery kind of a God I call Him!" For some time, Auntie Sue did not speak, but stood with her face upturned to the sky.
Come on, or them bees might fly away. Come on, I tell you. Ma'm take yo' eye offen him so he kin come on. Thar, I thank you," he said, bowing, when Mrs. Mayfield looked in another direction. "Thankee, ma'm an' ef I had a eye as fetchin' as your'n I could haul wood with it. Come on, Jim." He drew the preacher out of the house, and Margaret said to Mrs. Mayfield: "Don't let Jasper fret you, ma'm."
"About this here morgidge o' your'n," he said, "I sent ye word that I wanted to close the matter up, an' seein' 't you're here an' come fer that purpose, I guess we'd better make a job on't. The' ain't no time like the present, as the sayin' is." "I s'pose it'll hev to be as you say," said the widow in a shaking voice.
I knew jest how dear crape wuz, and I tackled her on the subject, and sez I "Do you know, S. Annie, these dresses of your'n will cost a sight?" "Cost?" sez she, a-bustin' out a-cryin'. "What do I care about cost? I will do everything I can to respect his memory. I do it in remembrance of him." Sez I, gently, "S. Annie, you wouldn't forget him if you wuz dressed in white.
You orter a-killed me, but I'm mighty glad you didn't. That shot of your'n was the best sermon I ever had preached to me. I hain't tasted a drap of liquor since that day, and I never will. I'm goin' to start to Illinoy to-morrow, and I'm goin' to get married and be a man. Better marry me, Rita, and go along." "I'm sure you will be a man, Doug," responded Rita.
I've had it ten years last May, and it's kind o' losin' its freshness, you know. I don't believe these 'ere streaks will bleach out." "Never mind, Ruey," said Miss Roxy, authoritatively, "I'm goin' to do Mis' Badger's leg'orn, and it won't cost nothin'; so hang your'n in the barrel along with it, the same smoke'll do 'em both.
Spry? 'Dull, says she, 'very dull; there's no markets now, things don't fetch nothin'. Thinks I, some folks hadn't ought to complain of markets, for they don't raise nothin' to sell, but I didn't say so; FOR POVERTY IS KEEN ENOUGH, WITHOUT SHARPENING ITS EDGE BY POKIN' FUN AT IT. 'Potatoes, says I, 'will fetch a good price this fall, for it's a short crop in a general way; how's your'n? 'Grand, says she, 'as complete as you ever seed; our tops were small and didn't look well; but we have the handsomest bottoms, it's generally allowed, in all our place; you never seed the best of them, they are actilly worth lookin' at. I vow I had to take a chaw of tobaccy to keep from snortin' right out, it sounded so queer like.
Thunder aint much louder than you laughing it shakes the hull place and might be heard from here well-nigh to Montreal. Ef you can't keep that mouth of your'n shut, ye must stop up the idee of learning to use them shoes and must stop in the canoe while we're scouting on shore."
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