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Updated: June 3, 2025
"He don't know that leetle Molly hawse and what capers she done cut up " "Molly!" ejaculated Frances, under her breath, and ran forward. At that instant there was a sudden hullabaloo in the corral. Some of the men cheered; others laughed; and one fell off the fence. "Go it!" "Hold tight, boy!" "Tie a knot in your laigs underneath her, Ratty! She's a-gwine to try to throw ye clean ter Texarkana!"
Friends! you uv got my good wishes, one an' all!" "What's a-gwine on?" asked Poteet. "The same," responded Uncle Jake, after swallowing his dram. "Allers the same. Wickedness pervails wellnigh unto hit's own jestiflcation. I uv seed sights! You all know the divers besettings wher'by Jackson Ricks wuz took off this season gone murdered I may say, in the teeth of the law an' good govunment. Sirs!
"Nobody teched your outfit, I dun see to that," said the colored man. "I slept right by your hosses an' things." "Did you talk to those men who came in late last night?" asked Dave. "They did most of the talkin', boss. They wanted to know all about your party whar you was a-gwine, an' all that. But I didn't give 'em no satisfaction, I didn't.
In a few seconds the entrance was darkened by a crowd of savages, shouting and yelling. "Now show yur shootin', young fellur!" said my companion. "It's the new kind o' pistol 'ee hev got. Load every ber'l o' it." "Shall I have time to load them?" "Plenty o' time. They ain't a-gwine to come in 'ithout a light. Thur gone for a torch to the shanty. Quick wi' yur! Slap in the fodder!"
"Ye'd oughtn't ter walked so fur when ye was a-gwine off to-night. Ye'd orter rested." She stopped the churn-dasher and regarded him with a good-natured air of interest. "Hev ye seed Dusk to say good-by to her?" she added. "She's went over the mountain ter help Mirandy Stillins with her soap. She wont be back fur a day or two." He went into his room and shut the door.
I know'd it wud be no joke gruppin' one o' them by the leg, but I made up my mind to try it; an' I lay down jest as afore, close up to the calf. 'Twur no go. The cunnin' things seed the float stick, an' kep clur o' the karkidge. I wur a-gwine to cacher under some bush that wur by, an' I begun to carry it up, when all of a suddint I tuk a fresh idee in my head.
I hed seed them mattydoors fling thur red cloaks over a bull's head, jest when you'd a thort they wur a-gwine to be gored to pieces on the fierce critter's horns. "Jest then, I remembered thur trick; an' afore the bar cud close on me, I grabbed the blanket, spreadin' it out as I tuk holt. "Strangers, that wur a blanket an' no mistake!
"Dat won't do, Marse Hesden," said Nimbus, solemnly. 'Liab had a heap better go back ter de woods an' chance it wid Nimbus, dan be in your room." "Why so?" "Why? Kase yer knows dat de men what done disting ain't a-gwine ter let him lib ef dey once knows whar he's ter be found.
"Dunno, honey," answered the old woman, gazing with an air of great satisfaction at the array of goodies. "Allus hearn tell as it's a powerful pore, cole kentry up dar whar you's a-gwine. 'Specs dey hab somfin to eat, ob co'se, but reckon dar ain't none too much, sich as hit is."
"Yes," said Woodward, "they are curious." "Some days they er gwine rippitin' aroun' like the woods wuz afire, an' then ag'in they er mopin' an' a-moonin' like ever' minnit wuz a-gwine to be the nex'. I bin a-studyin' Sis sence she wan't no bigger'n a skinned rabbit, an' yit I hain't got to A, B, C, let alone a-b ab, u-b ub.
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