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"I reckon it ain't agoun' to be anything very bad; and if it is, Coonrod, why you can just git right up and come out." "It will be all right, mother. And I will go, of course." "There, now, I knowed you would, Coonrod. Now, fawther!" This appeal was to make the old man say something in recognition of Conrad's sacrifice.
"I reckon it ain't agoun' to be anything very bad; and if it is, Coonrod, why you can just git right up and come out." "It will be all right, mother. And I will go, of course." "There, now, I knowed you would, Coonrod. Now, fawther!" This appeal was to make the old man say something in recognition of Conrad's sacrifice.
"Good for you, Abel!" came from the Hound who was oftenest spokesman for the others. "Why don't you go yourself, Abel?" Other voices applauded, and Abel was beginning to share a general confidence in his fitness for the mission, when his wife spoke up, "'Deed and 'deed, I can tell you he ain't agoun' to do no such a thing, not if we stay here all night, murricle or no murricle.
It keeps acomun' and agoun'; and it's so and it ain't so, all at once; that's the plague of it. Well, father! Ain't you goun' to come?" "I'm goin' to stay, Mela," said the old man, gently, without moving. "Get your mother to bed, that's a good girl." "You goin' to set up with him, Jacob?" asked the old woman. "Yes, 'Liz'beth, I'll set up. You go to bed." "Well, I will, Jacob.
It keeps acomun' and agoun'; and it's so and it ain't so, all at once; that's the plague of it. Well, father! Ain't you goun' to come?" "I'm goin' to stay, Mela," said the old man, gently, without moving. "Get your mother to bed, that's a good girl." "You goin' to set up with him, Jacob?" asked the old woman. "Yes, 'Liz'beth, I'll set up. You go to bed." "Well, I will, Jacob.
I ain't agoun' to have him put his head into the Lion of Judah's mouth, and have it bit off, like as not. I can't tell from one minute to another whether he's a believer or not, and if anybody is to go for the Good Old Man it's got to be a studdy believer, and not a turncoat of many colors like Abel."
"Well, that settles it, Sister Coombs," Sally promptly assented, "I wasn't agoun' to, anyway, and I ain't agoun' to now, if I stay here all night, or the Good Old Man don't ever come." "Why not Jim Redfield?" a Hound demanded, and the miller tried to be stern in calling out, "No trifling!" but lost effect by gently adding, "Friends."
"I reckon it ain't agoun' to be anything very bad; and if it is, Coonrod, why you can just git right up and come out." "It will be all right, mother. And I will go, of course." "There, now, I knowed you would, Coonrod. Now, fawther!" This appeal was to make the old man say something in recognition of Conrad's sacrifice.
"'Deed and 'deed, I'm not agoun' to speak at all, Squire Braile; but if you want to know you can see for yourself that they've got the Good Old Man here, and from the tell I've hearn they want you to try him; they've been hittun' him over the face and head all night."
It keeps acomun' and agoun'; and it's so and it ain't so, all at once; that's the plague of it. Well, father! Ain't you goun' to come?" "I'm goin' to stay, Mela," said the old man, gently, without moving. "Get your mother to bed, that's a good girl." "You goin' to set up with him, Jacob?" asked the old woman. "Yes, 'Liz'beth, I'll set up. You go to bed." "Well, I will, Jacob.
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