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Westerfelt called out to the old man, who had got down beside his horses and was peering at the motionless line of vehicles ahead. "A hack's broke down," the old fellow replied. "Nobody hurt, it seems, but the banks on both sides is so steep that they cayn't cleer the road. We'll have to take our time. I'd jest about as soon set heer in my wagon as to listen to them long-winded preachers, anyway."
"We'll come back to hear the rest after tea, mammy, if you're not too tired," Rosie said as she turned to go. But on coming back they found no one on the veranda but Betty, who, in answer to their inquiries, said, "Aunt Chloe hab entired fo' de night; she hab de misery in de back and in de head, and she cayn't tell no mo' stories fo' mawning."
For an instant her mind flashed back to the time when Buck Weaver had drawn the cactus spines out of that same hand. His voice was rough with feeling. "I can see it isn't. And you got it for me putting out the fire in my clothes. I reckon I cayn't thank you, you poor little tortured hand." He lifted the fingers to his lips and kissed them. "Don't," she cried brokenly.
"Well, cayn't you kiss me, Mist' I-dunno?" He paid the toll and passed out to his play. With an old bayonet fixed on a stick he fell to killing Yankees colored troops. Pressing them into the woods he charged, yelling, and came out upon the mountain road that led far down to the pike. Here a new impulse took him and he moved down this road to form a junction with his father.
"Nor I cayn't prove I went out to Dick Grein's place in that three-four hours not accounted for." "Anyhow, you can show where you got the ten thousand dollars you paid the bank," said Bob hopefully. A moment of silence; then Crawford spoke. "No, son, I cayn't tell that either." Faint and breathless with suspense, Joyce looked at her father with dilated eyes. "Why not?"
I cayn't go no fu'ther, Mr. March; I inglected to tell you I'se got a pow'ful lame foot." "Keep quiet," murmured John, "and come on. Only don't look down." The reply was a gasp of horror. "Oh! mussy me, you spoke too late! Wait jess a minute, Mr. March, I'll stan' up ag'in in a minute. I jess mus' set here a minute an' enjoy the view; it's gr-gran'! "Yass, seh. I'se a-comin', seh.
De same Lawd what give' ev'y man a wuck he cayn't do ef he ain't dat man, give' ev'y ra-ace a wuck dey cayn't do ef dey ain't dat ra-ace." I fancy he had been years revolving that into a formula; or he may have merely heard some master or mistress say it. "Still," I suggested, "races have crossed, and made new and better ones." "I don't 'spute dat, suh; no, suh.
"No, seh! no, seh! I means a country what's good faw a po' man, an' Widewood cayn't even be that 'ithout school-houses, seh! But thass what me an' you can make it, Mr. March. Why, thass the hence an' the whence that my constituents an' coefficients calls me School-house Leggett. Some men cusses me that I has mix' the races in school. Well, supposin' I has a little; I'se mix' myseff.
"This letter kim to her father a long time ago, and she ast me to ast you to think of her father abaout it gentle as you can an' I'm a-astin' you to think of him gentle," the lad's voice suddenly rose shrilly, and he jumped to his feet, "an' I'm a-bustin' to have you say you won't think of him gentle, er sumpin 'at I cayn't stan' an 'll hit you fer! I'm jesta boy, Mist' Steerin', but good God!"
"A man was waylaid while coming to this dance and taken prisoner by his enemies. They mean to do him a mischief. I want volunteers to rescue him." "Who is it?" several voices cried at once. "The man I mean is Larrabie Keller." A pronounced silence followed before Slim drawled an answer: "Cayn't speak for the other boys, but I reckon I haven't lost any Kellers, Jim." "Why not?
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