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"Do as I bid you," was Hugh's reply, and indolent Claib went shivering to the stable where Hugh's best horses were kept. A whinnying sound of welcome greeted him as he entered, but was soon succeeded by a spirited snort as he attempted to lead out a most beautiful dapple gray, Hugh's favorite steed, his pet of pets, and the horse most admired and coveted in all the country.
With that blow still tingling about his ears and confusing his senses, Claib could not well tell whence or from whom came that silvery, half-tremulous voice, which passed so like an electric shock through the eager crowd, and rousing Harney to a perfect fury. "Five hundred."
"You should not hate any one, my child," she said, while Muggins rejoined: "I can't help it none of us can; she's so mean and so so you mustn't never tell, 'case Aunt Chloe get my rags if you do but she's so low-flung, Claib say. She hain't any bizzens orderin' us around nuther, and I will hate her!" "But, Muggins, the Bible teaches us to love those who treat us badly, who are mean, as you say."
On the morning following the party, her patience was severely taxed in two ways. First, Claib, her husband, had adhered to his resolution of sleeping over, and long after the clock struck eleven he was sleeping profoundly. He had resisted all Aunt Dilsey’s efforts to rouse him.
Old friends, who were getting up a company "to help Governor `Claib' Jackson repel the invader," offered him a lieutenancy if he would join. It was not a big company; it had only about a dozen members, most of whom had been schoolmates, some of them fellow-pilots, and Sam Clemens was needed to make it complete.
"Hello, Mug, what do you want?" he asked, as a very bright-looking little mulatto girl appeared in the door. "Claib done buyed you this yer," and the child handed him the letter from his mother. The first of it was full of affection for her boy, and Hugh felt his heart growing very tender as he read, but when he reached the point where poor, timid Mrs.
"I'll try argument first with their leader," Alice replied, and ere Claib suspected her intention she was undoing the fastenings of a side door, bidding him bolt it after her as soon as she was safely through it." "Is Miss Ellis crazy?" shrieked Sam.
It proved to be Claib; and Leffie, who was rather near-sighted, strained her eyes to see if Rondeau, too, was on the box. "Thar’s nobody in that ar," said Dilsey. "Reckon the boat has run into the ground, or bust her riggin’; so, Leffie, you’ve put on your pink dress for nothin’." The elder Mr.
"There, my beauty," he said, as the animal continued to prance around him, now snuffing at the snow, which he evidently did not fancy, and then pawing at it with his forefeet. "There, my beauty, you've showed off enough. Come, now, I've work for you to do." Docile as a lamb when Hugh commanded, he stood quietly while Claib equipped him for his morning's task.
Claib had gone to the landing, and now Mrs. Lacey and the servants were gathered upon the upper piazza, waiting his return. Suddenly Dilsey, whose eyesight seemed wonderfully sharpened, exclaimed, "Thar, that’s Claib. I could tell my old man if I should meet him at a camp meeting!" Mrs. Lacey looked in the direction of the city and saw the carriage which Dilsey had pointed out.
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