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Updated: June 3, 2025
And not a Saturday passed that the three boys did not go coon-hunting with the darkies, or fox-hunting with the Major and the General. Chad never forgot that first starlit night when he was awakened by the near winding of a horn and heard the Major jump from bed. He jumped too, and when the Major reached the barn, a dark little figure was close at his heels. "Can I go, too?" Chad asked, eagerly.
Does the author succeed in giving you an idea of the excitement of coon-hunting?
Sometimes the boys went coon-hunting and there were corn-shuckings, house-raisings and quilting-parties. "Does anybody round here play the banjo?" "None o' my boys," said the old woman, "but Tom Green's son down the creek he follers pickin' the banjo a leetle." "Follows pickin' " the Blight did not miss that phrase. "What do you foller fer a livin'?" the old man asked me suddenly.
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