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Updated: September 4, 2025
I had broddehs Danel, Freeman, George, Will, and Henry. Yes maam, Freeman he de younges an bahn after we done got free. An I had sistehs by de name ob Isabella, Mary, Nora, dat aint all yet, you want I should name em all? Well then they was too Celie, Sally, and me Cindy but I aint my own sisteh is I, hee, hee, hee.
"Throw 'em away," he said; "a breath in your horse will be worth all the duds you can git in a cart." Danel and Mart laid down the fence and brought the cattle into the common by the ferry. Directed by the hunchback they moved the leaders of the drove around to the ferry landing. The great body of the cattle filled the open behind the house.
"When they are a-follerin' Mister Ward's drovers, it's a little too peaked for long ridin'." Then he broke off suddenly and called to the ferryman. "Danel," he said, "how many cattle will this boat hold?" "Big cattle or stockers?" inquired the man. "Exporters," said Ump. "Mart," called the brother, "can we carry thirty exporters?" "Are they dehorned?" inquired Mart. "Muley," said Ump.
"Come on," said I, "Woodford's devils haven't crossed. What do we care?" "But it's mighty big jumpin'," answered the hunchback. "Maybe," I responded laughing, "the cow that jumped over the moon took a running start there." "If she did," said Ump, "I'll just find out if any of the Hortons saw her goin'." Then he shouted, "Hey, Danel, who crossed ahead of us?"
"Danel," he said, "you talk like a meetin'-house. Old Christian cut that cable with a cold chisel, an' Black Malan or Peppers stole your boat. They have nothing against you. They wanted to stop us from crossin' with these cattle, an' I guess they've done it." Then he turned to me. The vapourings of the ferryman were of no importance. "Quiller," he said, "we're in the devil's own mess.
The hunchback studied the river. "Quiller," he said finally, "if we knowed about that current " I cut him short. "I'll find out about the current," I said. Then I threw away my hat, pitched my coat down on the sod and gathered up my bridle reins. "Wait!" cried the hunchback. Then he turned to Jud. "Wash your face in the tub by the spout yonder, an' bring up your horse. Take Danel with you.
They could show the Old Scratch tricks that would make his eyes stick out so you could knock 'em off with a clapboard." Danel protested. He pointed out that neither he nor his brother had ever done any man a wrong, and therefore no man would wrong them. It was one of those rules which children discover are strangely not true.
The two, Mart and Danel, lived with the mother, a flat, withered old woman, in a log house by the river. They were tall, raw-boned, serious men, rarely leaving the river, and at such times hurrying back uneasy.
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