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"From the start," continued Leander, "the two Mrs. Daxes just hankered to get at each other; an’ while I, as a slave to the fair sex"—here he bowed to the fat lady and to Miss Carmichael—"hesitates to use such langwidge in their presence, the attitood of them two female wimmin shorely reminds me of a couple of unfriendly dawgs just hankerin’ to chaw each other.

"Look, Patrick. She minds me o' well, never mind. Missy, it ain't good for a babe like that to be out in the night air. You're best in the house, and so is the babe. The dawgs shan't touch yer. Come into the house, and I'll give yer what supper's going, and the babe, pretty crittur, shall have a drink of milk." "I would not injure the baby," said Flower.

In the nex' place, ef ye did do hit, we hain't a-blamin' ye much. But I reckon them dawgs don't lie, an', ef they trails in hyar, ye'll need us. Thet's why we've done come." The boy slipped down from his mule, and helped Lescott to dismount.

Then things come on real bad. The bear slid down a hollow against a big log. Downside, that log was four feet up an' down. Dawgs couldn't get at bear that way. Upside was steep gravel, an' the dawgs'd just naturally slide down into the bear. They was no jumpin' back, an' the bear was a-manglin' 'em fast as they come. All underbrush, gettin' pretty dark, no cartridges, nothin'.

Orders were given, and the Indians worked back from the river and proceeded to make a night-camp. The landing had been made at the mouth of the creek, but the savages had spread out, and some of them were due east from us. "There's a heap of 'em!" whispered Cousin. "Lucky for us they didn't fetch any dawgs along, or we'd be smelled out an' have to leg it." "I hear squaws talking."

Solon was doubtful, because of Bim's color and the length of his tail. "I hain't nebber see no fust-class 'coon dawg wha' warn't yallar an' stumpy tail lak my Bijah war," he would remark, gazing reflectively at Bim, and shaking his head. "Of cose dish yer Bim dawg uncommon knowin', an' maybe him tree a 'coon 'mos' ez good ez Bijah; but hit's a gif, an' a mighty skurce gif 'mong dawgs."

"Oh, shut up, and keep your legs moving," he said to himself wrathfully, shaking such thoughts from his head. He took another twist at the improvised hunger belt. It really did help, he decided. At his left he saw Murdock's house, and the words of the negro boy came back to him: "He keeps dawgs." Dogs for tracking down escaping slaves or Yankees.

"Well, maybe I'd better look him over, just in case. Where's he to be found?" "They live in the cottage by the big house you can see through them trees. His pop looks after Mr. Wilson's prize dawgs. That's his job." "What's Wilson?" asked the White Hope, coming out of his stupor. "You beat me to it by a second, kid. I was just going to ask it myself." "He's one of them rich New Yawkers.

"Did you ever heah tell er sech doin's!" then, as he mounted the box, he leaned down and called out reassuringly, "Don' you min', Ole Marster, we'll des loose de dawgs on 'em, dat's w'at we'll do," and they rolled off indignantly, leaving the Governor half angry and half apologetic upon his portico.

Had he not been so angry he must have roared at sight of his comical self when the dressing was completed. "Now yo'll do, Ah reckons." With that, the mulatto guide of the night before threw down one end of an inch rope. "Ah reckon yo's sailor ernuff to dim' dat. Come right erlong, 'less yo' wants de dawgs ter jump down dar." "But they'll tackle me if I come up," objected Jack Benson.