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Updated: June 23, 2025
And, presently, tucking a confiding hand in mine to lead me to breakfast, she explained sweetly, "I didn' know you when you comed las' night, but now I know you all th' time!" "Oh, blessed tale," thought I, "so easy a passport to a confidence so desired, so complete!" Never had the witchery of the story to the ear of a child come more closely home to me.
"De noo house boy kotch on monst'us fas', en it wa'n't no time ha'dly befo' Mars' Dugal' en ole mis' bofe 'mence' ter 'low Hannibal wuz de bes' house boy dey eber had. He wuz peart en soopl', quick ez lightnin', en sha'p ez a razor. But Chloe didn' lak his ways.
When dey fine im de give im a good whippin." "I nevah seed mush trouble between de whites and blacks when I live dare. Effen dey didn want you to get married, they wouldn let you. Dey had to ask de mastah and if he say no he mean it." "When de Yankees were a comin through dem fiels, dey sho was awful. Dey take everythin and destroy what ever they could not take.
W'en she got thoo laffin' she up'n tole Dilsey all 'bout de ham, en all de yuther lies w'at de niggers be'n tellin' on Dave. "W'en Dilsey started down ter de quarters, who should she meet but Dave, comin' in fum de cotton-fiel'. She turnt her head ter one side, en purten' lack she didn' seed Dave. "'Dilsey! sezee. "Dilsey walk' right on, en didn' notice 'im. "'OH, Dilsey!
Dey didn't 'pear ter be nuffin de matter wid 'im, 'cep'n de rheumatiz, but his strenk des dwinel' away 'tel he didn' hab ernuff lef' ter draw his bref. De goopher had got de under holt, en th'owed Henry fer good en all dat time.
When the war was all over an' I got back hyeh, I remembered what had happened, an' I sent word to Isaac Howkle that I didn' trust him, an' after what he had done I was reckonin' that he was waitin' his chance to get me, an' that he'd better keep his own side o' the mountain." "But, Uncle Eli," said the boy, "that didn't make a feud surely; that was only a warning."
And presently the voice of Western Union was lifted in sour expostulation: "Sa-ay, whatcha s'pose 's th' matta wid dis guy? I' been ringin' haffanour!" "That's funny," commented the elevator boy: "he came in only about ten minutes ago." "Yuh wuddn' think he cud pass away 's quick 's all that wuddja?" "Ah, I dunno. Mebbe he had a bun on when he come in. Gen'ly has. I didn' notice."
He thought I had shot him but my gun was never fired off." "Who was it that fired, Uncle Eli!" "The brother o' the young fellow he had shot befo'." "Was he dead?" asked the boy. "Wa'al," said the mountaineer, a little grimly, "I didn' go down to see an' wait aroun' 'till all his friends gathered. But I reckon he was dead when they found him later." "And the brothers?"
"Dey would track de runways wid dogs an' sometimes a white scal'wag or slacker wud be kotched dodgin' duty. I seed as many deserters as I see corn stalks ober in dat fiel'. Dey would hide out in day time an' steal at night. "No'm I didn' learn to read an' write but my folks teached me to be honest an' min' Old Miss an' Granny. Dey didn' want us to learn how to go to de free country.
"Look here," he said, tapping his stick sharply on the floor; "as it happens, I didn' come here to lose my temper nor to talk about your conduct leastways, not that part of it. 'Tis about your granddaughter. She've been stealin' my wood." "Liz?" "Yes; I caught her in my yard at nine o'clock last night. No mistakin' what she was after. There, in the dark she was stealin' my wood."
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