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"Dis nigger go whar you go, massa," he said, attempting to rise. His strength, however, was insufficient for the exertion, and he sank back to the ground. "You are not able to journey yet, and it will take you two or three days to regain your strength," observed the Dominie; "so we will camp here, boys, and as we are not expected home for a day or two, it will be no great loss to us.
You cannot go back, or your life vill be forfeit, I can assure you you vill sign if you please and you vill not leave dis house, until you do sign," continued the Jew. "You vill not take our monish, and den give de information, and hang us all. You vill sign, if you please, sare."
"You beat de Niggers all to not'ing. Not any of dis yere chiles eber lasso Sen'or Antonio yet; no, neber!" It was some time before the Negroes could effectually subdue their merriment, but at length they succeeded, and applied themselves vigorously to the work of cutting out the fat.
On one occasion he had seen a Frenchman looking on at a match. 'Ball was hit a shooter twixt the slips: off starts Frenchman, catches it, heaves it up, like his head, half-way to wicket, and all the field set to bawling at him, and sending him, we knew where. He tripped off: "You no comprong politeness in dis country." Ha! ha!
"Because she was the mother of all living," he called out "ebil, ebil, sistah Hab'lin." Uncle Dodson was learning to read, and could read easy words in the first reader. I placed the Bible before him and pointed to the word "living." "Dat is so in dis place," he acknowledged, "but it's some place in de Bible."
When I rode up to camp and the negro cook saw that head of horns he exclaimed: "Hello, Marstah; what you got dar? You must hab killed de debbil dis time, suah." From the negro I learned that the officers had all been out, and had seen more or less deer and had done more or less shooting, but had only killed one small doe.
"I ride out from San Juan for vat you call constitutional mercy, such a vord, señor! an' I stray up dis trail. See? It vas most steep, my, so steep, like I slide off; but de mustang he climb de hill, all right, an' den I see you, señor, an' know dere vas a mine here. Not de big mine bah! I care not for dat kind but just one leetle mine, vere I no be 'fraid to go down.
"Nebber you mind de parson," said Clo; "laws, I wouldn't wipe my ole shoes on him, 'sides it ed be something wuth while jis' to denounce our connubiolity to de hull company dis ebening." But Dolf flattered and persuaded until she consented to comply with his wishes.
"I have to wait for the missus," said the critic. "We have a date." "Vell, said T-S, and he went up close. "You do me a favor, Rosythe; don't say nuttin' about dis fellow Carpenter tonight. I feed him and git him feelin' good, and den I make a contract vit him, and I give you a front page telegraph story, see?" "All right," said the critic.
I do all de cookin' in dis yar ouse an' most ob de eatin' too." "By the way, Sally, what is it that you keep pounding so constantly in that that hole off the front room?" "Coffee," answered Sally, with a nod. "Indeed! Surely not the household coffee. You cannot drink such a quantity!" Sally stared for a minute; then opened her mouth, shut her eyes, threw back her head, and chuckled.