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Updated: May 11, 2025
'Where's yer husband? Uncle Eb enquired. 'He's not up yet, said she, 'I fear he did not sleep well. 'Now Mis Fuller, said Uncle Eb, as we sat waiting, 'if there s anything I can do t'help jes'le'me know what 'tis. She said there was nothing. Presently Uncle Eb sneezed so powerfully that it rattled the crystals on the chandelier and rang in the brass medallions.
"'She's goin' clear out o' her head, thinks I, 'an' you'd better get her home with you, short off. So I put my arm around her, persuadish, an' I says: 'Elspie, I says, 'you come on to my house now for a spell, I says. But Eb, he steps in, prompter'n I ever knew him I'd never heard him do a thing decisive an' sudden excep' sneeze, an' them he always done his best to swallow.
The camp-fire was almost dead, quenched by the dazzling sunlight which fell in patches on the camping-ground, and flooded the clearing beyond the shadow of the pines. Moreover, the camping-ground was deserted. Neither Uncle Eb nor Tiger could be seen, though Dol's eyes sought for them wistfully. But something caught his attention.
After the good elder had been preaching an hour his big, fat body seemed to swim in my tears. When he had finished the choir sang. Their singing was a thing that appealed to the eye as well as the ear. Uncle Eb used to say it was a great comfort to see Elkenah Samson sing bass.
He was very tired, I remember, and we all turned in for the night a short time after we had eaten. The little stove was roaring like a furnace when we spread our blankets on the sloping floor and lay down, our feet to the front, and drew the warm robes over us. Uncle Eb, who had had no sleep the night before, began to snore heavily before we children had stopped whispering.
The guides, Joe and Eb, were not slow in telling him that he had behaved from start to finish like no "greenhorn," but a regular "old sport." "My cracky! 'twas lucky for me that you had game blood in you, which showed up," exclaimed Joe, catching the boy's arm in a friendly grip, with an odd respect in his touch, which marked the admission of young Farrar into the brotherhood of hunters.
"If Eben goes to college, I'll be left alone on the 'Eb an' Flo. Guess I might as well close up bizness, too." "Oh, daddy will make that all right, Captain. We talked it over this afternoon, so if you agree to let Eben go to college, he will arrange with you about the boat. Daddy is very much interested in the scheme."
"You're a handy fellar, Case, an' after I break you into border ways you will fit in here tip-top. Now you'd better stick by me. When Eb Zane, his brother Jack, an' Wetzel find out this here day's work, hell will be a cool place compared with their whereabouts. You'll be safe with me, an' this is the only place on the border, I reckon, where you can say your life is your own."
When ye feel a bite give a yank er two an' haul in like Sam Hill fifteen feet er more quicker'n scat. Snatch his pole right away from him. Then lay still. Uncle Eb left me, shortly, going up stream. It was near an hour before I heard them coming. Uncle Eb was talking in a low tone as they came down the other bank.
'Why not? I enquired. 'Well, said Uncle Eb, 'it's like this: the meaner the boy, the sweeter the meat. He sang an old song as he sat by the fire, with a whistled interlude between lines, and the swing of it, even now, carries me back to that far day in the fields. I lay with my head in his lap while he was singing.
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