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Updated: May 1, 2025
"Dar ain' no use talkin'," Uncle Zack stamped the ground. "I'se been waitin' on de May fam'ly fer up'ards of a hund'ed yeahs, an' dis am de fu'st time any of 'em done 'sult me!" There was a pause while Bip looked at him with wide, serious eyes, and the Colonel from his secluded vantage point silently chuckled. "I didn't mean to insult you, Uncle Zack," the little boy explained.
Now help my arms ter keep hit with me, 'n' pray the Lawd ter make my haid larn all the larnin' hit's got shet up in thar! 'N' tell Him ter give my eyes the fu'st sight of ary danged skunk that'll try ter crowd me outen hit, so's I kin kill 'im till he rots in hell; 'n' I'll be the Christian ye asked me ter!"
So de man size Zack up mighty smart, an' say a twenty-yeah policy'll be plenty long 'nough to out-stretch him. De fu'st of eve'y month I sont mah good money up to Loui'ville, an' 'bout a yeah ago de day come fer dat policy to git ripe. All de evenin' befoh I treat Zack mighty gentle.
"I'm fu'st hoseman, and it's lucky you came along and giv' me a lift." He set his gun-butt down between his knees, the muzzle pointing up. Cap'n Sproul had his teeth set hard upon a hank of his grizzled whiskers, and his eyes on the smoke ahead. Todd ran his wheezing horse up the ridge, and when they topped it they beheld the whole moving scene below them.
Has he done wrong?" He paused, still looking at her; and she, too strangely fascinated to turn away her eyes, stared back with parted lips. "When the fu'st red bars of dawn flash up the sky," he went on, in the same mysterious voice, "showin' folks down in the valley that a day has come, a bird pulls his head out from his wing, 'n' blinks.
Only after the notice had been pressed on a sharpened stick and placed before the ruined threshold could he leave it. Turning to them he said in an awed voice: "That's the fu'st writin' I ever seed! What does hit mean?" While Bob repeated it the mountaineer's lips moved after him, as he tried carefully to fit each sentence to the pencil strokes.
"You ain' got sense 'nuff to know you ain' got no sense an' dat's de wu'st fix a body kin be in!" "Who says so?" Zack was driven to a question. "Eve'ybody says so! 'Tain' no secret 'tween heah an' town!" "You don' 'tatch 'nuff 'portance to me," he glared at her, quivering with indignation, "Since you lef heah de Cunnel don' do nuthin' 'thout fu'st axin' me!"
He's the only Britisher aboard who wouldn't cut and run in a minute; besides he's got a girl at Porto Grande." "And that fellow Anderson who was with Estada?" "The lowest kind of a Swede cur he'll do more dirt than a Portugee. I know what yer thinkin' 'bout. I had them notions too when I fu'st come aboard gettin' all the decent sort tergether, and takin' the vessel.
"What er yer going ter do with us, an' this ship? That's the fu'st question." I had not decided that even in my own mind, but the answer came promptly enough, as my eyes swept the faces fronting me. "What's your name?" "Ben MacClintock." "Well, MacClintock. I am going to leave that to the crew. As soon as we have all secure, I'll have every man on deck, and then we'll talk it over.
Well, it happened thet the fu'st feller he run up against wus LeVere, who wus cumin' forrard fer sumthin', an' fer about a minute thar was one hell ov a fight.
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