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"Whar, then?" "Whur thur's no great show o' redskins. He may shoot well; he did oncest on a time: plumb centre." "You knew him, did ye?" "O-ee-es. Oncest. Putty squaw: hansum gal. Whur do 'ee want me to go?" I thought that Garey seemed inclined to carry the conversation further. There was an evident interest in his manner when the other mentioned the "squaw."
It was played, as the others were, by the dancers joining hands and forming a ring, with some one in the middle, and singing, "Now while we all will dance an' sing, O choose er partner fum de ring; O choose de lady you like bes'; O pick her out fum all de res, Fur her hansum face an' figur neat; O pick her out ter kiss her sweet.
A hansum yung gal, with a red musketer bar on the back side of her hed, and a sassy little black hat tipt over her forrerd, sot in the seat with me. She wore a little Sesesh flag pin'd onto her hat, and she was a goin for to see her troo love, who had jined the Southern army, all so bold and gay. So she told me. She was chilly and I offered her my blanket. "Father livin?" I axed. "Yes, sir."
"'Yes, sais I, 'I won't make no noise; and I outs and shuts the door too arter me gently. "'What next? sais I; 'why you fool, you, sais I, 'why didn't you ax the sarvant maid, which door it was? 'Why I was so conflastrigated, sais I, 'I didn't think of it. Try that door, well I opened another, it belonged to one o' the horrid hansum stranger galls that dined at table yesterday.
"No gal so hansum could be foun', Not in all dis country roun', Wid her kinky head, an' her eyes so bright, Wid her lips so red an' her teef so white. Ef it hadn't ben fur Cotton-eyed Joe, I'd been married long ergo. "An' I loved dat gal wid all my heart, An' she swo' fum me she'd never part; But den wid Joe she runned away, An' lef' me hyear fur ter weep all day.
"And one of our nice hansum young orficers," continued Dick, in the most solemn way, "and a middy and some smart Jacks." "And Dick Dunnage," said one of the soldiers. "Well, he did mention me, but I was too modest to say so." Here there was another laugh.
"Then I says thankye, Master Aleck, and I won't forget it, for it was very hansum on yer." "What was?" said the lad, starting. "What was? Why, you licking that big ugly lout, my lad, for calling me names." "No, no, no," cried Aleck, quickly; "it was not for that." "Why, you said just now as you did, Master Aleck," said the sailor, blankly. "Oh, no; you misunderstood me, Tom. It was not for that."
Shut me up in a 'sarvatory with a hansum gall of a rainy day, and see if I don't think she is the sweetest flower in it. Yes, I am glad it is the dinner-bell, for I ain't ready to marry yet, and when I am, I guess I must get a gall where I got my hoss, in Old Connecticut, and that state takes the shine off of all creation for geese, galls and onions, that's a fact.
"Well done, young Aleck Donne," he cried. "Licked Big Jem, have yer? Hansum too. Do him good. Get up d'yer hear before I give yer my boot! I see yer leading the lot on arter the young gent, like a school o' dogfish. Hullo, Tom, you was nigher. Why didn't yer come up and help the young gen'leman afore?" "'Cause I didn't know what was going on, matey," cried the sailor.
"'Yes, sais I, 'I won't make no noise; and I outs and shuts the door too arter me gently. "'What next? sais I; 'why you fool, you, sais I, 'why didn't you ax the sarvant maid, which door it was? 'Why I was so conflastrigated, sais I, 'I didn't think of it. Try that door, well I opened another, it belonged to one o' the horrid hansum stranger galls that dined at table yesterday.
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