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Updated: June 22, 2025
"'I believe hit is, said Kunnel Bill, listenin' a minnit. 'Parker, ye an' Haygood go over thar an' git him, while some o' the rest o' ye look 'bout the stable an' fodder-stack thar. Mind my orders, an' see thet they are carried out. "His manner made me fear everything. A thought flashed inter my mind. Thar wuz thet horn thar."
Si had gone up the path that he had found the night before, and therefore had no struggle with the fallen trees to shake his nerves and disturb his aim. He had calculated upon this. He brought his musket down deliberately and took good aim at the point whence the voice of command had come. As his gun cracked he heard voices cry: "The Kunnel's shot. Look out for the Kunnel thar."
'Thar's Dave Brill's Roan Molly over thar, in the pasture. "'An' this hain't court-day in Mt. Vernon, neither, said another. "'I know your husband's on the place, I wuz tole so this mornin', said Kunnel Bill. 'Hit'll be much better fur ye, ef ye tell me whar he is. Hit'll at least save yer house from bein' sot afire.
He sutny don' ree'semble no runnin' hawss to me. I neveh yet see a head shape' like that on anything whut could run." Shanghai came closer and examined the equine stranger carefully. "Yo' an ugly brute, big hawss: ugly no name faw it. Oh-oh, kunnel; he got a knowin' eye, ain't he? If this hawss is wise as he look, he ought to be a judge in the Soopreme Cote!
"Say!" asked the Colonel, "I want to know how long you're going to keep this thing up? Somebody's dummed sure t' get hurt soon." "There, there! Colonel," said Brown, soothingly, "don't get excited; you'll lose the rubber. Don't mind 'em. Keep cool." "Yes, keep cool, Kunnel; it's only our solicitude for your welfare," chipped in Foster.
"She heard them at work with their tools, on the safe door, came softly down into this room, peeped at them through the crack behind the door there, and before they were aware of her vicinity, slammed it to and bolted and locked it on them." "Hurrah for little Miss Lu!" cried the men; one of them adding, "Dey mus' hab her fo' a kunnel in de nex' wah."
The Colonel ordered Si to bring his prisoner back into a gully some distance behind the line, where he could be interrogated without the sound reaching the men in the works. "Where do you belong?" asked the Colonel. "To Kunnel Wheatstone's Jawjy rijimint." "How many men have you got over there in the works." "Well, a right smart passul." "What do you mean by a right smart parcel?"
"'Kin I kyar little Mose wid me, marster? ax' Sis' Becky. "'N-o, sez de kunnel, ez ef he wuz studyin' whuther ter let her take 'im er no; I reckon you better let Aun' Nancy look atter yo' baby fer de day er two you'll be gone, en she'll see dat he gits ernuff ter eat 'tel you gits back.
"So sho' 'nuff nex' day dis yer man come out ter Kunnel Pen'leton's place en rid roun' de plantation en glanshed at de niggers, en who sh'd he pick out fum 'em all but Sis' Becky. "'I needs a noo nigger 'oman down ter my place, sezee, 'fer ter cook en wash, en so on; en dat young 'oman'll des fill de bill. You gimme her, en you kin hab Lightnin' Bug."
Every mawnin', early, they takes him out " "Who takes him out?" "Li'l white boy they calls Dutchy." "Nobody else goes with him?" Shanghai shook his head. "How old is this boy?" asked the canny horseman. "How ole? Why, kunnel, I reckon he's risin' fifteen, mebbe." "Smart boy?" Shanghai cackled derisively. "I loaned him a two-bit piece, kunnel, an' he tol' me all he knowed!"
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