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Mose stretched forth his hand, and with a sharp pencil rap upon the desk, the Judge commanded: "Stand where you are." "If you air the Jedge," said Laz, gazing intently, "I am sorter diserp'inted in you. I thought a United States Jedge must be about eight feet high." "Well, never mind what you thought. You are here to tell what you know. Here, you," he added, speaking to Mose, "what is your name?"
"I reckon the man that lives in thar could go to a sale up whar we live an' buy every wagin an' team on the place," said Laz, pointing toward the fading state-house, and Mose replied: "Reckon h h h he could t t t talk all day without a h h hitch." "Whar do we sleep to-night, with some of the neighbors?" Laz inquired, and Foster laughed.
Sim walked to the church door with Mag, and then in observance of established customs, sauntered off, happening to stroll in the direction of Laz. Margaret appealed to Jasper. "Don't you let 'em have no trouble here. If you do, I won't let you have no peace fur a month." "Don't expect to have none nohow," the old man drawled. Sim came along and Laz stepped forth to meet him.
"What! as if he belonged to you? Then I reckon I better not let you have him. You must do better than that, Laz. An' say, don't furgit to fetch him back." "Oh, I never furgit nuthin'. Good-day." Margaret hastened to the window and called after him: "Oh, Laz. We air goin' to kill a sheep to-morrer. Tell yo' mother we'll send her over a hindquarter."
And never is he thrice armed unless his quarrel is just. Laz came back to the window and spoke and the old man started and looked toward him. "Jasper, I have hearn that Lije Peters is about to be app'inted deputy marshal." "Yes, Laz, that's the news a stirrin'." Behind the lout's countenance a light was gradually turned up.
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