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"Edwards Dick and Lucy man and wife, six hundred dollars; wench Polly and two children six hundred for her or her head. "I'm jest a runnin' over our business, to see if we can take up this yer handily. Loker," he said, after a pause, "we must set Adams and Springer on the track of these yer; they've been booked some time." "They'll charge too much," said Tom.
As He walked his horse for awhile beside Tom Loker who had groomed his horse the night before, he told him what the squire had said about his joining the militia. "Did he now?" said Tom. "Then my place will be open for me when I return. We'll be back time enough to help run in that beef and pork into the fort, won't we, Sandy?"
'I suppose that fellow George and the girl Eliza are here, he said, in a sulky voice, after a few minutes' silence. 'Yes, they are, said the old lady. 'They had better get away across the lake, said Tom Loker, 'the quicker the better. 'Very likely they will do so, said the old lady, calmly going on with her knitting.
Stowe conceived the thrilling episode of the fugitives' escape from Tom Loker and Marks in "Uncle Tom's Cabin." An amusing and at the same time most interesting account of her struggles to accomplish literary work amid her distracting domestic duties at this time is furnished by the letter of one of her intimate friends, who writes: "It was my good fortune to number Mrs.
Breakfast was served in the huge kitchen, the squire, his guest, his children, and the hired men all sitting at the same table, like a feudal lord, with his men-at-arms, in an old baronial hall. "Father," said Zenas, "Tom Loker and Sandy McKay have gone off with the militia. They went to the village last night and signed the muster-roll.
"An't it enough we catch the boy for ye?" said Loker. "What do ye want?" "Wal," said Haley, "if I gives you the job, it's worth something, say ten per cent. on the profits, expenses paid." "Now," said Loker, with a tremendous oath, and striking the table with his heavy fist, "don't I know you, Dan Haley? Don't you think to come it over me!
"If I find the young un, I'll bring him on to Cincinnati, and leave him at Granny Belcher's, on the landing," said Loker. Marks had got from his pocket a greasy pocket-book, and taking a long paper from thence, he sat down, and fixing his keen black eyes on it, began mumbling over its contents: "Barnes Shelby County boy Jim, three hundred dollars for him, dead or alive.
Zenas, crouched by the chimney-jamb, roasting chestnuts and "popping" corn; Sandy, with the characteristic thrift of his countrymen, set about repairing a broken whip-stock and fitting it with a new lash; Tom Loker idly whittled a stick, and Miss Katharine drew up her low rocking-chair beside her father, and proceeded to nimbly knit a stout-ribbed stocking, intended for his comfort for girls in those days knew how to knit, ay, and card the wool and spin the yarn too.
Neck or nothing, we must go with him," said Tom. "I s'pose you've got good dogs," said Haley. "First rate," said Marks. "But what's the use? you han't got nothin' o' hers to smell on." "Yes, I have," said Haley, triumphantly. "Here's her shawl she left on the bed in her hurry; she left her bonnet, too." "That ar's lucky," said Loker; "fork over."
"And send them back quicker than they came," exclaimed Zenas, with some more hard words of boyish petulance. "We must help to send them, eh, Sandy?" said Tom Loker. "Ay, please God," devoutly answered Mr. McKay. "I doubt na He will break them in pieces like a potter's vessel a vessel fitted for destruction."
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