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"Nuthin' crazy thar 'ceptin' you-uns! one fool gal that's all!" said her grandmother, with her knitting-needles and her spectacles glittering in the firelight. "That is a pest camp. Ye mought hev cotch the smallpox. I be lookm' fur ye ter break out with it any day.
Another gleam of alarm and then a fine, awesome courage. Robelia stared in panic. "The nearest white mud marl in the State, Robelia, is forty miles south of here." "Is d' dat so, mist'ess?" "Yes, and so you also are travellers, Euonymus." "Trav' y' yass'm, I I reckon you mought call us trav'luz, in a manneh, yass'm." "Well, my next town is thirty miles north of " "Nawth!"
"Why, Miss Ann, 'twas only yistiddy that young Marse Jeff Bucknor up an' made me a solemn promise that you wouldn't never want fer nothin' so long as he mought live an' be able ter do fer you." "That's very sweet of him, Billy, but this isn't his home alone. His mother is the mistress here. I think we might go visit Mr. Big Josh Bucknor for a while.
But he passed the sleepers safely, and was soon beside his master. "How did you succeed in freeing yourself?" he asked. "Golly, I chawed 'em off!" he replied, with a suppressed chuckle. "Had a great notion of chawin' de tree off, so dat it mought fall on dem and broke dar necks." "'Sh! you are making too much noise," admonished Leland, in a guarded whisper. "Shall I eat up your cords?"
"Hain't ye got no guess whar he be gone?" asked Birt, dismayed by this strange new complication. "Waal, I hev been studyin' it out ez Nate mought hev rid ter Parch Corn, whar his great-uncle, Joshua Peters, lives him that merried my aunt, Melissy Baker, ez war a widder then, though born a Scruggs.
You should be discreet. There's a big floating vote in this district, and you can float still more into it if you go about it the right way." The Colonel looked curiously into Dennie's ingenuous blue eyes, and said with an indifferent air, "Ye mought be right, and then agin ye moughtn't." "Oh, certainly, we don't know as much before election as we do after." "Is yer mind workin', Dennie?
I take pride, sir, in makin' this apology. An' I says: 'I be a' illit'rate, humble man, Mr. Markham; but I will venture the liberty to tell ye ez ye mought take mo' pride in givin' no occasion fur apologies ter poverty. Them fellers standin' aroun' jes' laffed.
"Well, we can git him all right. I heerd that they was a-lookin' fer us an' was goin' to ketch us if they could." "I wish I knowed that was so," said Daws with an oath. "Nary a one of 'em would git away alive if I just knowed it was so. But we'll git CAPTAIN Chad Buford, shore as hell! You go tell the boys to guard the Gap ter-night. They mought come through afore day."
And, thereupon, Dolph and Rube wanted to go after them, but the tall brother stopped them with a word. "That's about all they're fit fer," he said, contemptuously, and he turned to Chad. "Whar you from, little man, an' whar you goin', an' what mought yo' name be?" Chad told his name, and where he was from, and stopped. "Whar you goin'?" said Tom again, without a word or look of comment.
Him and t'other 'Change officers is over ter the plantation beyont Miss Grover's. Foller the bridle-path through the timber, and keep your rag a-flyin', fur our boys is thicker 'n huckelberries in them woods, and they mought pop ye, ef they didn't seed it." Thanking him, we turned our horses into the "timber," and, galloping rapidly on, soon came in sight of the deserted plantation.
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