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Updated: May 9, 2025
"What of it? Don't you learn well enough, over at the school?" "More dar like me. Wot'd I do in a place whar all de res' was w'ite?" "Well as anybody." "Wot'll my mudder say, w'en she gits de news? You isn't a-jokin', is you, Dab Kinzer?" "Joking? I guess not." "You's lit onto me powerful sudden 'bout dis. Yonder's Ford an' Frank a-comin'. Don't tell 'em. Not jes' yit." "They know all about it.
"That's so," assented Robert. "I know'd Miss Nancy's fadder and mudder. Dey war mighty rich. Some ob de real big bugs. Marse Jim used to know dem, an' come ober ter de plantation, an' eat an' drink wen he got ready, an' stay as long as he choose. Ole Cousins used to have wine at dere table ebery day, an' Marse Jim war mighty fon' ob dat wine, an' sometimes he would drink till he got quite boozy.
De reason I get idea like dat, is this way: When I'm be little boy and sit in de kitchen and see my mudder bake de bread, and boil de puddin', and rost de meat, I'm say to myself, many time, 'Ovide, you can do little easy ting like dat, just so well as she can. I'm ax my mudder, too, many time to let me try and mak de dinner, but she laugh loud and say, 'Ovide, you just lak all de boys and lots of men too, for dey all tink dat it's just so easy for de woman to cook de food as it is for dem to eat it. And den she laugh some more, and say dat all de men tink dat what de womans do is noting at all."
Jack was speedily released, and the party of three left the lonely mountain cabin and started across the country for the Ruthven plantation. "Yo' mudder will be tickled to see yo'," remarked Old Ben, as they trudged along. "She was worried to death ober yo' absence." "After this I will see to it that they don't get me again," replied our hero.
But she warned him, when his clothing was dry, that he must be more careful when he was playing about the water. "An' yo' got to tell yo' mudder and daddy about it," she instructed Russ. "Don't never hide nothin' from 'em." "Oh, we don't!" Rose broke in. "We always tell Mother and Daddy everything." "That's what I tell my Philly and Ally and Frane, Junior. Always must tell they parents."
"Well, they calls me some mighty mean names sometimes; but my real, honest-to-goodness name is Inez. Me mudder was a Gypsy Queen and me fadder was boss of a section gang on de railroad somewhere. He went off and me mudder died, and I been livin' with me aunt. She's good enough when she ain't got a bottle by her, and me and her kids have good times. But I gotter rustle for me own grub.
Next ground hop you'll be wearin' silk stockin's and high-heeled shoes. How's the old man? Still mad?" "He don't speak to me no more. My mudder says I am a big fool." "She does? Well, you tell her I think you're just getting sensible." She smiled again, and there was a subtle quality in the mixture of boldness and timidity of her manner. His praise was so sweet and stimulating.
"I knew we could all have a grand time here and not be a bother to mudder, or Huldah or anyone, and it seemed too bad for this nice house to be empty, and no one anywhere else wanting us." I felt my first gleam of pity for a Polydore and wiped Diogenes' dirty, moist face carefully with my handkerchief. "So I went home and told Huldah I had come after the boys to take them back with me."
He had made several trips along the shore, and had discovered places where boats and canoes were hauled up, but some were too large and heavy, and others too small. At last he said that he had found one of a proper size to hold five persons, and provisions and water sufficient to last them for a week or ten days. "Five persons!" exclaimed Owen. "Yes, cappen. Mudder says she go too.
You see our own father and mother don't want to be bothered with us and they went away and left us, and so we are living with mudder the same as if we were really her adopted children, and if her own would have been worth five thousand per to you, I think her adopted children ought to be worth half as much anyway, so it would only be fair to send her a check for $12,500 anyway, and if you are a good sport like the kids said you were, you'll send back her check.
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