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Updated: June 13, 2025
When he got up to come out to de office in de yard, whar he slept, he stooped down an' kissed 'im jes' like he wuz a baby layin' dyar in de bed, an' he'd hardly let ole missis go at all. I knowed some'n wuz up, an' nex' mawnin' I called 'im early befo' light, like he tole me, an' he dressed an' come out pres'n'y jes' like he wuz goin' to chu'ch.
I nussed him through his sickness as well as I could, an' attended to every wish he had till he passed away. Now, you know some'n' else, Sally. You know why I never put up no rock at his grave. The neighbors has had a lots to say about that one thing most of 'em sayin' I was too stingy to pay fer it, but it wasn't that, darlin'. It was jest beca'se I had too much woman pride.
The preacher she sent away off for, because she was bound to git some'n extra, was installed at the hotel. He is a wheel-hoss; he dressed as fine as a fiddle, with a plug-hat and dashboard shoes, and had a long jimswinger coat that come to his knees.
My Lord, that man'll see the day he'll wish he'd never laid eyes on Wambush." "I hain't in entire sympathy with Toot." It was Dill's voice. "That is to say, not entire!" "Well, don't say so, ef you know what's good fer you." "Oh, it's a free country, I reckon." "Don't you believe it!" "What's Toot gwine to do?" "I don't know, but he'll hatch out some'n."
Once she said, sez she, 'I'm goin' back to put a grave-rock over Jasper's remains, an' then I remembered folks said she wus too stingy to do that when Dawson died. She looked like she wanted to talk about you, but I didn't feel called on to fetch up the subject. After awhile she went out to the wagon whar her carpet-bag wus, an' got up in one o' the cheers an' begun to stitch on some'n.
I know she'd hate to have the little thing keep anybody awake." "Sh! not yit, for the Lord's sake, not yit!" Wrinkle whispered, as he slid along, to the bewildered mother. "Don't spile it all." "Well, let's go back on the porch," Henley said. "I've got some'n to show you. What you reckon I've got in my bundle? Come take a look."
I wus puzzled right sharp, fer it wus a Sunday, an' it looked like a funny thing fer a body to do, but atter awhile she come to me with some'n wrapped up in a paper I'll show it to you in a minute an' give it to me. It was a pair uv her best knit wool socks. You know some old women think it's a mark o' great respect to give a pair o' socks to anybody that they've knit the'rselves.
His ha'nt 'ud ride with me every time I passed over the Hawkbill." "Bill Washburn's in thar," said a man in the edge of the crowd. "I seed 'im run in as we rid up." The leader, who sat on a restive horse near Westerfelt, called out: "Hello in thar, Bill Washburn; git out some'n to put yore man on. Hurry up, ur we'll take you along to see the fun."
Then he spat, and delivered himself of this: "I'll bet I kin make a powerful good guess at what that feller wanted to see you about." Westerfelt smiled good-naturedly. He felt irresistibly drawn towards the old man. "Do you think you could, Mr. Hunter?" "I'd bet a ten-acre lot agin a ginger-cake. An' I'll bet some'n else; I'll bet ten dollars 'gin a nickel that Cap.
I never saw her so cheerful. She's been runnin' on in the kitchen like a fifteen-year-old child. I declare I can't keep from liking her. You must a-told her some'n about Toot Wambush." "I did," admitted Harriet. "Mother, I've been standing in her way. I believe he likes her, and will marry her now that I have given him his last answer." "Do you really, daughter?"
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