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Looks like there might be trouble in these parts before long." "What sort of trouble?" "It's this-a-way," broke in the Honorable William Jones. "The jedge an' I laid off at Cairo when you-all went on through. Next day, along comes a steamer from up-river, an' she's full of northern men, headed west; a damned sight more like a fightin' army than so many settlers.
They played the game this-a-way. Lodgers at the House of Natur often overslep themselves couldn't wake up. There was a sign down on the river bank, jest under the cave 'Wilson's Liquor Vault and House for Entertainment. The durn fool farmers comin' down the river with their produce had a cur'osity to see what the plague a vault was like and how Wilson's liquor tasted.
Likely you've hearn tales, an' likely they was mostly lies. You see, it was this-a-way: Me an' my wife owned land j'inin'. The Turkey Track Minin' Company they found coal on it, an' was wishful to buy. Her an' me wasn't wed then, but we was about to be, an' we j'ined in fer to sell the land an' go West."
Now we've got to walk all the way home," wailed Emma. "'Con-centrate, little one," advised Hippy. "Never mind 'bout the hosses. We-uns'll fix ye up. Spurgeon and Lum Bates got er-way. They come this-a-way an' Ah reckon they're hidin' in a cave. Shore they ain't in that place where you was?" demanded Jed. "If ye ain't sartin, better look an' see. We'll be goin' through t'other holes right smart.
I never do have no luck," said Tom. "If it rained soup I wouldn't have no spoon, and a hole in my hat. "Well, it was this-a-way: I was riding right along yonder, making for the ranch house, and not thinking of nothing not a thing!
Well, now we know that he is not up this-a-way, 'twill be but a small matter to paddle down and hunt him up in his hiding-place." "Does Master Hutter think it necessary to burrow on this lake?" inquired Deerslayer, as he followed his companion into the canoe; "to my eye it is such a solitude as one might open his whole soul in, and fear no one to disarrange his thoughts or his worship."
"That moccasin must be had, or Floating Tom will keep off, here, at arm's length, till the hearth cools in his cabin. It's but a little deerskin, a'ter all, and cut this-a-way or that-a-way, it's not a skear-crow to frighten true hunters from their game. What say you, Sarpent, shall you or I canoe it?" "Let red man go. Better eyes than pale-face know Huron trick better, too."
"If the prairie platter is smoking with a buffaloe's hump, I answer, No," interrupted the luxurious bee-hunter. "Ay, boy, you have tasted, and you feel the genuine reasoning of the thing! But the herd is heading a little this-a-way, and it behoves us to make ready for their visit.
Dan, I was mighty proud ye wouldn't have it I wanted to give it to ye this-a-way. I don't know as I've got any rights on Euola's money. I reckon I mought ax you fer to take it to her, ef so be you could find her. My half you kin have it, an' welcome." Fear was in Kerry's heart. "An' what'll you be doin'?" he inquired, huskily. "Me?" asked Andy, listlessly.
"Yes'm, abaout the hills." Then, fortunately for both, his youth made up in directness what it lacked in finesse. "It's this-a-way, Miss Sally," he blurted savagely, "Ole Bruce Grierson is dead an' Mist' Steerin' owns the Tigmores." Her face shone with joy. "But, Piney, boy, where's the trouble in that? When did Mr. Grierson die? That's not trouble even for him, Piney. He was a weary old man.
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