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Updated: May 14, 2025
We were clattering up the turnpike while Ump was speaking. All at once, rising out of the far away hills, I heard a voice begin to bellow: "They put John on the island. Fare ye well, fare ye well. An' they put him there to starve him. Fare ye well, fare ye well."
"He lost a lot of sleep last night," responded Ump. "When a feller travels with the devil in the night, he can't work with the Lord in the day." "He hasn't been at it long," said I, pointing to the faint smoke hovering above the chimney; "or the fire would be out." "Right," said Ump. "An, that's a horse of another colour. I think I shall take a look."
There was not light enough to see very clearly, so we struck matches and got down on the bank to study the details of the tracks. I saw that the horse had been one of medium size, a saddle horse, shod with a "store" shoe, remodelled by some smith. But this knowledge gave no especial light. Ump and Jud lay on their bellies with their noses to the earth searching the shoe marks.
He explained that he had to show mummy "eaps of things" the two new kittens, the "edge-sparrer's nest," and the "ump they'd made in the churchyard over old Tom Collins from the parish ouses," the sore place on the pony's shoulder, the "ole that mummy's orse had kicked in the stable door," and a host of other curiosities.
Both Ump and Jud rode down to meet me. El Mahdi shook the clinging water from his hide and resumed his attitude of careless indifference. "Great fathers!" exclaimed Jud, looking the horse over, "you ain't turned a hair on him. He ain't even blowed. It must be easy swimmin'." "Don't fool yourself," said the hunchback. "You can't depend on that horse. He'd let on it was easy if it busted a girt."
'Twere just loike a circus procession lorries and guns and we soldjers all a-mixed up. And some of the harses went cruel lame and had to be left behind." "That they did," said a small man in the 19th Hussars who was obviously a Londoner. He was slightly bow-legged and moved with the deliberate gait of the cavalryman on his feet. "Me 'orse got the blooming 'ump with corns."
The hunchback turned around in his blue coat without disturbing the swallowtails lying against his legs. "Is Jud right?" he said. I nodded my head. "An' you didn't look?" Again I nodded. "Quiller," cried Ump, "do you know how that way of talkin' started? The devil was the daddy of it.
"Then Ump 'ill have to stand over him," replied Jud. "Damn it," cried the hunchback, striking his clenched right hand into the palm of his left, "ain't I stood over every one of the shirkin' pot-wallopers from the mountains to the Gauley an' showed him how to shoe a horse, an' told him over an' over just what to do an' how to do it, an' put my finger on the place? An' by God!
There was a pretty substantial fence around that barnyard, but Ole didn't wait to find the gate. He came through the fence not very far from us. He was conversing under that mangled pillowslip, and we heard fragments sounding like this: "Purty soon Aye gat yu yu spindle-shank, vite-face, skagaroot-smokin' dudes! Ugh ump!" here he caromed off a tree.
I looked up sharply into the troubled face of the honest man. "How about the other cattle," I faltered; "shall we get them?" "Who went for them?" he asked. "Ump," I replied; "he left us at the crossroads." The man took his watch out of his pocket and studied for a moment. "Yes," he said, "you will get them." It was put like some confident opinion based upon the arrival of an event.
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