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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Well," said the Red Un, wiggling his legs nervously, "you'd have to feed me, wouldn't you? And I might as well work for my keep." This being a fundamental truth on which most economics and all governments are founded, and the Captain having a boy of his own at home, he gave a grudging consent, for the sake of discipline, to the Red Un's working for his keep as the Chief's boy, and left.
The women of the village stand at their doors, and watch the men go off to the meeting, and then comment to each other concerning it. "I ain't no patience wi' 'em, Mrs. Haden," said one of a group of neighbours who had gathered in front of her house; "I don't hold by strikes. I have gone through three of 'em, bad un's, besides a score of small un's, and I never knowed good come on 'em.
"Yassir, boss I done seen two o' dem go in dar!" replied a wisp of a negro boy, rolling wide eye-whites in fright, and wedged in among the hulking posse. "Well, this 'un's all I seen!" protested the night watchman, "an' you betcher I looked about mighty keerful ... wot time did you see 'um break in?" turning to the negro child. "Jes' at daylight, boss!" "An' wot was you-all a-doin' down hee-ar?"
"How could you be unkind to her?" said Helen, in a voice of dismay. "Polly, dear, do shut that window again, or you will have a sore throat. How could you be unkind to poor little Fly, Poll, when she is so devoted to you?" "The very reason," said Polly. "She'd never have gone over to you if I hadn't. I saw rebellion in that young 'un's eye that was why I called her out.
"Dem names wuz gun ter 'em by ole Marse Dugal' McAdoo, wat I use' ter b'long ter, en' dey use' ter b'long ter. Marse Dugal' named all de babies w'at wuz bawn on de plantation. Dese young un's mammy wanted ter call 'em sump'n plain en' simple, like 'Rastus' er 'Cæsar' er 'George Wash'n'ton; but ole Marse say no, he want all de niggers on his place ter hab diffe'nt names, so he kin tell 'em apart.
The Red Un was the Chief Engineer's boy and rather more impressive than the Chief, who was apt to decry his own greatness. It was the Red Un's duty to look after the Chief, carry in his meals, make his bed, run errands, and remind him to get his hair cut now and then.
'Sivin an' a quarter minutes of a round, said the master of the ceremonies; 'an' a pretty bit o' fightin. Theed'st best get ready, turning to Paul. 'The little un's pumped. He'll ask for a second helpin', but that'll finish him. The prophecy was realized, and Paul found himself in a brief space of time standing hand in hand with Master Tonks, and looking him squarely in the eye.
I'll vait below till you're ready. Come along, Punch, an' jine yer old pal in the kitchen till the noo 'un's ready." After breakfast we three hurried out and wended our way eastward. As the morning was unusually fine I diverged towards one of the more fashionable localities to deliver a note with which I had been charged.
After a moment she was restless again, and we went out on the porch. We could hear Susie Sweetapple messing about in her kitchen, whose destinies she again cheerfully controls, and presently some men came down the road, carrying a bed. "'Un says he've got ter have his bed at Frenchy's," one of them explained to me. "'Un's scared to give the diphtherias ter Sammy's young 'uns."
An' it's a sap as follows the bad un's feet, Hal follows the bad un's feet wheresomever they goes; it's a sap as goes slippin' thro' the dews o' the grass on the brightest mornin', an' dodges round the trees in the sweetest evenin', an' goes wriggle, wriggle across the brook jis' when you wants to enjoy yourself, jis' when you wants to stay a bit on the steppin'-stuns to enjoy the sight o' the dear little minnows a-shootin' atween the water-creases.
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