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Hev you-uns got any aigs!" She sprang up, and, standing on agile tiptoe, peered without ceremony into their wagon. Instantly she recoiled with a cry of horrified reproach. "Thar 's ants in yer short-sweetenin'! How could you-uns let sechez that happen!" "Oh, surely not," exclaimed Purcell, hastening to her side. But the fact could not be gainsaid; the neglected sugar was spoiled.
She waved him away, the pipe in her hand. "Tumble into yo' bunks," she ordered. "Old Mag doesn't sleep hasn't slept for more years than you-uns are bo'n already. That is why she knows more than others yes! The spirits of the night come and whisper to her while she stays awake." "Arrah! D'ye hear that now?" whispered Irish Jemmy hoarsely. "'Tis as much as our lives are worth to stay here."
"I'm Sandy Moogs my dad's a woodchopper workin' now up yonder 'bout three miles tree fell on him broke his leg, he reckons in a heap o' pain can't hardly crawl knowed you-uns was at Cabin Point sent me to git help he sez as how he'll bleed to death by mawnin' if he ain't helped I hopes as how you'll kim along with me he's my dad, you know!"
Rufe readjusted his head-gear, and ceasing his impolite researches into the mule's age, came up to the other two boys. Tim had paused by the shed, and leaning upon the rifle, began to talk. "I war a-passin' by, an' I thought I'd drap in on ye." "Hev you-uns hearn from Nate since he hev been gone away?" demanded Birt anxiously. "He hev come home," responded Tim. "When did he git home?"
He lef' this letter fur you-uns at our house, 'lowin' ez I would fetch it over." Selwyn sat silent for a moment. He felt that severe reprehension and distrust which a man of business always manifests upon even the most trifling interference with his vested rights in his own mail matter. The rural method of aiding in distributing the mail was peculiarly unpalatable to him.
"Warn't you-uns apologizin' ter me t'other day fur not bein' a nephew 'stiddier a niece? Looked sorter like a nephew ter-night." She shook her head, covered now only with its own charming tresses waving in thick undulations to the coil at the nape of her neck a trifle dishevelled from the rude haste with which the cap had been torn off.
He deliberately put on his hat, walked up to his honor, and said, "I say, jedge, I reckon you fellers 'ill give me 'nough money to ride hum an' pay fer my grub, 'cause 'tain't fair, noway. You fetched me clar down yere, footin' it the hull way, an' now you're lettin' me off an' tellin' me to foot it back. 'Tain't fair, noway. You-uns oughter pay me fer it."
Ty Sudley, divided between wrath toward Nehemiah and quaking anxiety for the dangers that Leander had been constrained to run ex post facto tremors, but none the less acute felt moved now and then to complacence in his prodigy. "So 'twar you-uns ez war smart enough ter slam the furnace door an' throw the whole place inter darkness! That saved them moonshiners and raiders from killin' each other.
They reached the house, and the door opened, and a tall, unpleasant-looking woman appeared and greeted the men. "Good luck, eh?" she remarked briefly. "Sure. Don't we always have good luck?" responded Watts. "Is supper ready?" "Yes. You-uns better come in before you opens them boxes," said the woman. "All right." Passing on, the wagon came at last to a halt before a good-sized barn.
It was plain that he was altogether unprepared for the event when they came slouching forth to the wagon, and the stalwart and red-faced driver, with no manifestation of surprise, hailed him as he still crouched in his lurking-place. "Hello, stranger! Warn't that you-uns runnin' arter the wagon a piece back yonder jes a while ago?"
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