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Don't come back ef ye heah shootin', but keep straight on, fur we kin take keer o' this crowd without enny help. glen, you sasshay up the mounting thar ez fast ez the Lord'll let ye. I'll be arter ye right spry." All sped away as directed. Fortner had been loading his gun while speaking.
But there was a man named Fink who kept a store at the Crossing a man of many nationalities, tongues, interests, and ways of thinking. "No use to ask them Mexicans," he said to Sandridge. "They're afraid to tell. This hombre they call the Kid Goodall is his name, ain't it? he's been in my store once or twice. I have an idea you might run across him at but I guess I don't keer to say, myself.
"I don't keer if she did, dat don't make yer housekeeper any more'n stolen feathers makes a jackdaw an eagle." "Now, ladies, ladies!" pleaded Dolf, fearful of the extent to which the tempest might reach if not checked in time. "Don't let us conflusticate dese little seasons of union by savagerousnesses; don't, I beg." "Den her leave me alone," sniffled Vic.
"I'll take keer o' him; I'll set up nights 'ith him. Can't you splint it? Ain't there nothin' we kin do fo' him?" "Only one thing, Mose," said Old Man Curry. "It's a kindness, I reckon." He passed the bridle to the uniformed stranger. "Don't be too long about it," said he. The colt, gentle and obedient to the last, hobbled off the track toward a sheltering grove of trees near the upper turn.
When I wuz 'bout sixteen, 'long comes Mr. Rogers, an' I didn't keer nothin' more 'bout school. So Mason an' me wuz married, an' moved up to Kaintuck. Thet fust wintah, while we wuz a-livin' in the fort, Mason he broke his laig out huntin', an' while he wuz laid up a spaill, he l'arned me to read an' write an' ciphah some.
Ain't you boys got ary bettah sense than to clinch like wildcats?" he demanded, jerking one of the horses away by the bridle. "No, you don't, Phil. I'll take keer of this gun for the present." It was noticeable that Beauchamp Lee's speech grew more after the manner of the plantations when he became excited.
The rebel emptied the cup into a little bag, carefully scrutinizing the stream as it ran in. It was all fine, fragrant, roasted and ground coffee. "Lord, thar's enough t' last me a month with keer," said the rebel, gazing unctuously at the rich brown grains. "I won't use more'n a spoonful a day, an' bile hit over twice. Yank, here's yer terbacker. I've made a good trade.
"Bad luck ter see them sort," he volunteered, solemnly. "Blame glad it warn't me es see it, an' I don't know as I keer much right now 'bout keepin' company with ye fer very long. However, I reckon if either of us calculates on doin' much ridin' ternight, we better stop foolin' with ghosts, an' go ter saddlin' up."
His wife, after being the mother of eleven children, who now supported Joe in his drunkenness, had passed away. Then Joe burst into tears. "What's up, Joe?" asked Jud kindly. "Liza's dead," he wailed. "Why, she's been dead a year," said Jud. "Don't keer, Jud I'm jes' jes' beginnin' to feel it now" and he wept afresh. It was too much for Charley Biggers, and he also wept.
At the mention of "Marster William," who was looked upon as a great man, but a dead one, the little negroes gathered around, and one of them, our old friend, Bobaway, said, "Oh, Laddy, I hope ’tis Marster William, for Marster Josh’ll be so tickled that he won’t keer if we don’t do nothin’ for a week; and I needn’t milk the little heifer, nuther! Oh, good, good!"
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