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He returned to the Conference to find that the debate was in full swing, and that Davie Donaldson, was laying about him in vigorous style, denouncing the leaders for recommending the terms to the men, and telling them that the "wee chocolate-moothed Chancellor had again diddled them." But he felt no interest in Davie's denunciation, and could not smile at his picturesque language.
"Hoh hoh 'fraid-cat 'fraid-cat!" laughed both boys, hopping about in glee, and singing over and over, "Fraid-cat 'fraid-cat!" Joel clenched his little brown hands together tightly. It was hard work not to fly at them and pommel away. "But Davie's ankle dear dear!" So he held his breath and kept still.
But now, Janet, canna ye gie us something for supper? 'Ou ay, sir, I'll brander the moor-fowl that John Heatherblutter brought in this morning; and ye see puir Davie's roasting the black hen's eggs. I daur say, Mr.
Sumter's corps, near Rocky Mount, had been put to flight by Tarleton, Gates had fled the State, and only Davie's men were left between the army of Cornwallis and Charlotte, North Carolina. Had the British General pressed on into the State, North Carolina must have inevitably fallen into the hands of the enemy.
Ignorant though Davie was, and hopelessly incompetent as an officer, he had a certain kindly tolerance, increased, perhaps, by his own recent difficulties, that made him more approachable than any other man in the cabin. After a time he added, "I cal'ate I got to tell the captain." Davie's manner implied that he was taking us into his confidence.
Butler was not only a man of stanch Presbyterian principles, but was also willing to avoid giving pain to his old friend by disputing upon points of little importance; and therefore he might have hoped to have come like fine gold out of the furnace of Davie's interrogatories.
It is needless to say the boy was extravagantly loved and spoiled. Whatever Davie's youth had missed, he strove to procure for "Little Sandy." Many an extra hour he worked for this unselfish end. Life itself became to him only an implement with which to toil for his boy's pleasure and advantage. It was a common-place existence enough, and yet through it ran one golden thread of romance.
But his was the way of a weak man; at Davie's challenge he instantly made up his mind not to do what was desired, and having set himself on record thus, his mulish obstinacy held him to his decision in spite of whatever better judgment he may have had. "Not I!" he cried. "Toss him over to suit yourself." When an angry murmur rose on every side, he faced about again.
And Davie's thin, childlike face had an inquiry in it that Sandy very well understood. "No, no, father, no further on this road, please God!" Then he hailed a passing car, and put the old man tenderly in it, and resolutely turned his back upon the hated point to which he had been going. Of course he thought of Sallie as they rode home, and the children and the trouble there was likely to be.
Pepper had gone over to Grandma Bascom's the old lady having been sick for a day or two and been caught there by the sudden shower, "and should see you, you'd feel badly, Joey." At the mention of Mamsie, Joel's grasp on Davie's arm dropped, and he slunk back. Then Ben pulled him into a place next to him, quiet was restored, and Polly was soon launched on one of her wonderful stories, "Mr.
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