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We'll have one good time, an' we won't come home until in the evenin'. We'll see Faneuil Hall an' Bunker Hill, an' you shall buy a new cap, an' ride in the subway. If there's a preachin' service we'll go ter that. They have 'em sometimes weekdays, ye know." "Oh, Hezekiah, we couldn't!" gasped the little old woman. "Pooh! 'Course we could. Listen!"
"Bud, you've got ter go ter town, so's they'll believe thet story. Don't come back hyar no more. Them fellers'll ride back before sundown. They suspicions somethin' an' they'll jest about slip back ter make shore. I'll take this feller an' lay out in the timber tell night. Here, give me a lift." The two of them raised me, still gagged, and carried me down the stairs.
Thar's a sperit that some of us hes fostered hyar, and hit'll go on jest ther same without us hit's a bigger thing then any man, an' hit's goin' ter dog ye till hit gits ye all every sneakin' mother's son an' every murderin' man-jack of yore sorry outfit!
Dey would sing en chant all de way fum de chuch ter de river en sum ob de members would be ovuhkum wid 'ligious feelin' en dey would hop up en down, singin' en shoutin' all de time, or may be dey would start ter runnin' down de street en de brethern would hab ter run dem down en bring dem back." "We useter hav' dem champ meetin's en dey wuz "honeys," en I enjoy dem too.
Then she went down-stairs and there was a strange, exalted look upon her sweet face. "Unavella," she cried softly, "I have found the sunlight, for I can say 'The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD." "Oh, Miss Di-an!" wailed Unavella, "I b'lieve you're goin' ter die an' be an angul afore the moon changes!"
"Thar's two critters down in the crick bottom. I reckon thet Kirby an' Gaskins must'r tied 'em thar." "Good; then you will go; you agree with me?" "Thar ain't nuthin' else fer me ter do hangin' ain't never bin no hobby o' mine. As I understand it, this Gaskins wus one o' these yere militia men.
He had half intended to disregard the stranger's declination of his invitation, and stable the creature. Then he shook his head slowly; the mystery that hung about the new-comer was not reassuring. "A heap o' wuthless cattle 'mongst them valley men," he said; for the war had been in some sort an education to his simplicity. "Let him stay whar the cunnel expected him ter stay.
"You don't mean ter say you expect anything for that?" said the deacon in a tone of surprise. "Yes I do," said Andy. "I can't work an hour and a half for nothing." "I didn't expect to pay for such a trifle," said the old man, fumbling in his pocket. Finally he brought out two cents, one of the kind popularly known as bung-towns, which are not generally recognized as true currency.
"Just drop back, Rube, and tell Nick ter close up the ranks." Still riding forward at an easy pace, he gave no sign that he had seen anything unusual.
"Miss Milly an' Marse Bob ain't said nothin' 'bout Miss Ann leavin'. Fac' is Miss Milly lef' word fer me ter dish up a good dinner fer Miss Ann whilst they wa' away an' serve it on a tray bein' as she wa' all alone." "Well, I 'low we'll be settin' down in the dinin'-room at the house pawty come dinner time," declared the old man, veiled insolence in his tone.
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