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Them girls give yeou up so easy, 'cause they never loved yeou, an' yeou give them up 'cause you only thought abaout their looks an' money. I'm humly, an' I'm poor; but I've loved yeou ever sence we went a-nuttin' years ago, an' yeou shook daown fer me, kerried my bag, and kissed me tew the gate, when all the others shunned me, 'cause my father drank an' I was shabby dressed, ugly, an' shy.
But what I liked most war the three wrote by a Cooper feller he warn't no kin ter our Coopers, Ruth says called 'The Last of the Mohigans. That Injun, Uncas, war a man, I tell yeou! Thar war some poetry I liked mighty well, too. Ruth says all of 'em wouldn't take up so much room, if 'twarn't fer the blind writin'." "Do you remember much of those books?" she asked. "'Member much!
"Naow hold up y'r hands, yeou fellah," he said, "'n' keep 'em up, while this man puts the rope raound y'r wrists." Dick felt himself helpless, and, rather than have his disabled arm roughly dealt with, held up his hands. Mr. Bernard did as Abel said; he was in a purely passive state, and obeyed orders like a child.
The fellow said he had gone over once on a raft, when the water was much higher. "An' would yeou b'lieve it," he added, "one o' them 'ere wimmen were boun' an' determined tew come wuth us." "Did she go?" asked Paul. "Neow yeou jus' bet she did." "Well, how did she act?" "I'll tell yeou straanger. I tol' her tew go astern an' hol' on hard tew th' stake.
"Oho!" said Dan, shuffling with the accordion round the backyard, ready to leap the fence if the enemy advanced. "Dad, you're welcome to your own judgment, but remember I've warned ye. Your own flesh an' blood ha' warned ye! 'Tain't any o' my fault ef you're mistook, but I'll be on deck to watch ye. An' ez fer yeou, Uncle Salters, Pharaoh's chief butler ain't in it 'longside o' you!
"Catch a Brixham trawler letting go of a free tow in a fog," said Moorshed listening. "But what in the world do you want him for?" I asked. "Oh, he'll came in handy later." "Was that your first collision?" "Yes." I shook hands with him in silence, and our tow hailed us. "Aie! yeou little man-o'-war!" The voice rose muffled and wailing. "After us've upped trawl, us'll be glad of a tow.
He was in a fury again, and dropped back into the old dialect "I hain't thinkin' of Miss Jane, nor nuthin' 'cept jest the place Ruth said I'd git ter fill, the man I'll make 'mongst the big men of the world! I'm the only one on airth as kin be as big as that, hain't I? Yeou hain't amountin' ter nuthin', air ye? Why shouldn't ye take my place afore the law?
"Where d'ye wanter go, Miss?" he whined, looking at her still more sharply out of his narrow eyes. "Yeou be a stranger here, eh?" "Yes, sir," admitted Ruth. "Where are you goin'?" asked the man again, and Ruth had enough Yankee blood in her to answer the query by asking: "Are you Mr. Jabez Potter?" "Me Jabez Potter?
'Hiram, sez she, 'ef yeou'll stay to hum, merry some smart girl, an' kerry on the farm, I'll leave yeou the hull er my fortin. Ef yeou don't, I'll leave every cent on't tew Siah, though he ain't done as waal by me as yeou hev.
Sam found the old man sitting by a small table, eating a frugal meal of beans and bread and coffee. "We found three old straps and some fence wire," said the youth. "What do you suppose they are worth?" "Well, I'm a poor man, I be," whined the old man. "I don't think yeou be goin' to rob a poor, old man." "Not at all," answered Sam, kindly. "How much do you want?"
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