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The woman folded her child to her bosom, and walked firmly and swiftly away. The man stood and looked after her. “Shelby, now, mebbe won’t think this yer the most neighborly thing in the world; but what’s a feller to do? If he catches one of my gals in the same fix, he’s welcome to pay back. Somehow I never could see no kind o’ critter a-strivin’ and pantin’, and trying to clar theirselves, with the dogs arter ‘em, and go agin ‘em. Besides, I don’t see no kind of ‘casion for me to be hunter and catcher for other folks, neither.” So spoke this poor, heathenish Kentuckian, who had not been instructed in his constitutional relations, and consequently was betrayed into acting in a sort of Christianized manner, which, if he had been better situated and more enlightened, he would not have been left to do. Haley had stood a perfectly amazed spectator of the scene, till Eliza had disap- peared up the bank, when he turned a blank, inquiring look on Sam and Andy. “That ar was a tol’able fair stroke of business,” said Sam. “The gal’s got seven devils in her, I believe!” said Haley. “How like a wildcat she jumped!” “Wal, now,” said Sam, scratching his head, “I hope Mas’r’ll ‘scuse us tryin’ dat ar road. Don’t think I feel spry enough for dat ar, no way!” and Sam gave a hoarse chuckle. “You laugh!” said the trader with a growl. |
