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you'll get him back" said Polly
soothingly.
Gould you-all put me asho'?" In
quired Yancy, with sudden eagerness.
I'VE could, but we won't" said Cav
endish, in no uncertain tone.
why, la!-you'd perish!" exclaimed
Polly.
Are we far from where you-all
picked me up?"
Cavendish nodded. He did not like
to tell Yancy the distance they had
traversed.
where are you-all taking me?"
asked Yancy.
We'll, stranger, that's a question 1
can't answer offhand. The Tennessee
are a twister; mebby 1t will be Ken
lucky: mebby 1t will be Illinoy, and
mebby it will be down yonder on the
Mississippi Ny tribe like this way
of moving about, and it certainly IA
vors a body's legs"
How old was your nevvy?" inquired
Polly, reading the troubled look in
Yancys gray eyes.
Ten or thereabouts, ma'am. He
we're a heap of comfort to me and
the whisper on Yancy's lips was Won
derfully tender and wistful.
Just the age Of my Richard" said
Polly, her glance full of compassion
and pity.
Mr.. Cavendish essayed to speak, but
was forced to pause and clear his
throat. The allusion to Richard In
this connection having been almost
more than he could endure with
eauanimity When he was able to
put his thoughts into words, he said:
'I shore am distressed fo' you.
tried to leave you back yonder where
II found you, but no one knowed you
and you looked so near dead folks
wouldn't have it. What parts do you
come from?"
Moth Carolina. Me and my nevvy
was a-goin' into west Tennessee to a
place called Belle Plain, somewhere
near Memphis. We have friends
there" explained Yancy.
That settles it," cried Cavendish.
TT won't be Kentucky, and 1t won't
be Illinoy; I'll put yo' asho' at Mem
phis; mebby you'll find your nevvy
there after ALL"
That's the best. You lay still and
get yo' strength back as fast as you
can, and try not to worry-do now
Polly's voice was soft and wheedling.
81 reckon l been heap of bother to
you-all," said Yancy.
la, no." Polly assured him; you
amt been.
And now the six little Cavendish's
appeared on the scene. The pore gen.
tleman had come to-sho! He had got
his senses back-sho! he want goin
to die after all; he could talk. Sho!
body could hear him plain! Excited
beyond measure they scurried about IN
their futtering rags of nightgowns for
a sight and hearing of the pore gen.
tleman. They struggled madly to
climb over their parents, and failing
this-under them. But the opening
that served as a door to the shanty
being small, and being as 1t was COM
pletely stoppered by their father and
mother, who were in no mood to yield
an inch, they distributed themselves
in quest of convenient holes In the
bark edifce through which to peer at
the pore gentleman. And since the
number of youthful Cavendishes ex-
ceeded the number Of such holes, the
sound of lamentation and recrimina-
ton presently filled the morning air.
81 kin see the soles Of his feet!"
shrieked Keppel with passionate in
tensity, his small bleached eye glued
to a crack.
He was instantly ravished of the
sight by Henry.
You mean hateful thing!-just be-
cause you're bigger than KEEP" and
Constance fell on the spoiler. AS her
mothers right hand man she had
cuffed and slapped her way to a place
of power among the little brothers.
Mr. Cavendish appeared to allay
hostilities.
Il low I'll skin you if you don't
keep still! Dress!-the whole kit and
bilin' Of you!" he roared, and his man.
ner was quite as ferocious as his
words
| But the six little Cavendishes were
impressed by neither. They instantly
fastened on him like so many leeches.
What was the pore gentleman saying?
why couldn't they hear, too? Then
they'd keep still, sure they would!
Did he say he knowed who throwed
him in the river?
"I wonder, Connie, you amt able
to do more with these here children.
Seems like you ought to-a great big
girl like you," said Mr.. Cavendish, re-
duced to despair.
1T was Henry pickin' on Kep,"
cried Constance.
II found a crack and he took it away
from me!-drug me off by the legs, he
did, and filled my stomach full Of sliv-
ers!" walled Keppel, suddenly remem-
bering he had a grievance. You had
ought to let me see the pore gentle
man." he added ingratiatingly.
We'll, amt you been SEEM him .Av-
cry day fo' risin' two weeks and up
wards?-ain't you sat by him hours
at a stretch?" demanded Mr.. Caven-
dish fiercely.
Sho-that didn't count, he only
kept a mutterin'-sho!-a- -rollin' his
head sideways, sho! And their six
tow heads were rolled to illustrate
their meaning. And a-pluckin' at
body's hands!-and they plucked ut
Mr.. Cavendishs hands. Sho-did he
say why he done that?
IF you-all will quit yo' noise and
dress, you. all kin presently set by
the pore gentleman. If you don't, III
have to speak to yo' mother; I low
she'll trim you! l reckon you-all don't
want me to call her? No. by thunder
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