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"
What
's
it
all
about
?
"
Says
he
:
"
Do
n't
you
know
,
Mars
Jawge
?
"
"
No
,
"
says
I
,
"
I
do
n't
.
"
"
Well
,
den
,
Miss
Sophia
's
run
off
!
'd
eed
she
has
.
She
run
off
in
de
night
some
time
--
nobody
do
n't
know
jis
'
when
;
run
off
to
get
married
to
dat
young
Harney
Shepherdson
,
you
know
--
leastways
,
so
dey
's
pec
.
De
fambly
foun
'
it
out
'
bout
half
an
hour
ago
--
maybe
a
little
mo
'
--
en
'
I
TELL
you
dey
war
n't
no
time
los
'
.
Sich
another
hurryin
'
up
guns
en
hosses
YOU
never
see
!
De
women
folks
has
gone
for
to
stir
up
de
relations
,
en
ole
Mars
Saul
en
de
boys
tuck
dey
guns
en
rode
up
de
river
road
for
to
try
to
ketch
dat
young
man
en
kill
him
'
fo
'
he
kin
git
acrost
de
river
wid
Miss
Sophia
.
I
reck
'n
dey
's
gwyne
to
be
mighty
rough
times
.
"
"
Buck
went
off
'
thout
waking
me
up
.
"
"
Well
,
I
reck
'n
he
DID
!
Dey
war
n't
gwyne
to
mix
you
up
in
it
.
Mars
Buck
he
loaded
up
his
gun
en
'
lowed
he
's
gwyne
to
fetch
home
a
Shepherdson
or
bust
.
Well
,
dey
'll
be
plenty
un
'm
dah
,
I
reck
'n
,
en
you
bet
you
he
'll
fetch
one
ef
he
gits
a
chanst
.
"
I
took
up
the
river
road
as
hard
as
I
could
put
.
By
and
by
I
begin
to
hear
guns
a
good
ways
off
.
When
I
came
in
sight
of
the
log
store
and
the
woodpile
where
the
steamboats
lands
I
worked
along
under
the
trees
and
brush
till
I
got
to
a
good
place
,
and
then
I
clumb
up
into
the
forks
of
a
cottonwood
that
was
out
of
reach
,
and
watched
.
There
was
a
wood-rank
four
foot
high
a
little
ways
in
front
of
the
tree
,
and
first
I
was
going
to
hide
behind
that
;
but
maybe
it
was
luckier
I
did
n't
.
There
was
four
or
five
men
cavorting
around
on
their
horses
in
the
open
place
before
the
log
store
,
cussing
and
yelling
,
and
trying
to
get
at
a
couple
of
young
chaps
that
was
behind
the
wood-rank
alongside
of
the
steamboat
landing
;
but
they
could
n't
come
it
.
Every
time
one
of
them
showed
himself
on
the
river
side
of
the
woodpile
he
got
shot
at
.
The
two
boys
was
squatting
back
to
back
behind
the
pile
,
so
they
could
watch
both
ways
.
