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“Lord bless you, Mas’r, I couldn’t help it, now,” said Sam, giving way to the long pent-up delight of his soul. “She looked so curi’s, a leapin’ and springin’- ice a crackin’- and only to hear her,- plump! ker chunk! ker splash! Spring! Lord! how she goes it!” and Sam and Andy laughed till the tears rolled down their cheeks. “I’ll make ye laugh t’other side yer mouths!” said the trader, laying about their heads with his riding-whip. Both ducked, and ran shouting up the bank, and were on their horses before he was up. “Good-evening, Mas’r!” said Sam, with much gravity. “I berry much ‘spect Missis be anxious ‘bout Jerry. Mas’r Haley won’t want us no longer. Missis wouldn’t hear of our ridin’ the critters over ‘Lizy’s bridge to-night;” and, with a facetious poke into Andy’s ribs, he started off, followed by the latter, at full speed,- their shouts of laughter coming faintly on the wind. |