heaven
they DO catch him!"

They wasn't much doubt they would, either. They was already beating up
the woods and bushes and gangs was riding up and down the roads, and
every nigger's house fur miles around was being searched and watched.

We soon seen we would have trouble getting hosses and a rig in the
village to take us to the railroad. Many of the hosses was being ridden
in the man-hunt. And most of the men who might have done the driving was
busy at that too. The hotel-keeper himself had left his place standing
wide open and went out. We didn't get any breakfast neither.

"Danny," says the doctor, "we'll just put enough money to pay the bill
in an envelope on the register here, and strike out on shank's ponies.
It's only nine or ten miles to the railroad--we'll walk."

"But how about our stuff?" I asts him. We had two big cases full of
sample bottles of that dope, besides our suit cases.

"Hang the dope!" says the doctor, "I don't ever want to see it or hear
of it again! We'll leave it here. Put the things out of your suit case
into mine, and leave that here too. Sam can carry mine. I want to be on
the move."

So we left, with Sam carrying the one suit case. It wasn't nine in the
morning yet, and we was starting out purty empty fur a long walk.

"Sam," says the doctor, as we was passing that there Big Bethel
church--and it showed up there silent and shabby in the morning, like a
old coloured man that knows a heap more'n he's going to tell--"Sam, were
you at the meeting here last night?"

"Yass, suh!"

"I suppose it was a pretty tame affair after they found out their Elisha
wasn't coming after all?"

Sam, he walled his eyes, and then he kind of chuckled.

"Well, suh," he says, "I 'spicions de mos' on 'em don' know dat YIT!"

The doctor asts him what he means.

It seems the bishop must of done some thinking after we left him in the
road or on his way back to that church. They had all begun to believe
that there Elishyah was on the way to 'em, and the bishop's credit was
more or less wrapped up with our being it. It was true he hadn't started
that belief; but it was believed, and he didn't dare to stop it now.
Fur, if he stopped it, they would all think he had fell down on his
prophetics, even although he hadn't prophesied jest exactly us. He was
in a tight place, that bishop, but I bet you could always depend on him
to get out of it with his flock. So what he told them niggers at the
meeting last nig