n, not as good as you, judging
by your looks, has had a hearing in his day; but, however, I haint heard
of you by the papers. As I was coming home last night I got along to old
man Edson's, and I seen him swarin' and tarin' round so says I, 'Ho, old
man, what's the row?' 'Oh,' says he, 'that you, Middleton? Nuff's the row.
I've done let my best horse and nigger go off with a man from the free
States, who said he's going to your house, and here 'tis after nine and
Jim not at home yet. Of course they've put out for the river.' 'Now,' says
I, 'don't be a fool, Edson; if that ar chap said he's goin' to my house,
he's goin' thar, I'll bet all my land and niggers he's honest. Likely
Jim's stopped somewhar. You come along with me and we'll find him.' So we
jogged along on the pike till of a sudden we met Prince coming home all
alone! This looked dark, but I told Edson to say nothin' and keep on; so
we came to Woodburn's fine house, and thar in the cabins we seen a bright
light, and heard the niggers larfin like five hundred, and thought we
could distinguish Jim Crow's voice; so we crept slyly up to the window and
looked in and, sure enough, there was Jim, telling a great yarn about the
way you rode and how you got flung onto the gate. It seems he didn't half
hitch Prince, who got oneasy like, and started for home. Edson hollered to
Jim, who came out and told how he didn't go clear here with you, cause you
said you could find the way, and he might go back. Then old man Edson
turned right round and said you were a likely man, and he hoped I'd do all
I could for you. So that's the way I heard of you; and now welcome to old
Kentuck, and welcome to my house, such as it is. It's mighty mean, though,
as 'Tempest' says."

Here he turned to Julia, who had just entered the room. Then he went on:
"Yes, Tempest raves and tars about the house and can hardly wait till I'm
dead before she spends my money in fool fixin's. Devil of a cent she'll
get though if she rides as high a horse as she generally does! I'll give
it all to 'Sunshine'; yes, I will. She's more gentle-like and comes
coaxin' round me, and puttin' her soft arms round my old shaggy neck says,
'Please, pa, if I'll learn to make a nice pudding or pie of Aunt Judy,
will you buy us a new looking-glass or rocking chair?' And then 'tisn't in
my natur to refuse. Oh, yes; Sunshine is a darling," said he, laying his
hand caressingly on Fanny's head, who just at that moment showed her sunny