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I don't see nuthin' new;
same old feller a burnin' of his bresh, allus a puttin' 'em on the fire an'
never gittin' through."
"I'm thinking, that's all, Uncle Jasper."
"Comes from readin' them books up on the hill-top, I reckon. They
make me think, too, when I git a holt of 'em, 'specially them about the
war--looks like it's a mighty hard matter for a man to tell the truth the
minit he grabs holt of a pen. Don't see why a pen is such a liar, but it is.
And yit, the biggist liar I ever seed couldn't more than write his name.
What do you think of them folks in thar, Jim?"
Jim strode off, came back and standing with one hand resting on the
rail fence that surrounded the old man's door yard, hung his head and
replied: "Old Satan sometimes puts good clothes on his temptations,
Uncle Jasper."
"Why, you don't think that young feller's a nosin' round to--"
"I don't see anything mysterious in him, Uncle Jasper. It's the woman
that--that strikes so hard."
"Huh. I didn't think you cared anythin' about women, Jim."
"Oh, I don't and you musn't think I do. Did you ever have a feller catch
a spear out of the sun with a lookin' glass and shoot it through yo' eyes?
That's the way she done me, as she was a standing there at the door."
"Wall, as game a feller as you are ain't afeared of a woman."
"I don't know about that. The gamer a feller is among men the fearder
he is among women, it seems like. But what am I talking about? She
won't take any notice of me and in fact it won't make any difference if
she does. I tell you, though, I don't like to be treated that way by a
woman."

"Why, how did she treat you?"
"Looked something at me that made me dissatisfied with myself. I
reckon I must be a good deal of a fool, Uncle Jasper."
"Wall, I don't reckon you are as smart as old Henry Clay was. Still you
ain't no slouch. Come on in and I'll give you a knockin' down to her.
She can't no mo' than hit you with somethin'."
When introduced Jim shied off into a corner and there during the
evening he remained, gazing at the woman from "off yander," with
scarcely courage enough to utter a word. Mrs. Mayfield inquired as to
his church among the hills, and his countenance flared with a silly light
and old Jasper ducked his head and snorted in the sleeve of his
home-spun shirt. But the next morning Jim had the courage to appear at
the breakfast table, still gazing; and later when Tom and his aunt went
out for a walk, he followed along like a dog waiting to be scolded.
Several days later, while old black mammy was ironing in the sitting
room, Kintchin came in at the door which always stood open, and
looking about, slowly went up to the old woman and inquired if she
needed any more wood.
"No," she answered, not looking at him, "I's nearly done."
Kintchin scratched his head. "Wall, I jest come ter tell you dat ef you
does need any mo' I knows er man dat'll git it fur you. Me. An' w'en er
man fetches er lady de sort o' wood I'd fetch you, w'y she kin tell right
dar whut he think o' her. Does you hyarken ter me?"
Mammy, slowly moving her iron, looked at him. "Whut de matter wid
you, man? Ain't habin' spells, is you?"
"I's in lub, lady, dat's whut de matter wid me."
"In lub? In lub wid who?"
He leaned toward her. "Wid you."

"W'y you couldn't lub me," she said. "I's eighty odd an' you ain't but
sixty. I's too old fur you. I doan want ter fool wid no chile."
Kintchin came closer and made an attempt to take her hand, shrewdly
watching the hot iron slowly moving over the bosom of a shirt. "I'll
burn da black hide ef you doan git erway. You bodders me."
The old rascal assumed an air of great astonishment. "Whut, er man
bodder er lady dat he lubs?"
"Didn't I tole you you couldn't lub me?"
"Couldn't lub you? Ain't you been er savin' yo' money all deze years,
an' ef er man kain't lub er lady dat's been er savin' her money, who kin
he lub?"
She gave him a look of contempt. "Oh, I knowd dar wuz er bug in de
milk pan. It's my little bit o' money you's atter, but you ain't gwine ter
git it. Dat money's ter bury me wid." And in a self-satisfied way she
nodded at him and resumed her
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