I was jest goin' to
speak, when I seed thar was three fellers in the boat; an' afore I
could ax myself what that meant, one of the hounds that Don had with
him set up a yelp. I knowed that meant business, an' it skeared me
so't I didn't think of nothin' only how to get off'n that thar island
without bein' diskivered. I got off all right, but I left my money in
that thar holler log, an' I never thought of it till this blessed
minute."
"Mebbe they won't find it," said Dan.
"Wal, that's a comfortin' thought," returned his father, sighing
heavily, as he picked up his pipe, "but luck's agin me. It allers is.
Other folks can get along smooth an' easy, but I can toil an' slave
an' slave an' toil till--jest look at me," added Godfrey, rising to
his feet again and turning slowly about, so that Dan could have a
fair view of him. "Ain't this a purty fix fur a man to be in who
owned niggers an' cotton, by the acre only a little while ago? That's
jest what makes me 'spise them Gordons."
"An' that's what makes me 'spise that Dave of our'n," exclaimed Dan.
"He's gettin' richer every day. He's got ten dollars in greenback
money now, an' I done heard Silas Jones tell him that his credit was
good at the store for six months.
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