Part 15 (1/2)

IN about ahis head out, and says:

”Be done, boys! Who's there?”

I says:

”It's e Jackson, sir”

”What do you want?”

”I don't want nothing, sir I only want to go along by, but the dogs won't let ht for?hey?”

”I warn't prowling around, sir, I fell overboard off of the steaht there, soe Jackson, sir I' the truth you needn't be afraid?nobody'll hurt you But don't try to budge; stand right where you are Rouse out Bob and Toe Jackson, is there anybody with you?”

”No, sir, nobody”

I heard the people stirring around in the house now, and see a light

The ht away, Betsy, you old fool?ain't you got any sense?

Put it on the floor behind the front door Bob, if you and Tom are ready, take your places”

”All ready”

”Now, George Jackson, do you know the Shepherdsons?”

”No, sir; I never heard of them”

”Well, that e Jackson And hty slow If there's anybody with you, let him keep back?if he shows hi now Coh to squeeze in, d' you hear?”

I didn't hurry; I couldn't if I'd a wanted to I took one slow step at a tiht I could hear s were as still as the huot to the three log doorsteps I heard the I put my hand on the door and pushed it a little and a little h?put your head in” I done it, but I judged they would take it off

The candle was on the floor, and there they all was, looking atuns pointed at ray and about sixty, the other two thirty or ray-headed lady, and back of her two young woentleht Coentleman he locked the door and barred it and bolted it, and told the youngparlor that had a new rag carpet on the floor, and got together in a corner that was out of the range of the front s?there warn't none on the side They held the candle, and took a good look at me, and all said, ”Why, _he_ ain't a Shepherdson?no, there ain't any Shepherdson about hi searched for arms, because he didn't mean no harm by it?it was only to make sure So he didn't pry into my pockets, but only felt outside with his hands, and said it was all right He told me to make myself easy and at home, and tell all about myself; but the old lady says:

”Why, bless you, Saul, the poor thing's as wet as he can be; and don't you reckon it ot”

So the old lady says: