"Why, what would you do," said I, "if you did know?"
"Lick him, by George! Lick him, in the first place, till he was as nigh
dead as I daared lick him--and then I'd make him eat up every darned
line of it! But come, come--breakfast's ready; and while we're getting
through with it, Timothy and Jem Lyn will fix the pig-box, and make the
deer all right and tight for traveling!"
No sooner said than done--an ample meal was speedily despatched--and
when that worthy came in to announce all ready, for the saving of time,
master Timothy was accommodated with a seat at a side-table, which he
occupied with becoming dignity, abstaining, as it were, in consciousness
of his honorable promotion, from any of the quaint and curious
witticisms, in which he was wont to indulge; but manducating, with vast
energy, the various good things which were set before him.
It was a clear, bright Sabbath morning, as ever shone down on a sinful
world, on which we started homeward--and, though I fear there was not
quite so much solemnity in our demeanor as might have best accorded with
the notions of over strict professors, I can still answer that, with
much mirth, much merriment, and much good feeling in our hearts, there
was no touch of irreverence, or any taint of what could be called sinful
thought.
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