"Sometimes, ma'm" said Jasper speaking to Mrs. Mayfield, "the laziest
man ain't got no time to stay no longer."
"Well, I wouldn't make light of it," remarked Margaret.
"No lighter than I can help. I reckon we'd better eat a snack an' then
Jim, you may preach to them bees."
CHAPTER XIV.
AN OLD MAN PREACHED.
Several days passed and Peters was seen no more about the Starbuck
place, but the old man knew that the scoundrel had not surrendered his
scheme, but merely was lying low, waiting for his appointment as deputy
marshall. Such an office was not hard to get. The danger attending it
often made material scarce, for higher among the hills where the
rebellious spirit of man had never failed to gaze with defiant contempt
into the eye of the law, the distiller's blood smeared the rock and the
deputy, if not taken away by friends, was left to the buzzard. So,
whether or not trouble was on the road to meet old Jasper, depended upon
a piece of paper, to be written and stamped in the capital of the State.
But something else soon arose to claim the sympathetic attention of the
household.
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