I opened it an' there she was an' as I was a
huggin' of her, she says, 'Jeff, I b'l'eve a woman's duty is at home.
Christ was a man.' Ma'm, I kin haul you all the way down there. I know
where the jail is--I've been in there--an' I'll take you right straight
to it."
"What did they take you there for?"
"It war a funny thing. I went up in the hill country, fur up from my
home, an' the man what I stopped with was a maker of licker--an' atter
dark I went with him to his still an' helped him fetch some wood for the
fire; an' jest as I flung down a turn, bang, bang, an' here was the
government men. Well, they tuck us down, an' of course I know'd I'd git
outen it for I hadn't made no licker, but, bless you, the jedge sent me
to the penitentiary for a year; an' ever sense then my wife she 'lows
that I'm afeared to fetch up enough wood at home. Ain't a cryin', air
you' ma'm?"
"They air goin' to hang Jasper," she moaned.
"You don't mean Jasper Starbuck. Well, I'll be blamed," he added,
reading her answer in her tear-streaming eyes.
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