An' she don' want to ma'hy him, if dey
give her her druthers about hit. But Ol' Marse
Kunnel Hampton, her gram-pa, and her aunt, MY
Miss Lucy hyah, dey ain't gwine give her no
druthers. And dey was mo' gwines-ON. But dat
settle HITse'f, too."
George, he begins to chuckle, and I ast him
how.
"Yass, SAH, dat settle HITse'f. But I 'spec'
Miss Lucy Buckner done he'p some in de settleMENT.
Foh de day befoh de weddin' was gwine ter be,
she ups an' she runs off wid a Yankee frien' of her
brother, Kunnel Tom Buckner. An' I'se 'spec'
Kunnel Tom an' Marse Prent McMakin would
o' settle' HIM ef dey evah had o' cotched him--
dat dar David Ahmstrong!"
"Who?" says I.
"David Ahmstrong was his entitlement," says
George, "an' he been gwine to de same college as
Marse Tom Buckner, up no'th somewhah. Dat's
how-come he been visitin' Marse Tom des befoh
de weddin' trouble done settle HIT se'f dat-a-
way."
Well, it give me quite a turn to run onto the
mention of that there David Armstrong agin in this
part of the country. Here he had been jilting
Miss Hampton way up in Indiany, and running
away with another girl down here in Tennessee.
Then it struck me mebby it is jest different parts
of the same story I been hearing of, and Martha
had got her part a little wrong.
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