He stood his rifle against a tree, lit his pipe with flint and steel, and rested comfortably by the wayside.

He had not long to wait, for presently the buggy hove in sight; whereupon he coolly knocked the ashes from his pipe, pocketed it, and prepared for action.
As the buggy came nearer he recognized his ancient enemy in the person of the man who sat at Hannibal's side, and stepping nimbly into the road seized the horses by their bits.

At sight of him Hannibal shrieked his name in an ecstasy of delight.
"Uncle Bob--Uncle Bob--" he, cried.
"Yes, it's Uncle Bob.

You can light down, Nevvy.

I reckon you've rid far enough," said Yancy pleasantly.
"Leggo them horses!" said Mr.Blount, recovering somewhat from the effect of Yancy's sudden appearance.
"Light down, Nevvy," said Yancy, still pleasantly.