"Mischief, boy; mischief! take you heed that the disorder don't spread." "It would need a different treatment in a man, than in yon screaming girl!" "Asa, you ar' a man, as you have often boasted; but remember I am your father, and your better." "I know it well; and what sort of a father ?" "Harkee, boy: I more than half believe that your drowsy head let in the Siouxes.

Be modest in speech, my watchful son, or you may have to answer yet for the mischief your own bad conduct has brought upon us." "I'll stay no longer to be hectored like a child in petticoats.

You talk of law, as if you knew of none, and yet you keep me down, as though I had not life and wants of my own.

I'll stay no longer to be treated like one of your meanest cattle!" "The world is wide, my gallant boy, and there's many a noble plantation on it, without a tenant.

Go; you have title deeds signed and sealed to your hand.