Dave Tutt's a credit to this camp; never more so than now; the same bein' a mighty sight more'n I could say of any of you-all an' stick to the trooth.' "'Then you does know, Missis Rucker,' says Enright, 'the secret that's gnawin' at Dave.' "'Know it,' replies Misses Rucker, 'of course, I knows it.

But I don't propose to discuss it none with you tarrapins.

I ain't got no patience with sech dolts! Now that you-all is yere, however, I'll give you notice that to-morry you can begin to do your own cookin' till you hears further word from me.

I'm goin' to be otherwise an' more congenially engaged.

Most likely I'll be back in my kitchen ag'in in a day or two; but I makes no promises.