"You would trap all the creatures in the wood! Well, live long enough, and you'll hear a drum beat.

They're restless, restless, yonder on the rivers! But they'll need the lawyers, too.

Just see what the lawyers did when we fought the British! Mr.Henry and Mr.
Jefferson--" The boy put forth a sudden hand, gathered to him a pine bough, and with it smote the red coals of the fire.

"Oh!" he cried, "from morn till night my father keeps me in the fields.

It's tobacco! tobacco! tobacco! And I want to go to school--I want to go to school!" "That's a queer wanting," said the other thoughtfully.