"Tain't riz much dis mornin'.

Done all de risin' las' night.

Dat tree's jist on de edge of de creek bank.

If Pomp could git along dar, you kin, Mah'sr Harry! Did ye go out dar, sure 'nuff, you Pomp?
Mind, if ye didn't, I'll lick ye!" "Yes, I did," said Pomp; "clar out dar an' back agin." "Then I'll try it," cried Harry; and clambering around the trunk of the tree, he jumped off as far as he could toward shore..