url would listen with indulgent, condescending attention, or with a
broad grin of mingled incredulity and admiration; expressing the latter
sentiment by such exclamations as "I yi!" "Oho!" "U-gooh!" "Hoo-weep!"
[with a whistle]; the former sentiment by such interrogative phrases as,
"See here now!" "Ain't you lettin' on?" "Ain't de little man gwine
leetle too fur jes' dar?" "Hadn't my little man better rein up his
horses now?"--just by way of keeping his juvenile imitator in the beaten
track of the impossible, within the orthodox limits of the marvelous.
Thus seated side by side, on the top of the scraggy corn-field fence,
would these three worthies, so strikingly different one from the other,
while away the warm summer hours; often, too, long after old Cornwallis,
there dozing so contentedly in the shade of the overleaning wood, had
dried off and recovered the breath he had not lost. Perhaps, at such
times, instead of keeping his eyes on some invisible point in the
atmosphere, Kumshakah would be employing them and his hands in the
fashioning of two pipes--one of black stone, the other of white stone.
On the bowl of the white stone pipe he carved the figure of a little
raccoon, on the bowl of the black stone pipe the figure of a big
bear--both pipes neatly executed, and the two figures passable
likenesses. When he had finished the pipes, and fitted to them stems,
handsomely ornamented with the feathers of birds, Kumshakah presented
the black pipe to Mish-mugwa, the white pipe to Shekee-thepatee, and to
the infinite delight of both; of Bushie, chiefly because he saw in his a
token of his red friend's love; of Burl, chiefly because he saw in his
the only thing lacking to give completeness to his martial rigging--a
war-pipe.
All this time Grumbo maintained toward every one, not even excepting his
master, a grim, severe reserve--keeping much alone, seldom indulging in
cooked meat, more seldom still in raw, and never tasting his
corn-dodgers. The red barbarian, in particular, he regarded with an evil
eye--holding him in worse and worse odor, as the rest received him into
higher and higher favor. Time and again did the captain essay to explain
to his lieutenant how matters stood between them and their prisoner, but
in vain. With that consistency of mind and fixedness of purpose for
which he was remarkable, our canine hero stubbornly persisted in making
it manifest that he was not a dog to be whistled, rubbed, and patted
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