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。 Presently we came out upon wide fields of corn and clover； and as we looked back upon the grove it had a rounded front and I think of it now as the vestibule of the great forest
'It's a reg'lar big tomb；' said Uncle Eb； looking back over his shoulder into the gloomy cavern of the woods。
We could see a log house in the clearing； and we made for it as fast as our legs would carry us。 We had amighty thirst and when we came to a little brook in the meadow we laid down and drank and drank until we were fairly grunting with fullness。 Then we filled our teapot and went on。 Men were reaping with their cradles in a field of grain and； as we neared the log house； a woman came out in the dooryard and； lifting a shell to her lips； blew a blast that rushed over the clearing and rang in the woods beyond it A loud halloo came back from the men。
A small dog rushed out at Fred； barking； and； I suppose； with some lack of respect； for the old dog laid hold of him in a violent temper and sent him away yelping。 We must have presented an evil aspect； for our clothes were torn and we were both limping with fatigue。 The woman had a kindly face and； after looking at us a moment； came and stooped before me and held my small face in her hands turning it so she could look into my eyes。
'You poor little critter；' said she； 'where you goin'？'
Uncle Eb told her something about my father and mother being dead and our going west Then she hugged and kissed me and made me very miserable； I remember； wetting my face with her tears； that were quite beyond my comprehension。
'Jethro；' said she； as the men came into the yard； 'I want ye t' look at this boy。 Did ye ever see such a cunnin' little critter？ Jes' look at them bright eyes！' and then she held me to her breast and nearly smothered me and began to hum a bit of an old song。
'Yer full o' mother love；' said her husband； as he sat down on the grass a moment 'Lost her only baby； an' the good Lord has sent no other。 I swan； he has got putty eyes。 Jes' as blue as a May flower。 Ain't ye hungry？ Come right in； both o' ye； an' set down t' the table with us。'
They made room for us and we sat down between the bare elbows of the hired men。 I remember my eyes came only to the top of the table。 So the good woman brought the family Bible and sitting on that firm foundation I ate my dinner of salt pork and potatoes and milk gravy a diet as grateful as it was familiar to my taste。
'Orphan； eh？' said the man of the house； looking down at me。
'Orphan；' Uncle Eb answered； nodding his head。
'God…fearin' folks？'
'Best in the world；' said Uncle Eb。
Want t' bind 'im out？' the man asked。
'Couldn't spare 'im；' said Uncle Eb； decisively。
'Where ye goin'？'
Uncle Eb hesitated； groping for an answer； I suppose； that would do no violence to our mutual understanding。
'Goin' t' heaven；' I ventured to say presently … an answer that gave rise to conflicting emotions at the table。
'That's right；' said Uncle Eb； turning to me and patting my head。 'We're on the road t' heaven； I hope； an' ye'll see it someday； sartin sure； if ye keep in the straight road and be a good boy。'
After dinner the good woman took off my clothes and put me in bed while she mended them。 I went asleep then and did not awake for a long time。 When I got up at last she brought a big basin of water and washed me with such motherly tenderness in voice and manner that I have never forgotten it。 Uncle Eb lay sleeping on the lounge and when she had finished dressing me； Fred and I went out to play in the garden。 It was supper time in a little while and then； again； the woman winded the shell and the men came up from the field。 We sat down to eat with them； as we had done at noon； and Uncle Eb consented to spend the night after some urging。 He helped them with the milking； and as I stood beside him shot a jet of the warm white flood into my mouth； that tickled it so I ran away laughing。 The milking done； I sat on Uncle Eb's knee in the door…yard with all the rest of that household； hearing many tales of the wilderness； and of robbery and murder on Paradise Road。 I got the impression that it was a country of unexampled wickedness and ferocity in men and animals。 One man told about the ghost of Burnt Bridge； how the bridge had burnt one afternoon and how a certain traveller in the dark of the night driving down the hill above it； fell to his death at the brink of the culvert。
'An' every night since then；' said the man； very positively； ye can hear him drivin' down thet bill … jes' as plain as ye can hear me talkin' …the rattle o' the wheels an' all。 It stops sudden an' then ye can hear 'im hit the rocks way down there at the bottom O' the gulley an' groan an' groan。 An' folks say it's a curse on the town for leavin' thet hole open。'
'What's a ghost； Uncle Eb？' I whispered。
'Somethin' like a swift；' he answered； 'but not so powerful。 We heard a panther las' night；' he added； turning to our host。 'Hollered like sin when he see the fire。'
'Scairt！' said the man o' the house gaping。 'That's what ailed him。 I've lived twenty year on Paradise Road an' it was all woods when I put up the cabin。 Seen deer on the doorstep an' bears in the garden； an' panthers in the fields。 But I tell ye there's no critter so terrible as a man。 All the animals know 'im … how he roars； an' spits fire an' smoke an' lead so it goes through a body er bites off a leg； mebbe。 Guess they'd made friends with me but them I didn't kill went away smarting with holes in 'em。 An' I guess they told all their people 'bout me … the terrible critter that walked on its hind legs an' lied a white face an' drew up an' spit 'is teeth into their vitals 'cross a ten…acre lot。 An' putty soon they concluded they didn't want t' hev no truck with me。 They thought thin clearin' was the valley o' death an' they got very careful。 But the deer they kep' peekin' in at me。 Sumthin' funny 'bout a deer … they're so cu'rus。 Seem's though they loved the look o' me an' the taste o' the tame grass。 Mebbe God meant em t' serve in the yoke some way an' be the friend o' man。 They're the outcasts o' the forest … the prey o' the other animals an' men like 'em only when they're dead。 An' they're the purtiest critter alive an' the spryest an' the mos' graceful。'
'Men are the mos' terrible of all critters； an' the meanest；' said Uncle Eb。 'They're the only critters that kill fer fun。'
'Bedtime；' said our host； rising presently。 'Got t' be up early 'n the morning。'
We climbed a ladder to the top floor of the cabin with the hired men； of whom there were two。 The good lady of the house had made a bed for us on the floor and I remember Fred came up the ladder too； and lay down beside us。 Uncle Eb was up with the men in the morning and at breakfast time my hostess came and woke me with kisses and helped me to dress。 When we were about going she brought a little wagon out of the cellar that had been a playing of her dead boy； and said I could have it。 This wonderful wagon was just the thing for the journey we were making。 When I held the little tongue in my hand I was half…way to heaven already。 It had four stout wheels and a beautiful red box。 Her brother had sent it all the way from New York and it had stood so long in the cellar it was now much in need of repair。 Uncle Eb took it to the tool shop in the stable and put it in shipshape order and made a little pair of thills to go in place of the tongue。 Then he made a big flat collar and a back…pad out of the leather in old boot…legs； and rigged a pair of tugs out of two pieces of rope。 Old Fred was quite cast down when he stood in harness between the shafts。
He had waited patiently to have his collar fitted； he had grinned and panted and wagged his tail with no suspicion of the serious and humiliating career he was entering upon。 Now he stood with a sober face and his aspect was full of meditation。
'You fightin' hound！' said Uncle Eb； 'I hope this'll improve yer character。'
Fred tried to sit down when Uncle Eb tied a leading rope to his collar。 When he heard the wheels rattle and felt the pull of the wagon he looked back at it and growled a little and started to run。 Uncle Eb shouted 'whoa'； and held him back； and then the dog got