An' Mace says,
``Stranger, 'f what you say is true, I
reckon the Lawd 'll fergive me too, but
I don't believe Daws Dillon ever will,''
an' Mace stood thar lookin' around fer
Daws. An' all of a sudden the preacher
got up straight an' called out, ``Is thar
a human in this house mean an' sorry
enough to stand betwixt a man an' his
Maker''? An' right thar, stranger, Daws
riz. ``Naw, by God, thar hain' t!'' Daws
says, an' he walks up to Mace a-holdin'
out his hand, an' they all busts out
cryin' an' shakin' hands--Days an' Dillons--
jes as the preacher had made 'em
do over in Hazlan. An' atter the thing
was over, I steps up to the preacher an'
I says:
``Brother,'' I says, ``YOU spoke a
parable, shore.''
THE PASSING OF ABRAHAM SHIVERS
``I tell ye, boys, hit hain t often a
feller has the chance o' doin' so much
good jes by DYIN'. Fer 'f Abe Shivers
air gone, shorely gone, the rest of us--
every durn one of us--air a-goin' to be
saved. Fer Abe Shivers--you hain't
heerd tell o' ABE? Well, you must be a
stranger in these mountains o' Kaintuck,
shore.
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