This yere ain't roodness; it's scrooples,' says
Billy, 'an' so it's plumb useless for me to go gettin' sociable with
'Doby's wife.'
"It's crowdin' close on two years after the infant's born when 'Doby
an' Billy gets up their feud which I speaks of at the beginnin'.
Yere's how it gets fulminated. Billy's loafin' over by the post-
office door one evenin', talkin' to Tutt an' Boggs an' a passel of
us, when who comes projectin' along, p'intin' for the New York
Store, but 'Doby's wife an' Willyum. As they trails by, Willyum sees
Billy--Willyum can make a small bluff at talkin' by now--an',
p'intin' his finger at Billy, he sags back on his mother's dress
like he aims to halt her, an' says:
"'Pop-pa! Pop-pa!' meanin' Billy that a-way; although the same is
erroneous entire, as every gent in Wolfville knows.
"'Which if Willyum's forefinger he p'ints with
is a Colt's forty-four, an' instead of sayin' `Poppa!' he onhooks
the same at Billy direct, now I don't reckon Billy could have been
more put out. 'Doby's wife drags Willyum along at the time like he's
a calf goin' to be branded, an' she never halts or pauses. But Billy
turns all kinds of hues, an' is that prostrated he surges across to
the Red Light an' gets two drinks alone, never invitin' nobody,
before he realizes.
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