128 UNCLE TOM'S CABIN; OR
" No, you won't, Mas'r George ; and you must not talk so loud. It won't help me any, to anger him."
" Well, I won't, then, for your sake ; but only to think of it, — is n't it a shame ? They never sent for me, nor sent me any word, and, if it had n't been for Tom Lincon, I should n't have heard it. I tell you, I blew 'em up well, all of 'em, at home ! "
" That ar was n't right, I 'm 'feared, Mas'r George."
" Can't help it! I say it's a shame! Look here, Uncle Tom," said he, turning his back to the shop, and speaking in a mysterious tone, "I've brought you my dollar ! "
" Oh, I could n't think o' takin' on 't, Mas'r George, no ways in the world! " said Tom, quite moved.
" But you shall take it! " said George ; " look here, — I told Aunt Chloe I 'd do it, and she advised me just to make a hole in it, and put a string through, so you could hang it round your neck, and keep it out of sight; else this mean scamp would take it away. I tell ye, Tom, I want to blow him up! it would do me good !'
" No, don't, Mas'r George, for it won't do me any good."
" Well, I won't, for your sake," said George, busily tying his dollar round Tom's neck; " but there, now, button your coat tight over it, and keep it, and remember, every time you see it, that I '11 come down after you, and bring you back. Aunt Chloe and I have been talking about it. I told her not to fear ; I '11 see to it, and I '11 tease father's life out, if he don't do it."
" Oh, Mas'r George, ye must n't talk so 'bout yer father!"
" Lor, Uncle Tom, I don't mean anything bad."
" And now, Mas'r George," said Tom, " ye must be a good boy ; 'member how many hearts is sot on ye. Al'ays keep close to yer mother. Don't be gettin' into any of them foolish ways boys has of gettin' too big to mind their mothers. Tell ye what, Mas'r George, the Lord gives