"P'raps we could a kerried it aout, an p'raps we should a
kerflummuxed. Ye've got grit an I've got size," pursued Abner. "Twuz
wuth tryin on. I'm kinder sorry we ain't a gonter try it."
"What the devil do you mean, Abner? not going to try it?"
"No, Perez, we ain't goin tew try it, leastways, not the same plan we
callated, an we ain't a goin tew try it alone," and he leaned over and
hissed in Perez' ear:
"The hull caounty o' Berkshire 's a gonter help us."
Perez looked at him with horror. He was not drunk; he must be going
crazy.
"What do you mean, Abner?" he said soothingly.
"Ye think I don' know wat I be a talkin baout, don' ye, Perez? Wal,
jess hole on a minit. A feller hez jess got in, a ridin 'xpress from
Northampton, to fetch word that the people in Hampshire has riz, and
stopped the courts. Fifteen hundred men, with Captain Dan Shays tew
ther head, stopped em. Leastways, they sent word to the jedges that
they kinder wisht they wouldn't hole no more courts till the laws wuz
changed, and the jedges, they concluded that the 'dvice o' so many
fellers with guns, wuz wuth suthin, so they 'journed."
"That means rebellion, Abner."
"In course it doos. An it means the Lord ain't quite dead yit.
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