“‘Waugh!’ says I, ‘if I ain't pretty close to his lodge, I'm a nigger!’
“The old gentleman speaks up, ‘Take care of yourself, Mr. Hatcher,’ in a mighty soft kind voice, and he smiled so calm and devilish—it nigh froze me. I thought if the ground would open with an earthquake, and take me in, I'd be much obliged anyhow. Thinks I, ‘You saint-for-saken, infernal hell-chief, how I'd like to stick my knife in your withered old bread-basket.’
“‘Ah! my dear fellow, no use trying—that's a decided impossibility.’ I jumped ten feet. I swear a medicine-man couldn't a-heard me, for my lips didn't move, and how he knew is more than this hoss can tell.
“‘I see your nervous equilibrium is destroyed; come with me.’
“At the other side the old gentleman told me to reach down for a brass knob. I thought a trick was going to be played on me, and I dodged.
“‘Do not be afraid; turn it when you pull; steady; there, that's it.’
It came, and a door shut of itself.
“‘Mighty good hinges!’ said I, ‘don't make any noise, and go shut without slamming and cussing them.’
“‘Yes—yes! some of my own importation. No, they were never made here.’
“It was dark at first, but whenever the other door opened, there was too much light. In another room there was a table in the middle, with two bottles, and little glasses like them in St. Louis at the drink-houses, only prettier. A soft, thick carpet was on the floor, and a square glass lamp hung from the ceiling. I sat cross-legged on the floor, and he on a sofa, his feet cocked on a chair, and his tail coiled under him, comfortable as traders in a lodge. He hollered something, I couldn't make out, and in comes two black crook-shanked devils with a round bench and a glass with cigars in it. They vamosed, and the old coon, inviting me to take a cigar, helps himself, and reared his head back, while I sorter lays on the floor, and we smoked and talked.
“‘But have we not been sitting long enough? Take a fresh cigar, and we will walk. That was Purgatory where your quondam friend, Jake Beloo, is. He will remain there awhile longer, and, if you desire it can go, though it cost much exertion to entice him here, and then only after he had drunk hard.’