“Kin you use it, Sol?”
The man continued to move the arm. “It 'pears like I kin,” he said; “it 'pears like it's well.”
“Kin you use it good?”
“It 'pears like I kin use it good as I ever could.”
“Well, sir!” ejaculated the woman, “if I hadn't a seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't never a-believed it.”
The School-teacher remained standing for a moment in the road after the mountaineers had gone.
Then he went back to the children, waiting in the schoolhouse. He called them out into the grove before the door, and took his place in the game, bending over to hold the hands of the tiniest child. The circle began once more to move. The song to rise.
“An' catch the one that you love best.”