"'Deed an' 'deed I ain't, boss. I's only wantin' tuh git outen dis
kentry. I's got a darter married, an' livin' at Chattanooga. If I kin
on'y git up dar, she'd nigh die wid happiness. An' if I felt a little
stronger I'd try an' walk de hull way, so I would, young marse!"
exclaimed the other eagerly.

They could see him sniffing the air, after the manner of a hungry dog
that scents a bone near by.

"Sit down, George. I'm going to make you a pot of coffee such as you
never tasted in all your life," said Will at this juncture.

The negro turned his eyes upon him gratefully. He might be a
ne'er-do-well, and a genuine nuisance around the town on the river where
he had grown up, but to the generous-hearted lads from the North he was
only a poor hungry human being, and fortune had been very good to them.

"And I'll cook him some bacon. I bet it's been a long time since he put a
bit between his teeth," declared Bluff, wishing to be in the game.

"Good for you, boys! I think, myself, that this old fellow may have been
more sinned against than sinning; though perhaps he's wise in wanting
to make a change of base since they're all down on him around here. We
ought to show our thanks for the many favors that have been showered on
us, and the best way to do it is to help some less fortunate fellow."

"Talk to me about your Good Samaritan! We've got several of 'em right
here in this camp, and as I don't want to be left out in the cold, I'm
going to make George here a present of that shirt I took such a dislike