The heart of Happy Hollow : $b A collection of storiesDunbar, Paul Laurence
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The heart of Happy Hollow : $b A collection of stories
Dunbar, Paul Laurence
African Americans -- Fiction; Short stories
"They came hand in hand, and with no great show of fear or
embarrassment. They had gotten off so many times before that they were
perfectly confident of their power in this case to cajole the judge. But
to their surprise he was all sternness and severity.
"'Now look here,' he said, after expatiating on the cruel treatment
which the dog had received. 'I want to know which one of you tied the
can to Spot's tail?'
"Robert Vaughan looked at Ben, and Ben looked back at him. Silence
there, and nothing more.
"'Do you hear my question?' old Fairfax asked with rising voice.
"Robert Vaughan looked straight ahead of him, and Ben dug his big toe
into the sand at the foot of the veranda, but neither answered.
"'Robert Vaughan Fairfax,' said his father, 'who played that trick on
Spot? Answer me, do you hear?'
"The Fairfax heir seemed suddenly to have grown deaf and dumb, and the
father turned to the black boy. His voice took on the tone of command
which he had hardly used to his son. 'Who played that trick on Spot?
Answer me, Ben.'
"The little darky dug harder and harder into the sand, and flashed a
furtive glance from under his brows at his fellow-conspirator. Then he
drawled out, 'I done it.'
"'You didn't,' came back the instant retort from his young master, 'I
did it myself.'
"'I done it,' repeated Ben, and 'You didn't,' reiterated his young
master.
"The father sat and looked on at the dispute, and his mouth twitched
suspiciously, but he spoke up sternly. 'Well, if I can't get the truth
out of you this way, I'll try some other plan. Mandy,' he hailed a
servant, 'put these boys on a diet of bread and water until they are
ready to answer my questions truthfully.'
"The culprits were led away to their punishment. Of course it would have
just been meat to Mandy to have stolen something to the youngsters, but
her master kept such a close eye upon her that she couldn't, and when
brought back at the end of three hours, their fare had left the
prisoners rather hungry. But they had evidently disputed the matter
between themselves, and from the cloud on their faces when they
reappeared before their stern judge, it was still unsettled.
"To the repetition of the question, Vaughan answered again, 'I did it,'
and then his father tried Ben again.
"After several efforts, and an imploring glance at his boy master, the
little black stammered out:
"'Well, I reckon--I reckon, Mas,' me an' Mas' Vaughan, we done it in
cahoots.'
"Old Fairfax Fairfax had a keen sense of humour, and as he looked down
on the strangely old young darky and took in his answer, the
circumstance became too much for his gravity, and his relaxing laugh
sent the culprits rolling and tumbling in the sand in an ectasy of
relief from the strained situation.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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