When the exercises were over I found Uncle Eb
by the front door of the church, waiting for me.
'Willie, ye done noble!' said he.
'Did my very best, Uncle Eb,' I replied.
'Liked it grand - I did, sartin.' 'Glad you liked it, Uncle Eb.'
'Showed great larnin'. Eho was the man 'at give out the pictur's?'
He meant the president who had conferred the degrees. I spoke the
name.
'Deceivin' lookin' man, ain't he? Seen him often, but never took no
pertick'lar notice of him before.'
'How deceiving?' I enquired.
'Talked so kind of plain,' he replied. 'I could understan' him as easy
as though he'd been swappin' hosses. But when you got up, Bill'.
why, you jes' riz right up in the air an' there couldn't no dum fool
tell what you was talkin' 'bout.'
Whereat I concluded that Uncle Eb's humour was as deep as it was
kindly, but I have never been quite sure whether the remark was a
compliment or a bit of satire.
Chapter 28
The folks of Faraway have been carefully if rudely pictured, but
the look of my own person, since I grew to the stature of manhood,
I have left wholly to the imagination of the reader.
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