Uncle Davy had lain back, his eyes closed, his hands clasped, drinking it all in.
"O, Hillard--Hillard, read it agin--it makes me so happy! It does me so much good. It sounds like the first chapter of Genesis, an' Daniel Webster's reply to Hayne an' the 19th Psalm all put together."
"So happy--so happy--" sobbed Uncle Davy, in which Aunt Sally and Tilly and the coon dog joined.
"_'First,'_" read on the Bishop, following closely Tilly's pretty penmanship; "_'Concerning that part of me called the soul or spirit which is immortal, I will it back again to its Maker, leaving it to Him to do as He pleases with, without asking any impertinent questions or making any fool requests.'_"
The Bishop paused. "That's a good idea, Davy--Givin' it back to its Maker without asking any impert'n'ent questions."
"_'Second,'_" read the Bishop, "_'I wills to be buried alongside of Dan'l Tubbs, on the Chestnut Knob, the same enclosed with a rock wall, forever set aside for me an' Dan'l and running west twenty yards to a black jack, then east to a cedar stump three rods, then south to a stake twenty yards and thence west back to me an' Dan'l. I wills the fence to be built horse high, bull strong and pig tight, so as to keep out the Widow Simmon's old brindle cow; the said cow having pestered us nigh to death in life, I don't want her to worry us back to life after death._
"_'Third. All the rest of the place except that occupied as aforesaid by me an' Dan'l, and consisting of twenty acres, more or less, I will to go to my dutiful wife, Sally Ann Dickey, providing, of course, that she do not marry again.'_"
"David?" put in Aunt Sallie, promptly, wiping her eyes, "I think that last thing mout be left out."
"Well, I don't kno'," said Uncle Davy--"you sho'ly ain't got no notion of marryin' agin, have you, Sally?"
"No--no--" said Aunt Sallie, thoughtfully, "but there aint no tellin' what a po' widder mout have to do if pushed to the wall."
"Well," sagely remarked Uncle Davy, "we'll jes' let it stan' as it is. It's like a dose of calomel for disorder of the stomach--if you need it it'll cure you, an' if you don't it won't hurt you. This thing of old folks fallin' in love ain't nothin' but a disorder of the stomach anyhow."