“Maybe not,” said Taleswapper. “But if you local boys don’t set up your own government, you can bet there’ll be plenty of city men willing to do it for you. That’s how Aaron Burr got to be governor of Suskwahenny, before Daniel Boone shot him dead in ninety-nine.”

“You make it sound like murder,” said Measure. “It was a fair duel.”

“To my way of thinking,” said Taleswapper, “a duel is just two murderers who agree to take turns trying to kill each other.”

“Not when one of them is an old country boy in buckskin and the other is a lying cheating city man,” said Measure.

“I don’t want no Aaron Burr trying to be governor over the Wobbish country,” said David. “And that’s what kind of man Bill Harrison is, down there in Carthage City. I’d vote for Armor before I’d vote for him.”

“And I’d vote for you before I’d vote for Armor,” said Taleswapper.

David grunted. He continued weaving rope around the notches of the sledge logs, binding them together. Taleswapper was doing the same thing on the other side. When he got to the knotting place, Taleswapper started to tie the two ends of the rope together.

“Wait on that,” said Measure. “I’ll go fetch Al Junior.” Measure took off at a jog up the slope to the quarry.

Taleswapper dropped the ends of the rope. “Alvin Junior ties the knots? I would have thought grown men like you could tie them tighter.”

David grinned. “He’s got a knack.”

“Don’t any of you have knacks?” asked Taleswapper.

“A few.”

“David’s got a knack with the ladies,” said Calm.

“Calm’s got dancing feet at a hoedown. Ain’t nobody fiddles like him, neither,” said David. “It ain’t on tune all the time, but he keeps that bow busy.”

“Measure’s a true shot,” said Calm. “He’s got an eye for things too far off for most folks to see.”

“We got our knacks,” said David. “The twins have a way of knowing when trouble’s brewing, and getting there just about in time.”

“And Pa, he fits things together. We have him do all the wood joints when we’re building furniture.”

“The womenfolk got women’s knacks.”

“But,” said Calm, “there ain’t nobody like Al Junior.”

David nodded gravely. “Thing is, Taleswapper, he don’t seem to know about it. I mean, he’s always kind of surprised when things turn out good. He’s right proud when we give him a job to do. I never seen him lord it over nobody because he’s got more of a knack than they do.”

“He’s a good boy,” said Calm.

“Kind of clumsy,” said David.

“Not clumsy,” said Calm. “Most times it isn’t his fault.”

“Let’s just say that accidents happen more common around him.”

“I wouldn’t say jinx or nothing,” said Calm.