midday
Yere , yo ' ki-yi , yo ' bettah mek friends with ol' Cookie , 'cause he got charge o ' de grub . Yere 's a li'l e fat ma'ow bone what mebbe come off 'n yo ' own grandchile , but yo ' ain ' goin ' to mind dat now yo ' is trans formulated dis yere way . '' And evidently the reincarnated ghost-pig did not . With the midday reunion my hour of distinction arrived . The tale of the ghost-pig was told from the beginning by Cookie , with high tributes to my courage in sallying forth in pursuit of the phantom . Even those holding other views of the genesis of the white dog were amazed at his presence on the island . In spite of Cookie 's aspersions , the creature was no mongrel , but a thoroughbred of points .