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There is some folks that can be cheerful when their house is a-burnin' down before their eyes, and I've heard of one young man that laughed at his aunt's funeral," directing a severe glance at Jack; "but I'm not one of that kind. I think, with the Scriptures, that there's a time to weep." "Doesn't it say there's a time to laugh, too?" asked Mrs. Harding.

"They picked up our trail somehow," he answered, whipping up a blanket and saddle and throwing both on her horse. "They're about three miles back on the flat just a-burnin' the ground." "Saddle your own horse," she cried, running to his side. "I'll attend to mine." "You stuff all the papers back in the sack. That's yore job. Hustle, now. I'll get you out of this. Don't worry."

You'll find all the rooms redded up I mean " "Yes, yes," laughed Leighton, "I know what you mean all right. I haven't even forgotten the smell of hot mince pies. Lew, don't you notice a sort of culinary incense "Land sakes! them pies is a-burnin'!" shrieked Mrs. Tuck as she turned and ran. William offered to show the way to the bedrooms, but Leighton refused.

The world's a-burnin' up, Hen Billard, and you layin' there sleepin' and not helpin' a bit! Somebody's out there in the river!" and she rushed into the room where Hen was, and shook him. He bounced out of bed and pulled on his pantaloons, and was down-stairs in a minute. He ran bareheaded over to the bank, and when Jim Leonard saw him coming he holloed ten times as loud: "It's me, Hen!

He kept racing up and down the bank, and back and forth between the bank and the houses. The river was almost up to the top of the bank, and it looked a mile wide. Down at the bridge you could hardly see any light between the water and the bridge. Pretty soon people began to look out of their doors and windows, and Hen Billard's grandmother kept screaming: "The world's a-burnin' up!

To-morrow we'll go to father's an' if the old gentleman has got any money on the crops, which I expec' he has, by this time, I'll take up a part o' my share, an' we'll have a trip to Washington, an' see the President, an' Congress, an' the White House, an' the lamp always a-burnin' before the Supreme Court, an' "'Don't say no more, says I, 'it's splendid!

But Sedley knew the value of such threats and soon wiggled himself out of her grasp. "Da now, go 'long an' 'have yourself," she said, with admiring fondness, as he laughed and capered away from her. "Honey, what is you a-doin'?" she now inquired of Sibyl, who, with hot cheeks, was bending over a pile of coals. "Cookin' a bird? Let me do it, you's a-burnin' your little face clean to a cracklin'."