United States or Spain ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"Lawd a-me!" she gulped out. "Ef Ah ain't sho'ly laid mah ol' eyes on Marse Go'don. Is dat sho' 'nuf yo', wid yo' red coat an' all?" "It sure is, Mammy," Mac answered. "How does it happen you're traveling this way? I thought you were at Fort Walsh. Is Miss Lyn along?" "She suttinly am," Mammy Thomas emphatically asserted. "Yo' doan catch dis chile a-mosyin' obeh dese yeah plains by huh lonesome.
Why do you talk so, Sir? Sir Feeb. Was it anger'd at the Fool's Prattle? tum a-me, tum a-me, I'll undress it, effags, I will Roguy. Let. You are so wanton, Sir, you make me blush I will not go to bed, unless you'll promise me Sir Feeb. Let. What shall I do? assist me, gentle Maid, Thy Eyes methinks put on a little hope. Phil. Take Courage, Madam you guess right be confident. Sir Feeb.
Word Of The Day