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I wondered what they wos for, but he wos al'ays doin' sich queer things that I soon forgot it. `May be, thought I, jist before it went out o' my mind, `may be he thinks that 'll stop the pistol from goin' off by accident, for ye must know he'd let it off three times the first day by accident, and well-nigh blowed off his leg the last time, only the shot lodged in the back o' a big toad he'd jist stuffed into his breeches' pocket.

Roger had come back into the kitchen and was looking curiously at his aunt. "Diff'rent? He was another man. He didn't even look the same. Sich eyes! Al'ays looking past ye at something behind ye. They'd give anyone creeps. He never had any notion of flesh-and-blood women after that said a man wouldn't, after seeing Isabel. His life was plumb ruined. Lucky he died young.

"Sometimes I want to go back myself," he said wearily; "it's gittin' too much for me here." Martha Hawn looked at her husband stretched on the bed in a drunken sleep and began to cry softly. "It's al'ays been too much fer me," she sobbed. "I've al'ays wanted to go back."

"Three months ago he hardly dared hope for me he would have kissed the dust under my feet and now he flies into fits of jealousy because I dance with another man." "'Tis human natur to go by leaps an' starts in love, Molly." "It's a foolish way, grandfather." "Well, I ain't claimin' that we're over-wise, but thar's al'ays life ready to teach us."

Look hyeh, stranger, whut you reckon the Lawd kep' a-writin' thar on the groun' that day when them fellers was a-pesterin' him 'bout that pore woman? Don't you jes know he was a writin' 'bout sech as HIM an' Rosie? I tell ye, brother, he writ thar jes what I'm al'ays a-sayin'. Hit hain't the woman's fault.

No, let's see: first about the trees. Da chopped off a lot of Elm trees that looked terrible nice from her windy. She's awful queer about a tree. She hates to see 'em cut down, an' that soured her same as if she owned 'em. Then there wuz the pigs. He al'ays does that. Then he comes home an' says to Ma, 'Seems to me the old lady is pretty hard put.

"It's all love befo' marriage an' all shortenin' arterwards," observed Betsey Bottom, with scorn. "I've al'ays noticed in this world that the less men folks have to say for themselves the better case they make of it. When they've spent all thar time sence Adam tryin' to throw dust in the eyes of women, it would be better manners if they'd stop twittin' 'em because they'd succeeded."

I come to see if this 'ere noos be true an' to tell you how sorry I be." "I'd 'low the noos bain't true, but come in all the same, Betty. I be al'ays glad to see you. You'd best be marchin', Jenny Pitcher, you and your new sweetheart, else it'll be dark afore you get home." Jenny looked at her admirer, who nodded encouragingly and nudged her with his elbow.

"O! Mas'r George, ye mustn't talk so 'bout yer father!" "Lor, Uncle Tom, I don't mean anything bad." "And now, Mas'r George," said Tom, "ye must be a good boy; 'member how many hearts is sot on ye. Al'ays keep close to yer mother. Don't be gettin' into any of them foolish ways boys has of gettin' too big to mind their mothers.

You know how he set folks to workin' in the mountains. I've al'ays thought I'd like to ben up on them mountains an' heard the axes ringin' an' listened to the talk. An' then there was pomegranates an' cherubim, an' as for silver an' gold, they were as common as dirt.