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"Well, I could do so onct," stated Cephus in the manner of one who formerly had followed rough-riding for a calling, "but leadin' a public life fur so long, lak I has, I ain't had much time fur private pleasures. 'Sides w'ich, ef I'm goin' sound the notes I'll be needin' both hands free fur my instermint." "Puzzactly the same thought w'ich came to me, jes' lak I'm tellin' it to you," agreed Cump.

"Lawd A'mighty, dar's bad times yer, Miss Sary!" he cried, "Miss Angela she's been mos' dead fur goin' on two hours, en we all's done sont Cephus on de bay horse arter Marse Jonathan!" Three days later the bay horse returned at a gallop with Jonathan Gay in the saddle.

Cercopithecus, young, seized by an eagle and rescued by the troop; definition of species of. Cercopithecus cephus, sexual difference of colour in. Cercopithecus cynosurus and griseo-viridis, colour of the scrotum in. Cercopithecus Diana, sexual differences of colour in. Cercopithecus griseo-viridis. Cercopithecus petaurista, whiskers, etc., of. Ceres, of birds, bright colours of.

And, with her, around and around went also Prof. Cephus Fringe, but not willingly and by no means blithely. He shed his high hat and with it all lingering essences of his dignity. One of Mittie May's feet squashed down on the high hat and it folded up like a condensed time-card. He lost the last vestige of his vanishing authority when he lost his saxophone.

At the point where the narrative was broken into for the interpolation of the episode now set forth, the head of the parade, as will be remembered, was just coming abreast of the old show-grounds. Now, the head of the parade was Cephus Fringe, and none other.

And its present chief ornament, next only to the Sin Killer himself indeed, its chiefest ornament of all in the estimation of impressionable younger unmarried female members was Prof. Cephus Fringe. At thought of him and of this, Jeff Poindexter, reperched on his wabbly piggin, wove his furrowed brow into a closer and more intricate pattern of cordial dislike.

For if the main reason of his unhappiness was Ophelia Stubblefield, the secondary reason and principal contributory cause was this same Cephus Fringe. Ophelia's favorite letter may not have been F, but it should have been. She was fair, fickle, fawn-toned, flirty, flighty, and frequently false. Jeff cast back in his mind.

Let me go, my good woman; I can't stand here all night." "Des a minute, marster. Dese yer chickings ain' never sot dey feet on de yearth, caze dey's been riz right in de cabin, en dey's done et dar vittles outer de same plate wid me en Cephus. Ef'n dey spy a chice bit er bacon on de een er de knife hit 'uz moughty likely ter fin' hits way down dir throat instid er down me en Cephus'."

Arvilly had to kinder feed the invalid man, Cephus Shute by name had to kinder kneel down by him and hold the plate and teacup, and help him to eat. And, strange to say, Arvilly wuzn't skairt a mite she ruther enjoyed it of the two; for before two days wuz over she owned up that if there wuz any extra good bits she'd ruther he'd have 'em than to have 'em herself.

Naw, suh, that Jeffy, he'd be most highly overjoyed to haul off an' lend a helpin' hand, ef by so doin' he mout put you onder a favor to him." Cephus sniffed, half disarmed but wavering. "Wharin' could he he'p out? He ain't ownin' no private string of ridin'-hosses so fur ez I've took note of."