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"It ain't true," said Elsy, "my mistis is a born lady, and she wouldn't steal for anyting. I don't beliebe a word ob it." "I don't beliebe neider," replied the old woman, "but for all dat, dey did carry her to prison because dey say she steal money."

"Jack," Tom spoke at length, "do you know what I think?" "No, Tom, I do not," replied Jack. "You think so many things it's hard to keep track of them all. I wish I might. What is it?" "I don't believe the boys ever were in that cabin at all." "Oh, yes, dey was, Boss!" protested Doright. "Ah seen 'em." "Then they got out!" stoutly maintained Tom. "Where are they now?" asked Frank.

I'm a witness to dat, 'caze dey borried my broom yas, 'm.

He flung himself down on the grass by her side. Distress was written so plainly all over his hot face that Candace stopped in her work over the dolls to turn and regard him. "Bress yer heart, honey," she cried, now as much worried over Joel as she had been about the dolls, "dey ain't hurt a mite not a single grain," she added emphatically. "Oh, Candace, are you sure?" he exclaimed delightedly.

"I hope not, mammy; and were Aunt Phillis, and Uncle Jack, and all the rest pleased with their presents?" "I reckon dey was, darlin', mos' ready to go off de handle, 'tirely." Chloe had soon built up her fire and coaxed it into a bright blaze, and in a few moments more she pronounced the room sufficiently warm for her nursling to get up and be dressed.

Everyone lives in public in a small town, and the women-kind were the first to find out that Brigitte had laid in an extra stock of provisions. The thing could not be disputed. Brigitte had been seen in the market-place betimes that morning, and, wonderful to relate, she had bought the one hare to be had. The whole town knew that Mme. de Dey did not care for game.

Dey tol' 'im dey'd burn his house down if he stay in it, but if he'd go on to jail, dey'd give 'im a fair trial. "'Well, Mr. McClendon were shot down 'side Miss Cornelia. I seen him when he fell on his face. De man dat fired de gun turn him over an' say, "Well, us got' im." "'Dem outside say, "Boys, it'll never do! Dey aint all in dere yet.

There ought to be any number of them on the mainland, for I happen to know that many of you black people make the most of your living on the water." "Dat's a fac', moster," replied Jonas, "but I aint no pilot. Dey used to be some on de mainland, but dey aint dar now. Dey up to de forts on de Island." "All of them?" inquired the captain.

After a visit to the Dey of Algiers, the last representative of those Barbary Moors who were the "Terror of the Seas," as the Muette de Portici has it, I received at Leghorn an invitation from the Grand Duke of Tuscany to come to Florence, and was taken thither by the French Minister, M. de Ganay, a charming man.

On the opposite side, at the rear, were baggage and storerooms. Just beside her she noted a boot-black's stand, where a colored boy listlessly waited for customers. "Shine, miss?" he inquired. "No," said Josie in a businesslike tone; "I'm looking for the printing office." "Secon' door, miss," indicating it with a gesture; "but dey ain't nobody dere. De room's mos'ly kep' locked."