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"O, yes, I did say so once, and I suppose I must tell it so every time, or you'll fuss! Well, I had a yellow dress all striped off in checks " "Di'n't it go this way?" said Dotty, smoothing the sheet with her little hand, "and this way?" "What? What?" Susy roused herself and rubbed her eyes.

While he was spluttering, William, who had just discovered that his bird had flown, appeared at the window. "He's got out," he said reproachfully. "Look at him. He's got out. An' all our trouble for nothing. Why di'n't someone stop him gettin' out?" William and Ginger sat on the railing that separated their houses. "It's not really much fun bein' a knight," said William slowly.

Stopping short suddenly it turned again and looked at its master with a high head, as if to say, "There! what think you of that?" "You ole scoundril," growled the negro, with an injured look, "di'n't I say we's got no time to waste? eh! Come, now. Das enuff o' your fun."

The eyes returned, so did the pout, and the pot was whipped off the fire in a twinkling, but not before a mighty hiss was heard and the head of the black maiden was involved in a cloud of steam and ashes! "I told you so!" cried Mary, quoting from an ancient Manuscript. "No, you di'n't," retorted her servitor, speaking from the depths of her own consciousness.

"I wrote it on a bit of paper an' sent it up the chimney," she said confidingly. "I said I di'n't want no toys nor sweeties nor nuffin'. I said I only wanted a nice supper for Dad when he comes out Christmas Eve. We ain't got much money, me an' Mother, an' we carn't get 'im much of a spread, but if this 'ere Christmas chap sends one fer 'im, it'll be fine!" Her eyes were dreamy with ecstasy.

The latter was expatiating exultantly upon his own bravery and shrewdness in effecting the recapture of his prisoners. "Why, Jedge," said he, "fust off it di'n't look like we'd ever git track of 'em at all. I cotched the trail at Portsmouth at last, and follered 'em back into Ohio. They was shore on the 'underground' and bound for Canada, or leastways Chicago.

"I knows dat, Sooz'n, not even a nigger." "Ob course not," continued Susan; "so what does massa do, but goes off straight to Kurnel Muchbunks, an' he says, says he, `Kurnel, you's a beggar." "No, Sooz'n, he di'n't say dat. Dough you says it wid your own sweet lips, I don' beliebe it." "Right, Quashy. You's allers right," returned the bride, with a beaming smile. "I made a 'stake das all.

Ai' tham my bizless, Billy? W'y, sure. Charley, you're goof feller. You too, Billy. You're goof feller, too. Say. Wur-wur if Miller's is open yet? 'Spose it is? Charley; I dub bes' I knowed how, di'n't I, now? Affor that Chief come up thas stairway and say me: 'Come ou' that, ye cussed fool! Aw say! 'Come ou' that 'Called me fool, too! Oo-hoo-hoo-oo-oo-oo!" "Hello, Dan! Hurt yourself any?

Anyway she said we could still be knights an' help people, di'n't she? Anyway, I'll get my bugle. That'll be something." William's bugle had just returned to public life after one of its periodic terms of retirement into his father's keeping. "I'll carry the bugle," said Ginger, "'cause I'm squire." William was loth to give up his treasure.

"She say not'ing not one word on'y she smile a leetle, an' kiss her hand to him when he hoed away. It passes my compre'nshin, kite. An' as we rode home she says to me, says she, `Quashy, you's a good boy! I bery near say to her, `Manuela, you's a bad gurl, but I di'n't feel kite up to dat." "Quashy, you're a fool," said Susan, abruptly.