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"Soprano sentimental," she answered, trying to be offhand and at ease. "Whata you doin' it for?" he demanded directly. "For fun; what else?" she countered. "I just sized you up for that as soon as I put eyes on you. You ain't graftin' for a paper, are you?" "I never met but one editor in my life," she replied evasively, "and I, he well, we didn't get on very well together."

Bernadine howled aloud. Mrs. Caldwell was not at home; but the cry brought Mrs. Davy out in her spectacles. When she saw the child's dangerous predicament, she seized Beth and shook her emphatically. "Oh, thank you," said Beth. "What 'a' you bin doin' now, you bad girl?" said Mrs. Davy. "Hold on, missy," she called up to Bernadine. "We'll soon 'ave ye down. You're all right!

"Yes, of course." "'Cause Mexico has been about the only place a puncher could work that long without doin' day labor on foot half the year. Yes, I been there. 'Course, now, I'm doin' high finance, and givin' advice to the young, and livin' on my income. And say, when it comes to real brain work, I'm the Most Exhausted Baked High Potentate, but I wouldn't do no mineral labor for nobody.

"For as I see it, she's the one entitled t' complain." "I'll tell y'," answered Johnnie, earnestly; "I've swept off the roof twice, good's I could, and I've swept the stairs that go up t' the roof. And once I swept this hall." "A true scout!" pronounced the Father. "And I'm not doubtin' that if ye'd promise t' go on doin' the same, Madam'd be glad t' let ye go up. Suppose ye try the suggestion."

Why did you come to Kansas, anyway, and what did you reckon upon doin'? I guess you ain't goin' to teach school always." The young man flushed under the frankness of the girl's gaze and question, and what appeared like contempt in her opinion of him. Again he became painfully conscious that there was a wide social difference between Miss Conklin and himself.

"What do you want, Joe?" "Does you know whar Mas' Sam's a-takin' us to, an' what he's gwine to do when he gits dar?" "No, of course I don't." "How you know den, dat he's doin' de bes' thing?" But the conversation was terminated by a word from Sam, who said, in a whisper, "Joe, I'll tell you where we're going if you keep talking." "Whar, Mas' Sam?" "Into the hands of the Indians.

"It's kind of queer to me," he went on, slowly, "to see the number of folks that make up their minds to be good or what they call good because they're scared to be bad. Doin' right because right IS right, and lettin' the Almighty credit 'em with that, because He's generally supposed to know it's right full well as they do that ain't enough for their kind.

Or had we ought, rayther, to be up an doin, pluck up our sperrits like men, and go about our important work with energy? Which of these two, my friends? I pause for a reply." This was quite a speech for Captain Corbet, and the effort seemed quite an exhaustive one. He paused some time for a reply; but as no reply was forthcoming, he continued his remarks.

A wholesale stationer supplied them, and a benevolent lady paid the bill. "Leave me alone," cried Looney from habit, "I ain't doin' nuffin." "All right," said Alfred airily; "I've only come to fetch somethink." But just at that moment he heard the superintendent's footstep coming along the passage. There was no escape and no time for thought.

He'll blow your carkis to hell, an' charge the devil freightage for doin' it." There was a look of agreement in the eyes that watched Scipio's mild face. There was more: there was sympathy and pity for him, feelings in these men for which there was no other means of expression. But Scipio was unmoved from his purpose. His underlip protruded obstinately.