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I disremember which camp it was now adzackly but anyway, it 'peared like he had plenty o' time to go and come, fer from that time on he kep' on a-comin' ever' time Marthy 'ud come home, he'd come, too; and I got to noticin' 'at Marthy come home a good 'eal more'n she used to afore Morris first brought her. And blame' ef the thing didn't git to worryin' me!
I reckoned surely I warn't fur from home, and it was Huldah after me, calling. Away I shouted again; and back flew an answer full scream, and now it was a good 'eal nearer. It couldn't be Huldah. It sounded a little like her voice, but it screamed sharper than she ever did in a call or a scold. Louder, and sharper, and nearer come another singe-er of a scream, and I knew in a trice what it was.
"I guess I've a good 'eal to say haven't I, Serry?" Sarah reddened, but stood beside him bravely. "I guess you have, Bill, about as much as I have." There was a moment of dramatic tension and the girls tingled with sympathy. "Let 'er go," said Bill, splitting a straw with his knife. He had not proposed to Sarah before and he felt an unusual exaltation to think it came so easy after all.
They ain't no leather-faced young upstart with weepin'-willow hail going to throw up to me how I brung him up. That's gratitood fur you, that is!" says Hank. "If it hadn't of been fur me giving you a home when I found you first, where would you of been now?" "Well," I says, "I might of been a good 'eal better off.
From this she broke away by turning suddenly to Lady Ella. "Youa husband's views," she said, "we'e a 'eal 'evelation to me. It was like not being blind all at once." Lady Ella was always pleased to hear her husband praised. Her colour brightened a little. "They seem very ordinary views," she said modestly. "You share them?" cried Lady Sunderbund. "But of course," said Lady Ella.
"I don't know that I ever saw things get in just such shape. Paper enough-but exchange, ye know, and readjustment of accounts." "I don't know much about banking, myself," said Vance, good naturedly; "but I s'pose it's a good 'eal same as with a man. Git short o' cash, first they know -ain't got a cent to spare." "That's the idea exactly.
"Scriptur pernounced the cuss." "The Scripture!" exclaimed Fabens. "The Scripture pronounced a curse! What do you mean? What does the Scripture say to condemn George Ludlow?" "A good 'eal, I guess," said Troffater. "The Scripture says 'Woe unto him that all men speak well of; and George Ludlow is the man!" "O, you will be Tilly Troffater, as long as you live!" said Fabens.
Nipper Brown is the best scolar in my class. i am the wirst. i can lick Nipper easy. Jan. 11. brite and fair. After school me and Beany and Pewt and Fatty Melcher and Pozzy Chadwick and lots of fellers went skating on fresh river. i was skating backwerd and i got one leg in a eal hole, gosh the water was cold and before i got home my britches leg was all froze.
"You ain't wuth nothing but to eat vittles and wear out clothes." "Well," I says, "I figger I earn my vittles and a good 'eal more. And as fur as clothes goes, I never had none but what Elmira made out'n yourn." "Who brung you up?" asts Hank. "You done it," says I, "and by your own say-so you done a dern poor job at it."
"There's a good 'eal in that dream, I say now; and it gives me hope. Come, let's give another good hunt." "Hugh!" groaned an Indian, dolefully; "he gone, he dead; we no find 'im." "So I b'lieve," added Troffater. "I dremp las night tew, as wal as Granny Fabens; but then our dreams don't agree azackly. I dremp a shaggy wolf ketched 'im.
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