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"A feller can't be washin' his face all the time," said Dick. "It's the fashion to have a clean face in good society," said Frank, smiling. "It must be a good deal of trouble," said Dick. "Is my face very dirty?" "Not very. There's a black spot on each cheek, and one on the side of your nose, and your chin looks a little shady." "A feller can't keep very clean in my business."
I'm like a boy at school. And I'm a-findin' out that doing one's best licks fer others ain't all they is of it, though it's a good part. I feel like as if I must git Him, you know, to do lots for me. They's always some sums too hard fer a feller, and he has to ax the master to do 'em, you know. But see, the roan's a-stomping round. He wants to be off.
The feller held out a five-dollar bill to the rooster, an' he was tired o' such nonsense an' took a sudden peck at it an' tore it in two. "It's bad," sez I. "I knew it was bad," sez he. "I said when I took it that I bet it wasn't any good; but one o' these smooth Easterners give it to me. If I'd had a bird like that I wouldn't 'a' got stuck. What'll you take for him?"
"Y-yes." "Not when we all were! No!" Maudie's tear-washed eyes were regaining a dangerous brightness. "I wanted him to come with me. He wouldn't, and we quarrelled." "We didn't." "You didn't quarrel?" put in the Judge. "We did," said Maudie, breathless. "Not about that. It was because she wanted another feller to come, too." Again he shot an angry glance at the Kentuckian.
"Thanky, sir, fur bringin' him down here an' fur wot ye've done, He's he's a queer little feller," he added. "I've allers thort a heap of him. He's such a game little feller, an' an' such a queer little un."
If you were to ask me I'd say that blue was not their favorite color." "At any rate we don't stay long. Good-bye, friends, good-bye," said Warner, waving his hand toward two or three men who stood in the door of an old blacksmith shop. "You laugh, young feller," said a gnarled and knotted old man past eighty, "an' mebbe it's as well for you to laugh while you have the time to do it in.
They considered him, as Captain Shad said, "a first-rate, everyday sort of feller," who did not patronize nor put on airs, even though he was a "summer man" and rich. When he talked with them it was of things they understood, local affairs, the cranberry crop, fishing, and the doings of the Board of Selectmen.
They got to git credit fer what they done, jes' two kids doin' a reg'lar man's job. An' I reckon that not even that feller Eddy's son, that there chap they call the 'Wizard of Menlo Park, I reckon he couldn't 'lectrocute nothin' no better'n these here boys, Bill an' Gus, has lighted this here domycile.
He had determined on his speech, and he went into the first office with his song on his lips. "I'm looking for a place on a dairy farm; I've had five years' practical experience, and am a graduate of the Agricultural College. I'm after the position of bookkeeper and foreman." The man looked at him gravely. "You're aiming pretty high, young feller, for this country.
Part o' these mountain folks is men an' moonshiners, an' they don't think any more about a feller that owns a bank in Atlanta 'an they do of a mossback clod-hopper with the right sort o' heart in 'im. Say, Mostyn ain't nothin' but human, an' if what some say is so he ain't the highest grade o' that.
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