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"Git a doctor!" murmured Eradicate. "Call someone on de tellifoam! Git fo' doctors!" "We must get him into the house first," declared Mr. Damon, who, seeing that Tom was off the shed roof, had stopped mid-way to the powerhouse, and retraced his steps. "Let's carry him into the house. Bless my pocketbook! but he must have been shocked worse than he thought."

"Ah don' know, oh, Ah don' know," sobbed the poor girl; "only hit's somethin' mahty mean fo' sho'. He's that low-down 'n sneaky hit's sho' to be somethin' mean," she reiterated. "It seems to me, Melissa, that if I were married, I shouldn't want to have a secret that my husband didn't know.

"Oh, I'm shooting away down the river to the dredging work Carlson insists I must advise him and then up in to Sacramento, running over the Teal Slough land on the way, to see Wing Fo Wong." "And in heaven's name who is this Wing Fo Wong?" she laughingly queried, "that you must trot and see him?" "A very important personage, my dear.

"But they were fighters, them fellers?" said Jordan. "Yes, great fighters," said Sedgwick. "And their hosses war thoroughbreds, every one? Isn't thet so, Jim?" said Jordan. "They were great horses, indeed," said Sedgwick. "Powerful," said Jordan, "good for fo' mile heats, sho'? And thet other chap, Nais, didn't he settle round here somewhar?" "You mean Æneas, Jordan.

"The north shore, eh!" he exclaimed on seeing the sea. "Yes, Sah! Annotta Bay, Sah!" "Do you know anyone around these parts?" "Fo' de sake, yes, Sah! I was born in dese parts. I jes' went to Spanish Town a few years ago, when my wife's folks died." "Do you know anyone who has a motor boat?" "You want to buy one?" "Not unless I have to. Do you happen to know of any?"

"Hyer I is, young Marster, hyer I is," cried Big Abel, stretching out his hand over Congo's head, and "Hyer I is, too," shouted Cephas from behind him. "I seed you fu'st, fo' de Lawd, I seed you fu'st!" They gathered eagerly round him, and with a laugh, and a word for one and all, he caught the outstretched hands, scattering his favours like a young Jove.

She added, as if it followed logically, "He's so different from what I thought a New York business man would be." "It's your Virginia tradition to despise business," said Beaton, rudely. Miss Woodburn laughed again. "Despahse it? Mah goodness! we want to get into it and woak it fo' all it's wo'th, as Mr. Fulkerson says. That tradition is all past. You don't know what the Soath is now.

"Bob Morgan, Ah reckon. Looks like his horse." "Come to get somethin' fo' Mr. Baron. O-oh, Bob!" Bob looked around his horse's nose, and held up his hand in token of understanding. He unlocked the cabin and disappeared within, coming out again with a bundle, which he tied on to the saddle, and then led his animal towards the trees at the spring.

Now that everybody is seein' that yo' can't make a negro jes' the same as a white man by givin' him a vote, thar's a chance fo' the po' white. I reckon the 'Cracker' as a 'Cracker' is goin' to be extinct pretty soon, an' the South is goin' to be proud o' the stock it once despised.

He saw no one, until, turning a corner, a little later, he met Eradicate Sampson. "You haven't seen any strangers around here just now, have you, Rad?" asked Tom anxiously. "No, indeedy, I hasn't, Massa Tom. What fo' kind ob a stranger was him?" "That's just what I don't know. Rad. But some one sneaked into the library lust now and took some of my plans while my father dozed off.