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"Damn' fool 's bes' fren' I would herd 'th low-down intellecks nev' 'preciated no chance to be firs'-class bad man." And so Buck McKee, desperado, died like many another ambitious soul, with expressions of disappointment on his lips. A New Deal Bud Lane, returning to camp, saw the returned Sheriff supporting the dying murderer of Terrill, and listening to what was undoubtedly his confession.
But I'm no more drunk than you are, Kittens, says I to her. 'Lemme call a cab now, like a good dear' but I can call my own cabs, dontcha fool yourself and I know what I'm a-doin', you bet! Say, my fren', whatcha say willye come home an' see me, an' hassome supper? Come 'long like a good feller don't be haughty!
She is kep' by my fren', Madame Bouvet." "Xavier," said Nick, looking at the rolling flood of the river, "suppose this levee should break?" "Ah," said Xavier, "then some Spaniard who never have a bath he feel what water is lak." Followed by Benjy with the saddle-bags, we went down the steps set in the levee into this strange, foreign city.
His manner was enough; even the obtuse detective could not ignore it. Maitland had no need to speak. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, standing his ground manfully but with a trace more of respect in his manner than had theretofore characterized it, "but there's uh gentleman uh your fren' Bannerman's outside 'nd wants tuh speak tuh yeh." "Tell him to " "Excuse me. He says he's gottuh see yeh.
Jim won't ever forgit you, Huck; you's de bes' fren' Jim's ever had; en you's de ONLY fren' ole Jim's got now." I was paddling off, all in a sweat to tell on him; but when he says this, it seemed to kind of take the tuck all out of me. I went along slow then, and I warn't right down certain whether I was glad I started or whether I warn't.
He said they was trying to raise money to send missionaries to the Southern States in America to preach to the vast numbers of negroes recently made free there. He said they were without the gospel. They were without tracts. I said, "My fren," this is a seris matter.
The girl whom "Billy" was waiting to meet! Rex was getting tired and hungry. Strong smiled a gentle, obstinate, tipsy smile and shook his head. "No, Recky, dear ol' fren' bes' fren' well, nev' min'. Can't tell girl's name; tha's her secret." "Don't be an ass, Billy quick, now, tell me the name." "Naughty, naughty!" quoted Billy again, and waggled his forefinger. "Danger hell fire!
Finally he turned his head and called, "Marthy", and a plump, kitten-like little woman appeared at a door, opening into the end of the bar, whereupon, the landlord, as he jerked his thumb over his shoulder to indicate their guest, remarked: "He wants ter know if 'ee kin be let ter see George Fennell. Says he's his fren, an uster know him to the war." Mrs.
An' Ah guess dat we've seen to-night dat we've got a Voodoo among us. Now, Mr. Travis" here he turned to Ambrose "we know what Aunt Belle Agassiz done on de Mathis Plantation in Georgia you ought to know what Tom Blue did in Texas. So we wants to warn you, as a fren' an' membah of dis club in good standin', dat you better leave town to-night."
Did ums blubble bigsplash crytears cos fren Padney was took off in black bag? Of all de darkies Massa Pat was verra best. I never see the like since I was born. Tiens, tiens, but it is well sad, that, my faith, yes. O, get, rev on a gradient one in nine. Live axle drives are souped. Lay you two to one Jenatzy licks him ruddy well hollow. Jappies? High angle fire, inyah! Sunk by war specials.
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