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"Why, I say, old man, I am sure I love the gal." "She is a comely and kind girl," said the father. "I wish she could love me." "She does." "Does she? well, I tell you what, Boone, give her to me, I'll try to make her happy." "I will but not yet," said the venerable patriarch. "Why, you are both of you mere children; she can't get a house, and how could you support her?"

They had feared that their game might take a train to the city, and when they saw them board the train bound for the Island the man who had spotted the game said: "What did I tell you, covies?" "They are going to the beach." "They are, dead sure." "We are in luck." "We are, you bet, and now I am going to prophesy again. That gal has got a good thing.

'She must be a good gal, my lady. She couldn't have got it from t' other side. Got it from you. Not that you 'No, said Lady Jocelyn, apprehending him. 'I'm afraid I have no Republican virtues. I 'm afraid I should have rejected the pill.

The Apostle Paul draws a contrast in Gal. iv. 1-7 between the babe under the tutelage of the law and differing nothing from a servant, and the full grown son who is no more a servant but a son walking in joyous liberty. It sometimes seems as if comparatively few Christians to-day had really thrown off the bondage of law, rules outside themselves, and entered into the joyous liberty of sons.

His voice was so sharp and insistent, so changed, that Buckmaster turned from the doorway and came back into the room. "What's the use of my hearin'? You want me not to kill Greevy, because of that gal. What's she to me?" "Nothing to you, Buck, but Clint was everything to her." The mountaineer stood like one petrified. "What's that what's that you say? It's a damn lie!"

"You ain't to be as other young gentlemen. All the better! You're a fine bold young gentleman, and your father's a right to be proud of ye. Well, sir I'm sure I thank him for't he comes to hear of you and Luce, and of course he don't want nothin' o' that more do I. I meets him there! What's more I won't have nothin' of it. She be my gal. She were left to my protection. And she's a lady, sir.

"I'm going to finish since I have begun," said Betty proudly. "Now please use this fan, Serena, and rest yourself, and I shall be ready in a few minutes. I'm having a beautiful good time. Which pitcher shall I take for the fresh water?" and out she went to the cool old well under the apple-tree. "Now was there ever such a darlin' gal," said sister Sarah, and Serena nodded her head.

"That depends ... Lahoma is well, I suppose?" "The picture of health when she left," Brick declared admiringly, "and the prettiest little gal this side of the angels. When the early sunlight peeps over the mountain and laughs at the cove that's sulking from thinking it's about to be left out in the day's doings that's like Lahoma's smile.

Speech and looks go hand in hand, like, and what one can't do, the other is pretty sartain to perform! Such a gal, in a month, might spoil the stoutest warrior in the colony." "And am I then so mistaken? Do you really love war, Deerslayer, better than the hearth, and the affections?"

I mean our crowd, and there won't be one who will give the secret away. And we'll give that gal a rush that would turn her pretty red head if it belonged to anybody else but there is no turning a wise head like hers." "We won't let any women in on it either," said Pete. "Not even the Widow Simco?" asked Major Fitch.