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Paul also does when he is speaking, Gal. iv., of the two sons of Abraham, and the two women; and Christ, in John v., of the serpent which Moses had erected in the wilderness. Such comparisons, when well drawn, are delightful; wherefore St. Peter introduces this here, that we may be able to comprehend faith under a pleasing image.
"An' o' course the gal wouldn't recognise you again. Don't tell me. I know something about women." Barry smiled. "But she isn't one of that sort, Mr. Watson. Both she and her father used to come and see me the mother hated me.
"Take gal that way," urged the Indian, with a jerk of his head. "Git out of cave that way! Quick! Ben him foller." Merry did not delay. Grasping Inza, he hurried her into the darkness. The cave narrowed, the walls closed in, and the roof came down. Crouching and feeling their way, they pressed on.
He did not know how far he might dare to interrogate Dirk in his present half-frenzied condition, but ventured, after a minute or two of silence, to ask, "Is it one of the children?" "Yes, my little gal!" said Dirk, groaning, "my little gal it is, an' nothin' to keep her frum it.
"Wal, ef folks wants to get a gal set on havin' a man, that 'ere's the way to go to work. Miry had a consid'able stiff will of her own; and, ef she didn't care about Tom Beacon before, she hated him now; and, if she liked Bill Elderkin before, she was clean gone over to him now.
Yer ears is allus skinned fer the whistle, ain't they an' eyes like a cat's, same as yer boss, eh? Yuh got to git some now, ole gal. Yuh ain't had a real run fer so long mebbe yuh're gittin' a bit seedy, like me. Well, yuh got a coupla miles right on yer tip-toes. Git goin', ole gal."
So if any one says to Dick as he ain't wearing his own hair, Dick can tell him he is a liar. "Lor', how grateful that gal was to Dick; he never was a particular good-looking young fellow, and he wasn't improved by the scrimmage, but I believe if he had axed her she would have given up everything and settled down as a hunter's wife." Dick growled an angry denial.
He didn't allow them overseers to whip and slash them niggers. They had to whip them right. Didn't allow no pateroles to bother them neither. That's a lot of help too. 'Cause them pateroles would eat you up. It was awful. Niggers used to run away to keep from bein' beat up. "I knowed one gal that ran away in the winter time and she went up into the hollow of a tree for protection.
"I been allowin' maybe you'd come back this time with your head sot on lettin' that gal alone, son." Thomas Jefferson was on his feet and a hot anger wave was sweeping him back over the years to other times when things used to turn red under the rage blast. But he got some sort of grip on himself before the words came.
He undressed 'imself and got into the bed he shared with Peter, and kept 'im awake for hours by telling 'im in a loud voice about all the gals he'd made love to in his life, and partikler about one gal that always fainted dead away whenever she saw either a red-'aired man or a monkey.
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