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Flyaway was frightened, and clung to Prudy for protection. "Don't the gemplum love little gee urls?" said she, in a voice as low and sad as a dying dove's. Mr. Poindexter laughed, and stroked the beautiful floss lovingly. "Just turn your sweet little face this way, dear child; that's all." "O, my shole! Must I turn my face to my back!" said Flyaway, bewildered.
De infirmities o' human natcheh, sah, is de common p'operty ob man, and a gemplum like yo'self, sah, a legislato' and a pow'ful speakah, is de lass one to hol' it agin de individal pusson. I confess, sah, de circumstances was propiskuous, de fees fahly good, and de risks inferior.
"Oh, Davy, gentlemen don't do things like that." "I know they don't," said Davy, as soon as he could speak, "but I ain't a gemplum." "But don't you want to be?" said shocked Anne. "Course I do. But you can't be a gemplum till you grow up." "Oh, indeed you can," Anne hastened to say, thinking she saw a chance to sow good seed betimes. "You can begin to be a gentleman when you are a little boy.
De gemplum who kept de shop was an artess hisself, and had been niggah to Kernel Henderson of Tennessee, and do gemplum I relieved was a Mr. Johnson. But de Kernel, he wouldn't see it in dat light, sah, and if yo' don' mind, sah"
As to what Marse Harry says ob de ignobling ob predecessors, I've had it, sah, from de best autority, sah de furst, I may say, sah de real prima facie men de gemplum ob his Serene Highness, in de korse eb ordinary conversashun, sah." "That'll do, George," said Pendleton, with paternal brusqueness. "Run on ahead and tell that blank chamberlain that Mr.
Don't blow open her eyes any more, Prudy; that's very naughty. If we do just as we ought to, and are kind to her, she'll be a comfort, and grow up a lady!" "O, will she?" asked Prudy, a little sadly. "I thought when she growed up she'd be a gemplum, like papa." "What an idea! But that's just as much sense as you little bits o' children have!
"She has given away what Aunt Ria paid her for Christmas," said Prudy, speaking for her; "she gave it all to the beggar." "Yes, she did; one, two, free, four, nineteen, tenteen," said Katie; "and the gemplum didn't love little goorls." "Why, Alice! to that man who was here yesterday?" Dotty was frowning at Prudy behind a chair. "Yes, 'm," she answered, in a stifled voice.
She was dressed for the evening party, which was provincially early; indeed, it was scarcely past nine o'clock when she had finished her toilet, when there came a rap at her door. It was one of Mammy Judy's children. "Dey is a gemplum, Miss Sally." "Yes, yes," said Miss Sally, impatiently, thinking only of her escort. "I'll be there in a minute. Run away. He can wait."
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