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Knows almost as much as old Abe Lincoln himself." "Do you say that Sherman has extra tunnels, too, to put in whenever one is needed?" asked Harry, with opening eyes. "O, cert," replied Shorty carelessly. "You seen that big iron buildin' we went into to git on the cars at Louisville? That was really a tunnel, all ready to be shoved out on the road when it was needed.
"S'pos'n', den, jes' fer de argyment, me an' my ole 'oman sh'd fall out en wanter separate, how could I git a defoce?" "That would depend on what you quarreled about. It 's pretty hard work to answer general questions in a particular way.
The men was all in favor of it, fur none of 'em had forgot it was Christmas day. But Tom Simmons he was ag'in' it strong, fur he was thinkin' he'd git some of the money if we got the Mary Auguster into port. He was a selfish-minded man, was Tom, but it was his nater, an' I s'pose he couldn't help it.
Mender, "he didn't git a mite of satisfaction out of me. I've seen enough of his kind of folks to know how to deal with 'em, and I told him so. I asked him what they meant by sending that slick Mr. Tooting 'raound to offer me five hundred dollars. I said I was willin' to trust my case on that crossin' to a jury." Austen smiled, in spite of his mingled emotions. "What else did Mr.
You'd better beliebe I trabeled fast to tell you ob it." "From which direction do you think they come?" "Dunno, but I finks de way dey looks dat dey come purty near from dis way, mighty clus to whar we's standin'; and I t'inks dey'll take de same route to git back agin." Somehow or other, the Lieutenant had the same impression as the negro.
When he started on the dark trail that led to the clearing, I wondered at his courage it was so black beyond the firelight. While we sat alone I plead for a story, but the thoughts of Uncle Eb had gone to roost early in a sort of gloomy meditation. 'Be still, my boy, said he, 'an' go t' sleep. I ain't agoin' t' tell no yarns an' git ye all stirred up. Ye go t' sleep.
"It must be a sad thing a very sad thing," said Penn, watching the boy's face, "for his mother and his father, who think he is dead. To lose a child to lose a man-child!" "Git out o' this, Penn," said Dan. "Go aft and finish your game with Uncle Salters. Tell Dad I'll stand Harve's watch ef he don't keer. He's played aout."
"The money, I think, is in your side pocket." The countryman searched the pocket quickly and brought out a flat pocketbook. "Hullo! this ain't mine!" he ejaculated. He opened the pocketbook and inside were the twelve fifty-dollar bills. "My money sure enough! How in the world did it git there?" "This man just slipped the pocketbook into your pocket," answered Joe.
"But you're pretty young to manage 'em jest so; you ain't quite big enough either, and you're too big to git in through the cat-hole. And I allow that you don't stand no particular show after the first week or so of gittin' into the house any other way." "I'll get in, though, and I won't go in through the cat-hole either. I'll promise you that, if you'll sustain me."
"Only let 'em try it," chorused a half dozen voices, "an' dey'll soon see who'll git de bes' ob de guns; an' as to taking keer ob ourselves, I specs we kin take keer ob ourselves as well as take keer ob dem." "Yes," said Tom, "who plants de cotton and raises all de crops?" "'They eat the meat and give us the bones, Eat the cherries and give us the stones,
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