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Dey ought to put a white Marster over us, to show us an' make us work, only let us be free 'stead o' slaves. I think dat would-a been better 'n turnin' us loose lak dey done. "I lef' my Marster an' went over to de Jordon River, an' dere I stayed an' worked. I saved my money an' dat giv' me a start. I never touched it' til de year was winded up.
"Well," said Miss Peekin, with a disgusted look, "I s'pose He will, from the looks o' things; fur Eben sez that when Weasel told the fellers how it all wuz, they went to work an' put gold dust in a box fur Jim till ther wus more than he giv fur Brown, an' fellers from all round's been sendin' him dust ever since. He's mighty sight the richest man anywhere near this town."
He looked in, ma’am, as a brick-maker might, and then he come in, as a brickmaker might, and he wagged his tail at the pots, and he giv a sniff round and conveyed to me as he was used to beer. So I draw’d him a drop, and he drunk it up. Next morning he come agen by the clock and I draw’d him a pint, and ever since he has took his pint reg’lar.”
I kin stan' it fer ter be up all night, but Bill wus tellin' me we might hav' som' trouble down ter the Landin' unless we finished up our job yere afore mornin'." "Oh, I reckon not; whut was it Bill said?" "Quite a rigmarole frum furst ter last. Giv' me a light fer the pipe, will yer?"
One man summed up the steak with, "You got to work your jaw so hard to eat it that it ain’t fair to the next meal." His neighbor heaved a sigh. "This here formation, whatever it be"—and he turned the meat over for better inspection—"do shore remind me of an indestructible doll that an old maid aunt of mine giv’ my sister when we was kids.
"Oi'm fer doin' it, sorr," broke in Mahoney, "an' Oi'm spakin' fer ivery Irishmon in H troop." "And you, Miles?" "I'm not so bloomin' fond of a fight, Lieutenant," he said, scratching his head, "but I like to stay fighting after I once get started. Ain't that about the size of it, boys?" Several heads nodded, and one fellow growled, "Hell! we kin giv' 'em the same dose a third time."
Pompey laid aside his curry-comb and brush and folded his toil-worn hands. "Lord Jesus," he said quietly, "here is thy little lamb. She's out in de dark mountain, an' she's lonesum an' hungry, an' de col' rain of sorrow is beatin' on her head. Lord, thou is de good Shepherd. Let her hear thy voice a callin' her. Carry this little lamb in thy bosom an' giv her de joy of thy love."
"Why not say too good not to be true?" asked Angela, whose optimism to-day was ready to triumph over past stumbling-blocks. "It's settled, then if the hotel will let you off." "I've giv' in me notice, miss madam, I mean," replied the girl hastily. "There's some things I don't think Tim would like about me bein' in a hotel, and I was lookin' out for a private place.
Is all your money in English and Belgian securities? I says 'Chiefly Belgian and German and Austrian, and some I've giv' to me daughter to do as she likes with. 'Well' 'e says, 'friend speakin' to friend, you've giv' me several good tips this autumn, he says. 'Now I'll give you one in return.
"Whist! and fwhotz that durty gray paper wid the sales and flourishes?" "Faix, it bothers me intoirely. Shure it oin't in English." "Whist! Maggie, it's a Spanish grant!" "A Spanish grant? O Moike, and what did ye giv for it?" Mr. Roscommon laid his finger beside his nose and said softly, "Whishky!"
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