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"Oh, Catherine," sais I, a givin' her a wink, "take care of theeself, or thy Musquodobit farm, with its hundred acres of intervale meadow, and seventy head of horned cattle, is gone." He took a very amatory look at her after that hint. "Verily she would be a duck in Quaco, friend Jehu," said I.
If you want 'em opened still wider, just try to find out how long it would take you to count that sum, at the rate of sixty to the minute, beginning one, two, three, and so on, workin' eight hours a day without takin' time for meals, but givin' you off sixty-five days each year for Sundays and holidays to recruit your wasted energies."
I'm givin' you the responsibility of carryin' it to Drifting Smoke Crossing, where you'll transfer the mails to Roger Picknoll. You'll find relay ponies waitin' as per usual at the stages along the trail. And, say, you gotter be some keerful." Kiddie smiled. "D'you mean more'n ordinary careful?" he asked. "Isn't an Express rider always careful?" "You've hit it," nodded the agent.
Sometimes it's just the 'Thank you, she gives when somebody insists on givin' us their seat and they're always doin' that givin' us seats, I mean. And sometimes it's the way she smiles at a baby or a dog. All dogs everywhere wag their tails at her, anyway, and all babies, big and little, smile and reach out to her.
"Oh! laws," said Clo, "yer want it yerself don't be a givin' away yer truck." "I'd ruther yer had it," observed Vic, "blue's allers becoming to yer, ain't it, Mr. Dolf?"
Fortune-telling, you know. He wanted twenty a month. Think of that!" "Never mind the Sarge," says I. "Did you know Mr. Gordon?" "Pyramid?" says she. "Rather! Back in the '90's, that was. I was in his offices for awhile." "Oh ho!" says I. "Then you must be the one. Would you mind givin' me a sketch of the affair?" Mrs. Shaw shrugs her shoulders under the old cape. "Why should I care now?" says she.
Ridin' fence is about as excitin' as waitin' for sun-up, an' after a couple of months at it I was feelin' the need of a little change, so I drove down to Danders the first day of April, an' while I was standin' on the platform watchin' the train pull in an' take water, a cute little feller dismounted an' after givin' me a complete look-over, he sez: "Me good man, are you a type of this community?"
Course it was a mistake o' mine; but ain't we all liable to go a bit astray? "I'm jest givin' yeh these few examples t' show yeh that things wasn't altogether O.K. 'tween me an' the crew. They was always swearin' at me, an' callin' of me names, an' heavin' things at me head, because I'd done or hadn't done suthin' or other.
The statement that his old friend had become a lord, and was in danger of being an earl if he lived long enough, caused Dick to so open his eyes and mouth, and start, that his cap fell off. When he picked it up, he uttered a rather singular exclamation. Mr. Havisham thought it singular, but Cedric had heard it before. "I soy!" he said, "what're yer givin' us?"
Thar's a stockade in the place which some invadin' Yanks has built, an' thar's about twenty of 'em inside, sort o' givin' orders to the village an' makin' its patriotic inhabitants either march or mark time, whichever chances to be their Yankee caprices.
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