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So they tuk him to the horspittle, 'n Larks he up an' died there yestiddy. So us fellars we're goin' to give Larks a stylish funeril, you bet. We liked Larks an' it went over his back. Say, mister, there ain't nothin' mean 'bout us, come to buryin' of Larks; 'n we've voted to settle on one them 'Gates Ajar' pieces made o'flowers, doncherknow.
"She'll git one the fust day of every month. Give her the larnin' she's so hell-bent on, stuff her plumb full on it. An' ef you let ennything happen to her" his brows lowered threateningly "I'll come back an' blow yer whole blame' horspittle into eternity!" "Pop!" Sally pleaded, "Pop!" But his emotions were at high tide and he did not heed her.
"And then, as soon as things are a bit different to what you like, back you goes to the old style, and begins giving your orders. Now just fancy me going to the guvnor's quarters and saying to him, `Hi! you, sir, you're not to bring Miss Deane to the horspittle to-day. "`Who says so? says he. "`Dick Smithson, Esquire.
Thar ain't a log-rollin' ner a house-raisin' in our neck of the woods thet Jeb Hawkins ain't sent fer. I kin h'ist a barrel with the best of 'em, and shake up Ole Dan Tucker ez peart ez the next one. Now how about yer scholards? This here horspittle is full of 'em.
I am only a poor, ignorant chap, but I do know this, through having been in horspittle, that you have got to keep quiet and not worry yourself if you are going to get well. First thing, sir, is that you have got to get strong enough so that we can escape." "Yes, yes, Pete; that's right! Escape!" cried Archie excitedly. "Take it coolly, sir," remonstrated the lad. "Well, I will be cool, Pete."
"No, no. We will try to prevent that. But what did he do with you?" "Put me in a horspittle," replies Jo, whispering, "till I wor discharged, then gave me a little money. 'Nobody wants you here, he ses. 'You go and tramp, he ses. 'You move on, he ses.
"She didn't look good when she come, and she's lookin' worse every day. First we know we'll have her down on her back.... And then what?... S'pose she was to be took sudden? Who'd we notify?" "The horspittle," said the mercenary, callously. "She's sich a mite of a thing, with them big eyes lookin' sorry all the while. I feel sort of drawed to her.
Ez fer these new-fangled doctorin's, they won't nary one ov 'em do the good yarbs will. I'd ruther trust bitter-goldenseal root to cure a ailment than all the durn physic in this here horspittle. I ben a-studyin' these here doctors, an' I don't take much stock in 'em; instid of workin' on a organ thet gets twisted, they ups and draws hit.
"Not a minute, sir," cried the poor fellow's nurse. "You feel as if you couldn't touch anything, of course, but your horspittle orderly says it is only making a beginning; and here you are cocoa-nutful clear, fresh water, so tip it down at once."
I won't dab the place with the handkerchy, because it will feel cooler if you let it dry by itself." "Why, Pete, you are as good as a nurse." "Oh, I don't know, sir. Tidy, like tidy. You see, I have had two goes over the chaps in horspittle, and one can't help picking up a bit." "No nurse could have done better," said Archie in a tone full of relief. "Well, sir, 'tain't much to talk about.
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