United States or Denmark ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"I'se tell you what, Jinny," he answered mischievously, with an emphasis on the word, "I'se call you Miss Jinny ef you'll call me Mistah Johnson. Mistah Johnson. You aint gwinter forget? Mistah Johnson." "I'll remember," she said. "Ned," she demanded suddenly, "would you like to be free?" The negro started. "Why you ax me dat, Jinny?" "Mr. Benbow's Hester is free," she said. "Who done freed her?"
Through interminable days, the sun beat down upon the city; and at night the tortured bricks flung back angrily the heat with which he had filled them. Great battles had been fought, and vast armies were drawing breath for greater ones to come. "Jinny," said the Colonel one day, "as we don't seem to be much use in town, I reckon we may as well go to Glencoe."
The three words she dragged out were so faint that perhaps none but Dart's strained ears heard them. "Wot price ME?" The soul of her was loosening fast and straining away, but Jinny Montaubyn followed it. "THERE IS NO DEATH," and her low voice had the tone of a slender silver trumpet. "In a minit yer 'll know in a minit. Lord," lifting her expectant face, "show her the wye."
And as she went down to them she thanked God that this friend had been spared to him. Never had the Captain's river yarns been better told than at the table that evening. Virginia did not see him glance at the Colonel when at last he had brought a smile to her face. "I'm going to leave Jinny with you, Lige," said Mr. Carvel, presently.
Sambo was taking the hint, when Miss Virginia called him back. "Where's Mr. Clarence? "Young Masr? I'll fotch him, Miss Jinny. He jes come home f'um seein' that thar trottin' hose he's gwine to race nex' week." Ned, who had tied Calhoun and was holding his mistress's bridle, sniffed. He had been Colonel Carvel's jockey in his younger days. "Shucks!" he said contemptuously.
I've so often thought that I was never really happy except when I had a baby in my arms." "It's a devilish trick of Nature's that she makes them stop coming at the very time that you want them most. Forty-five is not much more than half a lifetime, Jinny." "And when one has lived in their children as I have done, of course, one feels a little bit lost without them.
"Well, well, there is plenty of time to think it over between now and January," he said. "And now I have a little favor to ask of you, honey." "Yes?" she said. The Colonel took the other armchair, stretched his feet toward the blaze, and stroked his goatee. He glanced covertly at his daughter's profile. Twice he cleared hip throat. "Jinny?" "Jinny, I was going to speak of this young. Brice.
There's things must be settled first. They ain't going to look for him in my bedroom, be they?" The old man chuckled. "I'd like to see 'em at it. You got a temper, Jinny; and you got a pistol, too, eh?" He chuckled again. "As good a shot as any in the mountains. I can see you darin' 'em to come on.
To the discomfiture of the young ladies, Colonel Carvel pulled his goatee and guffawed. Virginia was for moving away. "How mean, Pa," she said indignantly. "How car, you expect them to do it right the first day, and in this wind?" "Oh! Jinny, look at Maurice!" exclaimed Maude, giggling. "He is pulled over on his head." The Colonel roared.
The expression on old Jimmy's face at thus being flouted by a black boy, was indescribable; he thought it his duty to persecute Tommy still farther, but now Tommy only laughed at him and said I made him do it, so old Jimmy gave him up at last as a bad job. Poor old fellow, he was always talking about his wife and children; I was to have Mary, and Peter Nicholls Jinny.
Word Of The Day