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"Does you mean I couldn'? Why, ain' you 'shamed of yohse'f talkin' dat a-way to ole Zack! I could a-tol' you, spry's yoh please, but it warn't good fer li'l boys jes' den." "Then tell me now!" Bip challenged. "How ole is you, honey?" came the irrelevant question. "I'll be seven next time," he answered. "Seven nex' time!"
An' li'l' black Mose he jes kinder stan' on one foot, an' he jes kinder suck' he thumb, an' he jes kinder 'low': "I don't know nuffin' erbout ghosts, 'ca'se dey ain't no ghosts."
Ye had every dang one o' the big chief's wives hangin' over ye and kissin' ye so hard it sounded like a machine gun. Ain't that right, fellers? Me, I'm so jealous I could bite the both of ye." "Schwandorf dead?" hoarsely queried McKay. "Huh? Oh, him? Sure. Ye fixed him right, Cap. The pretty li'l' blackbirds has flew away with him by now. Say, ye mind that feller Yuarry? Know what he done? Wal "
As he piloted the big bay horse around the first turn into the back stretch, Jockey Mose estimated the distance between his mount and the flying Ghost, taking no note of the other entries. Then he began to urge Elisha slightly. "Can't loaf much to-day, hawss!" he coaxed. "Shake yo'self! Li'l mo' steam!"
An' me that was mother an' father both to her that did rock her cradle with these hands an' wash the li'l year-auld body of her. To forget all all she owed! It cuts me that deep!" "Deep as a wire into cheese, I lay. An' well it may; but han't no new thing; you stablish yourself with that.
''Pears lak he gettin' mo' res'less an' mis'ble, Miss Dorry. "'Cato, she 'low, 'I spec' ma' haid gwine ache if I lie hyah in dishyere baid mo'n two free day. Whar ma' milk an' co'n pone, Cato? "So I des sot de salver down side de baid, suh, an' li'l Miss Dorry she done set up in de baid, suh, an' hole out one li'l bare arm "
"Git into that nice li'l cot an' go by-by," said the new papa genially. Freddy had not seen the cot before. It had been moved in during his absence at the theatre, and stood white, narrow, and lonely, partly concealed by a screen. "I I always slep' with Florette," faltered Freddy. This seemed to amuse the new papa. But Florette flushed and looked annoyed.
Rising to go, the pair asked a great favor. It made them, they said, "very 'appy to perceive that Mr. Chezter, by writing, has make his mother well acquaint' with that li'l' coterie in Royal Street, in which they, sometime', 'ave the honor to be include'." "The honor" meant the modest condescension, and when Mrs. Chester's charming smile recognized the fact the pair took fresh delight in her.
How li'l everythin' is," said Chrisfield. "Out Indiana way we wouldn't look at a cornfield that size. But it sort o' reminds me the way it used to be out home in the spring o' the year." "I'd like to see Indiana in the springtime," said Andrews. "Well you'll come out when the war's over and us guys is all home...won't you, Andy?" "You bet I will." They were going into the suburbs of a town.
Can't nobody talk whin he ain't got no mouf, an' can't nobody have no mouf whin he ain't got no head, an' whin li'l black Mose he look, he see dat ghost ain't go no head at all. Nary head. So de ghost say: "Ah come on down yere fo' to git a pumpkin fo' a head, an' Ah pick dat ixact pumpkin whut yo' gwine tek, an' Ah don't like dat one bit. No, sah.
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