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"Why," said Miss Blair, having finally effected some sort of affectionate compromise with Miss Shelley, "why, these news, they say that that N'York man is Sally Madeira's sweetheart, tew!" "Lan' alive! I've heard that m'self!" said Mrs. Beasley, the wife of the Grange storekeeper. She had heard no such thing, but Mrs.
I asked, wishing to learn whether there was any probability that my friend still lived. "Did I? I did; an' a sight that wur. Did 'ee iver see a catamount riz?" "I believe I have," said I. "Wal, that wur him. He wur in the shanty when it felled. So were I m'self; but I wa'n't there long arter.
"'God save ye, says she, 'may yer meal barrel niver run empty an' may yer bread foriver be roughcasted wi' butther! "I begun t' swither whin she left. Says I, 'Withero, is yer specs clane? Kin ye see th' Son ov Maan in th' Dummy? 'Begorra, I dunno, says I t' m'self. I scratched m' head an' swithered till I thought m' brains wud turn t' stone.
"And how funny he looks with that red thing o-o-o-n!" Miss Swan explained that she had thrown that in for the colour, and that they had been fancying him in the character of a young Roman. "You think he's got a Roman n-o-o-se?" asked Statira through her own. "I think Lem's got a kind of a pug, m'self," said 'Manda Grier. "Well, 'Manda Grier!" said Statira.
You have two distinct states of existence, you see: a cloven one, and an uncloven one; and what you have done in one you are totally oblivious of in the other." Something like an occult wink trembled for a moment in the right eye of Mr. "Tha's ver' true," said he, thoughtfully. "I've been 'blivious m'self, frequently. Never c'd r'member wharIowed."
If he wanted more, I'd let him have an eighty j'inun'" "I'd like t' try that m'self," said Lime, as a feeler. The old fellow said nothing in reply for a moment. "Ef you had a team an' tools an' a woman, I'd jest as lief you'd have it as anybody." "Sell me your blacks, and I'll pay half down the balance in the fall.
"Aw, look here!" he began, with his voice very near to tears. Then he gulped and took a more warlike tone. "I don't set m'self up t' be a know-it-all but I guess I can tell when a man's full uh booze. Two or three uh yuh have licked me mor'n once but that's all right. I'm willing t' back up anything I've said, and yuh can wade right in a soon as you're a mind to. "I don't back down a darn inch.
There I was born and lived with my old father and mother until I was ten or eleven years old. "One dark, stormy night we war attacked by them red devils, and that father and mother were butchered before my eyes. During the confusion of the attack, I escaped to the woods and secreted m'self until it was over.
There was passion in his steely grey eyes when he advanced towards her, but although the Girl saw the look she did not flinch, and met it in a clear, straight glance. "Look here, Jack Rance," she said, "let's have it out right now. I run The Polka 'cause I like it. My father taught me the business an', well, don't you worry 'bout me I can look after m'self.
Purr, and see Mr. Hurd. He'll give you the five pounds if you take him to Tray." Sylvia handed back the paper. "Tray seems to be ill." "Ill or well, he sha'n't lose me five pun, if I 'ave to drag 'im to the lock-up m'self," said Mrs. Purr, resolutely. "Where's my bunnet my shawl oh lor' five pun! Them is as good allays gits rewards," and she hurried out, hardly able to walk for excitement.
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