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Toad all over again. Unc' Billy chuckled and laughed just as they had at the idea of Old Mr. Toad's saying he had a beautiful voice. But Unc' Billy has a shrewd little head on his shoulders. After a few minutes he stopped laughing. "Ah done learn a right smart long time ago that Ah don' know all there is to know about mah neighbors," said he.
Eng., well. Lat., valeo, valor. 15. auil, vicious, wasteful. Sans., âvila, sinful, guilty; abala, weak. Eng., evil. 16. miec, much. Sans., mahat, great; manh or mah, to grow. Icel., miok, much. Eng., much. 17. vey, great. Sans., bahu, much. Greek, pothus. Sans., nah, to join or connect. German, nah, near. Sans., tûn, to fill. Sans., sita. Sans, kashãya, kasãya. Sans., tãta.
It is interesting that he is also the reputed author of two books on Adab, perhaps among the most ancient ones in Arabic literature. One of these books called the Smaller was probably contained in the other which is called the Larger and has the purely Persian title of Mah farra Jushnas.
De otomobeels kiver nuder passag' in de Bible which seze de peeple 'll rid' on de streets widout hosses en mules." "Mah fav'rite songs am "I Gwine to Jine de Gideon Band," and "Keep Yo' Lits Bunnin'." "Ter ole now ter wuk an' mah haid don' se'm ter be tergedder an' I'se gits he'ps frum de Welfare." INTERVIEW ANN MATTHEWS 719 9th Ave. South Nashville, Tennessee
Ah reckon yo' done make up fo' those lonesome feelings. Yes, Sah, Ah reckon so. Mah goodness, man, yo' done set everybody to running around like they was crazy!" exclaimed Unc' Billy. The owner of the long tail and sharp eyes threw back his head and laughed, and his laugh was like the most beautiful music. It made Unc' Billy feel good just listening to it.
"Yes, seh, Mahstah Majah, it suttinly do seem lahk them railroad genamen would git monst'ous rich a-runnin' them freight trains about th' kentry th' way lahk they do. Ah allus think them ole freight cyahs look maghty cheap an' common a-rattlin' around, but Ah teks mah ole hat off to um yehafteh. Yes, seh, Ah lays Ah will!
We lived dere on Marster Rankin's farm fer ye'rs in fact so long we tho't de place 'longed ter mah daddy. We had a house wid big cracks in hit, had a big fier place, a big pot dat hong on de fier en a skillet dat we cooked corn bread in. Had a hill ob taters under de house, would raise up a plank, rake down in de dirt git taters, put dem in de fier ter roast.
An embarrassed silence followed; the gas jet flickered weakly; then Ambrose said: "Untie mah han's, Aphrodite Ah'd jes' lak to hug you!" "Oh, Ambrose," she cried coyly. But she untied the rope just the same. Again came silence, broken only by a certain strange sound. Then Ambrose's voice came softly through the gloom: "Aphrodite," it said, "yo' lips am jes' lak plush!"
Den he asted me about de fire, an' how much damage it done, an' how we put it out. An' he end up by sayin' he'd laik t' buy mah mule, Boomerang, an' he wants t' come heah dis arternoon an' talk t' me about it." "He does, eh?" cried Tom. "What sort of a man was he, Rad?" "Well, a gen'man sort ob man, Massa Tom. Stranger t' me.
With that Topsy bent over and pulled one of the ears of Tumbling Tom. "Hey there! Stop it!" cried that toy, and he leaned over to tickle Topsy, but he leaned too far and down he fell. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed the black Doll. "Golly, I's mischievous; but mah black won't rub off! Look!" Topsy took up from the shelf a piece of the white paper Mr. Mugg used to wrap up the toys when they were purchased.
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