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"Now, then!" said Marillac, who had been extremely busy during these preparations, and had spread a dozen musical scores upon the top of the piano, "it is agreed that we shall sing the duet from Mose. There are two or three little boarding-school misses here whose mothers are dying for them to show off. You understand that we must sacrifice ourselves to encourage them.
Kelly and the marshal saluted gallantly, but Mose did not even bow. She leaned from her carriage and called: "What's that I hear, marshal, about your getting shot?" "All a mistake, Madam. I thought I recognized this young man and was politely ordering him out of town when he pulled his gun and nailed me to the cross." The woman turned a smiling face toward Mose. "He must be a wonder.
The train on which Mose was being transported from the land of snow to the land of flowers was about ten miles from New Orleans, when it passed a northern-bound freight, and in a few moments two large men, with brass buttons on their coats, came marching into the Cincinnati sleeper. They came down the aisle, closely scanning the faces of all the male passengers.
"Why, Mosé, you're quite an artist," he said as he went into his state-room. "Keep the lager as cool as you can. Put half a dozen bottles and some hock on the poop with some wet towels round them. We'll be up late to-night." "Yes, sir," answered the man, and as he turned away a grim smile for a second flitted across his swarthy features.
How you know dey ain't no ghosts?" An' li'l' black Mose he kinder lean' up 'g'inst de school-teacher whut board at Unc' Silas Diggs's house, an' he 'low': "'Ca'se 'ca'se 'ca'se I met de cap'n ghost, an' I met de gin'ral ghost, an' I met de king ghost, an' I met all de ghostes whut yiver was in de whole worl', an' yivery ghost say' de same thing: 'Dey ain't no ghosts. An' if de cap'n ghost an' de gin'ral ghost an' de king ghost an' all de ghostes in de whole worl' don't know ef dar am ghostes, who does?"
Dick opened the kitchen door, and led Ford through that into the bunk-room. "You wait here I'm afraid Mose might come back," he said, and went into the kitchen. When he returned he had a gallon jug in his hand. He was still smiling.
"I neveh 'cused him of it," replied Mose sulkily. "A hossman wouldn't have wanted his adversary to write a book. If he'd said make a book, now ... but the best way to get square with an adversary is to have him start a hoss in the same race with you, Mose." "I'll take yo' word faw it, boss," said Mose.
He came in at our place one evening with a big hook and line from 'down east' the kind of tackle used in salt water. 'What ye goin' t' dew with it? Uncle Eb enquired. 'Ketch thet fish ye talk 5' much about goin' t' put him out o' the way. ''Tain't fair, said Uncle Eb, 'its reedic'lous. Like leading a pup with a log chain. 'Don't care, said Mose, 'I'm goin' t' go fishin t'morrer.
But byme-by Sally Ann, whut live' up de road, draps in, an' Mistah Sally Ann, whut is her husban', he draps in, an' Zack Badget an' de school-teacher whut board' at Unc' Silas Diggs's house drap in, an' a powerful lot ob folks drap in. An' li'l' black Mose he seen dat gwine be one s'prise-party, an' he right down cheerful 'bout dat.
As to Vendramin, if he cannot understand this sublime music, he is perhaps incurable." "If you would but tell me the cause of their madness, I could cure them," said the Frenchman. "And since when have great physicians ceased to read men's minds?" said she, jestingly. The ballet was long since ended; the second act of Mose was beginning. The pit was perfectly attentive.
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