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"'Case," Mandy Ann began, "you as't me, an' fo' de Lawd I mus' tell de truffe. He's very tall an' gran', an' w'ars fine close, an' han's is white as a cotton bat, but his eyes doan set right in his head. They look hard, an' not a bit smilin', an' he looks proud as ef he thought we was dirt, an' dem white han's I do' know, but pears like they'd squeeze body an' soul till you done cry wid pain.

But w'en you git Hannibal out'n de house, en git all thoo wid dis baby-doll, you mus' fetch it back ter me, fer it's monst'us powerful goopher, en is liable ter make mo' trouble ef you leabe it layin' roun'. "Well, Jeff tuk de baby-doll, en slip' up ter de big house, en whistle' ter Chloe, en w'en she come out he tol' 'er w'at ole Aun' Peggy had said.

The two consuls of the year were Titus Manlius Torquatus and Publius Decius Mus. They were both very distinguished men.

If "Marse David" said he was there, he was there; that is all there could be to it. "He suttinly mus' be thah, sah. But I 'spec's he mussa fo'got to tell anybody 'bout hit, sah." "Ask Jeff to call me early in the morning, Pete," said David. "Good night." "Good night, Marse David." The boy went out, gently closing the door behind him. Almost instantly it was reopened.

Ef trouble mus' come, let it come 'pon me. I'm ole, but I'm tough; I'm ole, but I got de strenk. Lord! let de troubles en de trials come 'pon de ole nigger w'at kin stan' um, en save my little Mistiss fum sheddin' one tear. En den, at de las' fetch us all home ter hev'm, whar dey's res' fer de w'ary. Amen."

Uncle Andrew, well pleased with his recital, retired to his corner by the hearth and listened "mannerdly" after first warning the visitor in a gentle undertone, that "My wife she ain got much mem'ry an she don hear good." Aunt Mollie's rambling reminiscences backed up his statement. She began. "Reckon I mus be 'bout eighty-two, three year old. I dunno exactly.

Nobody followed, and the crowd was puzzled. Young Jasper carried a Winchester across his saddle-bow, and, swaying with the action of his horse, came on. "What air he about?" "He's a plumb idgit." "He mus' be crazy." "He's drunk!" The wonder ceased. Young Jasper was reeling. Two or three Stetsons slipped from the crowd, and there was a galloping of hoofs the other way.

I 'll never leave you again," he replied doggedly. "But, Be'y, you mus'. You 'll only mek it ha'der on me, an' Gibson 'll beat me ag'in." "Ag'in!" She hung her head: "Yes." He gripped himself hard. "Why cain't you come on off wid me, Fannie? You was mine fus'." "I could n't. He would fin' me anywhaih I went to." "Let him fin' you. You 'll be wid me, an' we 'll settle it, him an' me."

An' then when you pay that five dollar the kaupule and the judge will say, "Now you mus' pay for all the bad things that that horse do before you come here." You see they wan' that money for church very bad, because they very jealous of Halamua church. * Tapu, in this sense, means boycotting. 'Jealous of Halamua church! Why?

"'Now then, says Jone, as the cars went abuzzin' along, 'I feel as if I was really on a bridal-trip, which I mus' say I didn't at that there asylum. "An' then I said: 'I should think not, an' we both bust out a-laughin', as well we might, feelin' sich a change of surroundin's.