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Corkey started to throw something in the fire, and has kept to his purpose. "Yessah!" says the mascot, sagaciously. "Bet your black life!" vows Corkey, as if great things hung by it. He looks with renewed affection on his protege. "I git you into the league nine, sure, Noey!" "Yessah!" It is plain that the mascot will preserve an admirable reticence.
Ther scripter don't say thet God'l mighty cussed Canyon, it says thet Noey cussed him, an ef Noey hed kep sober an b'haved hisself he wouldenter hed ter cuss at eny body. Whose teachin air we er follerin? Ole Noey's er our Blessed Lawd an Saviour? He sed all things what soiver ye wood thet men should do ter yo, do ye evan so ter thim.
"Now, Mandy, yer know ther scripter reads thet Canyon was the son er Ham an wus cussed bekase his daddy laffed at ole Noey, bekase when he layed down ter sleep he didn't pull the kivver on his self proper like. When de ole man woke up the tother boys tole him what Ham hed done, he cussed Canyon Ham's son, and sed sarvant of sarvants shill he be.
He lie in the stern and Noey try to help him, but the sea was fearful. I couldn't hear him speak. Noey the coon here hear him speak. "'Are you a-dying, old man? I asks. "Noey says he answer that he was." "Yessah, h-h-he done spoke that he w-w-was."
No, that's not politics, but life is too short. We go out on deck." "To make the raft?" "Oh, that's all poppycock! Don't you believe no newspaper yarn. You just listen to me. I'm giving it to you straight. We go out on deck, and then I don't see Lockwin till we git the wood-choppers. How many of them wood-choppers, Noey?" "Ei-ei-eight!" "Mrs. Lockwin, them wood-choppers was no earthly use.
And as for reggilations, I've a doo respect for County Council till it sets up to reggilate Providence, when I falls back on th' Lord's text to Noey that, boy an' man, I've never known fail. While th' earth remaineth, seed-time and harvest shall not cease.
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