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I can't go back on my faithful word. I'd like real well to see them big trees, but I gotta keep my promus! You see he's waited long 'nough, an' he's ben real patient. Not always he cud get to see me every week, an' he might 'a' tuk Delmira that cooked to the inn five year ago.
You're jus' a li'l' ole ten'erfoot perfec'ly harmless li'l' ole ten'erfoot." "Thanks. May I ask you to have another?" "Nope. 'Nough's 'nough. 'S time f'r dinner." "Nearly. Well, if you flatly refuse to drink my health, I'll have to drink it alone, and that's rather egotistical, isn't it?" "Never. B' Gosh! You're sport. Funny li'l' ole ten'erfoot perf'ly harmless.
She is very active and does most of her own work. "I was born in Choctaw County, but I never knowed zackly how old I was, 'cause none o' my folks could read an' write. I reckon I be's 'bout a hund'ed, 'cause I was a big girl long time fo' Surrender. I was old 'nough to marry two years after dat. "My mammy come from Virginny. Her name was Harriet Brewer. My daddy was my young Marster.
She slipped back onct or twict at night to see us, but dat was all. She hired out to some folks dat warnt rich' nough to have no' slaves o' dey own. Dey was good to her, too. "When my ma went off a old woman called Aunt Emmaline kep' me. I think it was 'cause de marster laked me an' was always a-pettin' me. She was jealous. "She was always a-tryin' to whip me for somethin' or nother.
I can see by his clo'es he's one of the fine young fellows that does as they please. He won't think any good of you if you keep travellin' 'lone with him. It's all well 'nough when you get lost, an' he was nice to help you out and save you from snakes; but he knows he ain't no business travellin' 'lone with you, you pretty little creature!"
"I vum!" he went on presently, "while I was down t' the city, what with poor food an' not 'nough of it, an' homesickness fit t' kill, I thought I seed my course clear. I had a job openin' isters; an' I worked, I kin tell you! 'Bout all the city folks eat isters an' I seed a good bit of life down at my shop, an' I learned city ways an' badness!
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The answer was so gruff and short, and the fellow hesitated so long in adding anything to it, I began to think it was all off. "Wal," he consented to say at last, ungraciously, "thar 's a blame pile o' ye kim in lately, an' I calcalate we got 'bout 'nough fer our business, but I reckon as how Red will use ye somewhar.
Did you know we licked the British, sure 'nough?" he asked, as if the war had just ended. "We surely did," Blue Bonnet said, matching enthusiasm with his. It was strange to see a little Jewish emigrant espousing the cause of freedom so rapturously. "Showed them their proper place, didn't we?" "Bet yer!" Gabriel said, doubling up his fist and aiming a blow at the pillow behind the soldiers.
Because Martin had been right in his assertion concerning the gate-post, Blanchard felt a hazy conviction that Blee's estimate of the stone's virtue must also prove correct. He saw his wife at the window, and waved to her, and cried aloud that the cross was uncovered. "A poor thing in holy relics, sure 'nough," said Billy, wiping his forehead. "But a cross a clear cross?
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