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Ole Miss didn't know nuffin', an' Miss Dory was a little quar, an' dis po' chile is like 'em," was Jake's reply, which brought a deep flush to Eloise's face. She had felt her cheeks burning all the time she had been looking round on her mother's home, wondering what Jack would think of it.
"Das right, Geo'giana," he said, in a soft voice; "cry away, it'll do you good. Nuffin like cryin' w'en you's fit to bust! An' w'en you's got it ober we'll talk all about it." "Oh, Peter!" cried Hester, drying her eyes somewhat impatiently; "how could you be so cruel? Why why could you not have waited just one minute to let me look at him?"
"Well, now," said Bobby, after recovering from the fit of laughter and thigh-slapping into which this news had thrown him, "if this don't beat cockfightin' all to nuffin'! why, mother, Hetty'll know baby the moment she claps eyes on it." "Of course she will," said Mrs Frog; "it is really very awkward, an' I can't think what to do. I'm half afraid to tell Hetty."
"You will be better after this." "Me not seasick, massa; de sea have nuffin to do with it. It's de boat dat will jump up and down instead of going quiet." "It's all the same thing, Dan; and I hope she won't jump about more before we get into the river." But in another half hour Vincent had to bring the boat's head up to the wind, lower the lug, and tie down the last reef.
"But I can't lay hyeah long, doctah, case I ain't got nuffin' to go on." "Well, take your choice: the bed or the boneyard." Eliza began to cry. "You needn't sniffle," said the doctor; "I don't see what you people want to come up here for anyhow. Why don't you stay down South where you belong? You come up here and you're just a burden and a trouble to the city.
He fotched de poor darkies out ob workin' all de time for nuffin for dem Sesh, and he know what he doin'. He goin' to let dem Sesh 'spect dat dey whip dem Yanks affer while, but he not let dem do it. He jes' coaxin' dem on till he git good men hold of de army, den dey all git smash up. Jes' like Genl Tom, de Laud save him for dat. Don't you see dat?
"What's dat you sayin' 'bout Juba, Massa Ernest?" asked the old woman, entering the room. "I told Frank you might go to school with him." "Maybe I'd go and take care of him, honey." "But you wouldn't want to study." "I wouldn't study nohow. I's a poor, ignorant nigger. Never shall know nuffin', I expect." "Don't you think you could learn to read, Juba?" "No, I couldn't.
"Might as well blaze at the beast wi' sand," said Hockins. "Or wid nuffin'," sighed Ebony. "Nevertheless, I will try," said Mark, quickly. "We shall be starved to death at this rate. Yonder is a line of bushes that runs close out to the brute. I'll stalk it. When close I will make a dash at it, get as near as I can, clap the muzzle against its ribs if possible, and well, we shall see!
Seeing this, his friend quietly put a bucket beside him. "I say, Zulu," observed the poor boy with a desperate attempt at pleasantry, "I wonder what's up." "Des nuffin' up yit but he won't be long," replied the young cook with a look full of sympathy. It would be unjust to our little hero to proceed further.
As the colored man and Frank were pacing outside the huts, keeping their watch, the negro suddenly gripped the boy's arm. "Fo' de lub ob goodness, man, wha's dat?" he exclaimed, getting as pale as it is possible for a negro to become. "What?" demanded the boy. "I can't see anything." He stared about him in the gloom. "Ain't nuffin ter SEE," rejoined Rastus, in a low, awed tone. "But, hark!"
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