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"That's it," continued WEEDEN, pulling down his cap to hide, perhaps, the spot where wisdom would leak out. "And, talking of signs, I say find out yer own pertickler sign, then follow it blindly till the end." He straightened up and looked with an air of respectful candour at the others. The decision of his statement delighted them. The children felt something of awe in it.

Now the Lord A'mighty put thet air pertickler thing in you fer some good reason, an' ther's bound to be a hitch in the machinery when hit's took out. Hit's a marvel to me some of these here patients ain't a amblin' round on all fours from what's been did to their insides!" "But think whut the doctor did fer me," urged Sally. "I ain't fergittin'," Pop said suddenly, "an' I've paid 'em fer hit.

Wonder if there'd be any chance of me lending a hand?" Dollops thought a moment. "You might try, sir 'twould do no 'arm, anyway," he said after a pause. "Pertickler as you're my mate, so ter speak. Ought ter be able to work it, I should think.... Look. Who's a-comin' now? If it ain't ole Black Whiskers 'imself!" And Black Whiskers it was, to be sure.

"Lord! ye needn't be pertickler, doctor; it's safe 'nough," returned Simon Basset, with a sly roll of facetious eyes towards the company. The doctor deigned no further reply. "I'll stan' any man in this company anything he'll put up," cried Simon Basset, who was getting aroused to a singular energy. Nobody responded.

"Oh, I can't do it," said Miss Butterworth at once. "I'm crowded to death with work. It's a hurrying time of year." "Yes, I knowed that, but this is a pertickler job." "Oh, they are all particular jobs," responded Miss Butterworth, shaking her head. "But this is a job fur pertickler folks." "Folks are all alike to me," said Miss Butterworth, sharply.

"Fifteen," interjected the skipper. "Thank'ee, sir, I ain't much of a hand at figgers myself, but in course you're right fifteen it is," said Dickinson. "Then there's me and Tom Poole that's my pertickler mate promoted he is to the armourer's berth and Dick Sullivan and Ned Masters that's four more, making fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen nineteen, ain't it, sir?"

"And I'm the pertickler party that hocus-pocused 'em." "Not you. I gave special orders to the clerks. They weren't sold in lots." "No more they wa'n't. One man to the pair and one pair to the man, and a couple of hundred of them; but it was my dust they chucked into the scales an nobody else's. Drink? Don't mind. Easy! Put up your sack. Call it rebate, for I kin afford it. . . Goin' out?

He even allowed his mask-like face to emphasize his words. "You're almighty pertickler, mister. You ask for dirty work to be done, an' when that dirty work's done, gorl-darn-it you croak like a flannel-mouthed temperance lecturer. Guess I came hyar to talk straight biz. Jest leave the temperance track, an' hit the main trail." Pedro's face was not pretty to look upon.

"He's been a good son," said the mother, fondly; "never no trouble, always been pertickler, and always quite the gentleman. He always smokes his cigar of a Sunday, and I remember the very first money 'e ever earned 'e spent on a cane with a dog's 'ed to it." "Yes," said Poppy again. "The gells he's 'ad after 'im wouldn't be believed," said Mrs.

Sary limped over to a wooden chair and sitting there with her foot held tenderly in both hands, she rocked back and forth, threatening, in an undertone, all males but Jeb in particular. "You-all jes' wait! Don't think Sary Dodd's a fule cuz she hain't! Ah'll git you yit, so run away an' make-out like-es-how you are free and not lookin' to any female in pertickler!"