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She she Ain't I told you about her over and over again? Ain't I?" "Sh-h-h! Don't cry, Hat. Yes, yes; I know. She was a swell little kid; all the old girls say so. Sh-h-h!" "The the night she died I I died too; I " "Sh-h-h, dearie!" "I ain't crying, only only I can't help remembering." "Listen! That's the new hit Charley's playin' Up to Snuff! Say, ain't that got some little swing to it?
She was singing: "How often when at work I'm sittin', An' musin' sadly on the days of yore, I think I see my Katey knittin', An' the children playin' by the cabin door; I think I see the neighbours' faces All gathered round, their long-lost friend to see, Oh! though no one here knows how fair that place is, Heaven knows how dear my poor home was to me."
"Joan," said I, "this is Billy Pottery, a good mariner and friend of mine: and as deaf as a haddock." Billy made a leg; and as I pointed to the road where the cavalry had just disappeared, went on with a nod "That's so: old Sir G'arge Chudleigh's troop o' horse sent off to Bodmin to seize the High Sheriff and his posse there. Two hour agone I spied 'em, and ha' been ever since playin' spy."
Sometimes charms wuz used. "I 'member very well de day de Yankees cum. De slaves all cum a runnin' an' yellin': "Yankees is cumin', Yankee soljers is comin', hurrah". Bout two or three clock, we herd bugles blowing' an' guns on Taylah Ridge. Kids wuz playin' an' all 'cited.
It's not the way I've been used to playin' politics. There may be a lot of truth in what you say. Still, a man can't be jumpin' around like a cat in a bag. He has to be faithful to somebody sometime." Mr. Gilgan paused, considerably nonplussed by his own position. "Well," replied Cowperwood, sympathetically, "think it over. It's difficult business, this business of politics.
Thornton shrugged his shoulders. "There isn't any gang," he said, speaking as a man who knew. "It's one man with a confederate here and there maybe to keep him here. Every job that has been pulled off yet was a one man job." Blackie polished his bar and shook his head. "Jed Macintosh got cleaned out night before last," he retorted. "He'd made a clean-up right in here playin' stud.
I was a little huffed at that, and I sez: 'It's considered a very beautiful color. 'Mebbe it is, sez he, 'but I never cared much for fireworks. 'What yer mean? sez I. 'Look here, Squire! sez he; 'I don't mind scourin' and rubbin' down a hoss that will stay the same color TWICE, but when he gets to playin' a kaladeoskope on me, I kick! 'Trot him out, sez I, beginnin' to feel queer.
An' when time's o' consekens an' you got to arn your livin', you don' want to be playin' 'bout Casquets an' Jarsey 'stid of gittin' 'cross to Sark an' done wi' it." "Not a bit of it. You're quite right. Try some of this," as he began fumbling meaningly with a black stump of a pipe.
"Pull off yo' coat, Archie B.," said the Deacon, "I'm gwinter lick you fur gamblin'." "Pull off yo' coat, Archie B.," said his mother, "I'm goin' to lick you fur playin' hookey." "Pull it off, Archie B.," said his sister bossily, "I'm goin' to stan' by an' see." Archie B. pulled off his coat deliberately.
This ain't " Drew's thoughts flitted back to his meeting with Aunt Marianna on the Lexington road "all saber wavin' and chargin' the enemy and playin' hero to the home folks; this is sweatin' and dirt on you and your clothes, goin' mighty hungry, and cold and wet when it's the season for goin' cold and wet. It's takin' a lot of the bad, with not much good.
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