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I'm gwinter bus' the wurl's record wid 'em both Kathleena the runnin' record an' Kathleen the gal record, so be damn to you an' don't pester me no mo'." "Did he say damn?" asked Bud aghast that such a word should ever come from the Bishop. "He sho' did, Bud. I wouldn't lie about the old man, now that he's dead.
"I'm sure we'd all be better off if we had a few real bloods here to squander their substance." "Well, here's a perposal to squander, all right," said McNutt. "But the question is, Does he know what he's runnin' up agin', and what it'll cost to do all the idiotic things as he says?" "Prob'ly not," answered the storekeeper.
I'll come down hansum, and do the thing genteel, you may depend. Then, sais you, 'put in for a back ground that noble, old Noah-like lookin' wood, that's as dark as comingo. Have you done? sais you. "'I guess so, sais he. "'Then put in a brook jist in front of it, runnin' over stones, and foamin' and a bubblin' up like any thing. "'It's in, sais he.
They 'll come out the kitchen door, choose their papers o' seasonin' an' bottles o' flavorin', worry you 'bout the price an' take the aidge off every dime, make up an' then onmake their minds 'bout what they want, ask if it's pure, an' when by good luck you git your cart out o' the yard, they come runnin' along the road after ye to git ye to swap a bottle o' vanilla for some spruce gum an' give 'em back the change."
Councillor Grinder said that even if it was true that the haverage lives of the working classes was twenty years shorter than those of the better classes, he could not see what it had got to do with Dr Weakling. They was not runnin' short of workers, was they? There was still plenty of 'em left. It was a free country. If they wasn't satisfied, they would stick up for theirselves!
"No," says Valentina; "we're fixin' to buy another swamp." Then they both laughed, like it was some huge joke. "But how is everyone?" goes on Warrie. "Uncle Jake still going out after stone-crabs?" "Every mornin'," says Valentina. "And they're runnin' fine this winter, too. He put near a bushel on the schooner before we sailed. We had 'em all the way up."
"Casey Ryan ain't the man t' set in the shade whilst there's men runnin' loose he's darned anxious t' meet." "I've been thinking over the deal those fellows pulled on you.
Maybe " with a suggestive wink, "maybe you can kind of well, kind of keep things runnin' smooth in the galley. You know what I mean." Laban grinned. "Cal'late you won't have no more trouble that way, Cap'n," he observed. "I guess that's over. Zuby and I understand each other better'n we did. I THOUGHT she was mighty " "Mighty what?" Mr. Ginn had broken off his sentence in the middle.
When he was little he was allers buildin' dams in the brook, an' sailin' chips, an' runnin' on the logs; allers choppin' up stickins an' raftin' 'em together in the pond.
"Well, there was a gang across the street to- night across from my place, I mean and that sneaking Tom Terrill and Darby Meeker, and I reckon all the rest of 'em, was there. And they was runnin' back and forth to my place, and a-drinkin' a good deal, and the more they drinks the louder they talks.
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