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That little thing, just because she heard you and me scoldin', and you said that to her, that if it wasn't for her you'd go away. She never would." "Go away?" sobbed Fanny "go away? I wouldn't go away from hell if she was there.
Voluminous leafage blew behind and above her head, splashed with the white of sunlight and the gloom of swaying shadow. "Why, she's she's beautiful!" "Yes got prettier and prettier every time you looked at her...." "But," and Aunt Rachel sighed, "I couldn't do nothin' with her at all. An' scoldin' an' whippin' done no good, neither.
But she lay speechless, and, as far as she could be, motionless, the bed trembling under her with the quivering she could not still. Philip's wild tones caught the nurse's ears, and she entered full of the dignified indignation of wisdom. 'Are yo' for killing yo'r wife, measter? she asked. 'She's noane so strong as she can bear flytin' and scoldin', nor will she be for many a week to come.
I taken notice that time her strawberry preserves all soured on her hands, an' she painted my face with iodine, a man did die o' the erysipelas down here at Battle Creek, an' likely ez not she'd heerd of it. Sir? No, I didn't mention it at the time for fear she'd think best to lay on another coat, an' I felt sort o' disfiggured with it. Wife ain't a scoldin' woman, I'm thankful for that.
Some of them that don't hev to go to bed hungry hev scoldin' or squabblin' parents, an' they can't go a visitin' an' hear fine music, an' see nice things of every sort to take their minds off, as some young men in this meetin' house can.
They've tried scoldin' 'n' slappin', but she jus' keeps her mouth on the rampage, 'n' they can't get her to go back to her thumb f'r love nor money. Mrs.
I've seen 'em, time an' again, walkin' in processions, with Sisters of Charity in wide white flappin' caps all the time scoldin' them poor little girls for laughin' too loud or gettin' off the line or somethin' like that. An' them with long-tailed frocks an' choky kind of aperns an' big sunbonnets, lookin' right at my basket o' peanuts an' never tastin' a single one. Oh, jest catch me!
"Well," announced he, as he put down the box and pulled his adikey over his head, "I were seein' Santa Claus th' day an' givin' he a rare scoldin' for passin' my maid by these two year a rare scoldin' an' I'm thinkin' he'll not be passin' un by this Christmas. He'll not be wantin' another such scoldin'." "Oh!" said Emily, "'twere too bad t' scold un.
"No yer don't," said Nimbus; "yer's been a scoldin' an' abusin' me all dis yer time, an' now I'se gwine ter hab my way fer a little while." He went to the door and called: "Gena! Oh, Gena!" and as his wife did not answer, he said to one of his children, "Oh, Axylone, jes run inter de kitchen, son, an' tell yer ma ter put on anudder plate, fer Bre'er 'Liab's comin' ober ter take a bite wid us."
But your tongue?" "O Master Mann, I'll give up my tongue! I'll just work, and be still. If an Injun will give up his revenge, an' it's his natur', ought not I to give up my tongue? When I can't help scoldin' I'll just sing hymns." Mr. Mann gazed into the faces of the Indians. The warm sunlight fell upon them.
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