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His personal aspect, and a certain solemnity of countenance, led me to think he must be a clergyman; and as Master Benjamin Franklin blurted out before several of us boarders, one day, that "Sis had got a beau," I was pleased at the prospect of her becoming a minister's wife.
The man's alive agen and has A tongue! discretion guide it; he but sent His soule forth of an arrand; tis returnd, Now wee shall have some sentences. Co. Such are the strange varieties in love, Such heates, such desperate coldes, Sis. No more winter, and you love me, unlesse you can command the colepits; we have had a hard tyme on't already for want of fuell. Co.
You've got to make people talk about you, Sis, and this'll bring a gang of high-rollers your way. You've been so blamed proper that nobody's interested in you any more." For a moment Lorelei scrutinized her brother in silence, taken aback at his outrageous philosophy. Jim had changed greatly, she mused; not until very lately had she observed the full measure of the change in him.
When I lookt up an' seen it twuz Sis, I thought in my soul she 'uz the purtiest creetur I ever laid eyes on.
She picked up the receiver and was not surprised to find the party inquired for was herself. "This is Jack," came the welcome voice. "Is that you, sis?" "Oh, yes, Jack, dear!" she replied. Adele had gone out to fetch the chairs in from the porch. "I have been almost frantic. Where are you? Where is Clip? Where is Wren?"
I'm a rotten loser, Sis." "Oh! You mean Natalie? You like her?" "For a writer you select the most foolish words! Like, love, adore, worship words are no good, anyway. I'm dippy; I'm out of my head; I've lost my reason. I'm deliriously happy and miserably unhappy. "That's enough!" the girl exclaimed. "I can imagine the rest."
"You're right about that," was the response, and the lad looked affectionately at his sister. She had gotten over the momentary fright, and there was now a pretty flush on her face. "I'll overlook it this time, sis," went on Jack. "Perhaps he'll get his lesson later without me having to give it to him." "Aren't some of you going to tow me?" asked Sid rather disconsolately.
Ricollec', I had one o' dese heah green-handle sto'e brooms, an' Pompey he come over to my cabin one mornin' an' he say, 'Sis' Tamar, he say, 'would you mind loandin' Sis' Sophy-Sophia dat green-handle straw broom dat you sweeps out de chu'ch-house wid? You 'member, I was married to Wash Williams dat time Wash Williams wha' live down heah at de cross-roads now. He's married to Yaller Silvy now.
Look at this one, Sis!" said she, chuckling. "Some class to it, eh?" She pointed to an advertisement a trifle larger than its fellows, a trifle more boldly displayed in its black type. "Wanted: A Wife. A well-to-do and chivalrous rancher of abundant means and large holdings in a Western State wishes to correspond with a respectable young woman who will appreciate a good home and loving care.
It was a great blow to his vanity; but the more uncomfortable it made him the more earnestly he clung to it. Without appearing to avoid him, Sis managed to make the presence of Mrs. Parmalee and Mrs. Hightower an excuse for neglecting him.
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