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You know dey ain't no tukky roaster under dat sody-water. I 'cla' 'fo' Gawd, ef a white man wuz to eat a flapjack, an' it did n' give him de belly-ache, I 'cla' 'fo' Gawd he'd git out a search-wa'nt to see ef some nigger had n' stole dat flapjack goin' down his th'oat." "Mr. Bobbs has to do his work, Mother," put in Peter. "I don't suppose he enjoys it any more than we do."
"Try again, Hyson, and you'll get her so twisted that I'll stand a good show of winning her." So Jenks braced up and tried again. "I say my heart has yearned " "Sody-water or magneeshy is good for heartburn," smiled the widow. "Ye gods!" gasped Jenks. "I didn't know she was so hard of hearing." "Oh, sail in and win her!" chuckled the little professor. "You're doing first rate." "Mrs.
"Whut you s'pose us niggers is got to roast in a tukky roaster?" The constable answered shortly that his business was to find the roaster, not what the negroes meant to put in it. "I decla'," satirized old Caroline, savagely, "dish-heah Niggertown is a white man's pocket. Ever' time he misplace somp'n, he feel in his pocket to see ef it ain't thaiuh. Don'-chu turn over dat sody-water, white man!
It'd take me ten years t' git up nerve enough t' put my foot on a brass rail an' order sody-water in a drug store, but let me tell you somethin'. On th' afternoon o' that second day's fightin' there was nothin' on earth to us like water. Th' wounded was beggin' for it.
That there was Jud's show ter git in his fine work. Used ter bring down deer-meat for the ol' man, an' sody-water from that there spoutin' spring up ter Crazy Cañon; an' it begun to look like Hemenway'd give in an' let him have her. But he seemed to hold off. "The boys used ter nearly josh the life out o' Jud.
Suddenly he turned into the first customer, and seating himself in a lordly manner, with his legs crossed, his thumbs in his waistcoat pockets and his hands waving fan-wise, he ordered, "Lettuce sandwiches, sody-water, a tenderloin steak, fish-balls, a bottle of champagne, and ice-cream with beef gravy, and hustle my order, young woman."
Lizzie Bean was not yet an enthusiast for the simple life, that was sure. She and Mother Wit had gotten better acquainted during the preparations for the noonday meal. "I ain't never been crazy about the country myself," admitted Liz. "Cows, and bugs, and muskeeters, and frogs, don't seem so int'restin' to me as steam cars, and pitcher shows, and sody-water fountains, and street pianners.
"Aw, he was only telegraphing to Gresham an' Jones for some sody water syrups." "Where'd he get the money?" There's fine scorn in Roland's comment. "I dunno, but he handed Lew a five-dollar bill to pay for the message." "Well, if Sam Graham's got any money he'd better hold on to it, instead of buying sody-water syrups. I guess Blinky Lockwood'll get after him when he finds it out.
I said to myself jest last week, so I did, I said to myself, 'Jacob, you ought to get a sody-water fountain for the ladies what has the same right to thirst as a man. And I will, too, if my bad luck just leaves me. How about a nice cool bottle of beer sitting comfortable here before the counter?" "Are you you Jacob I mean Mr. Jacob Ensley?" I further gasped.
"Jane never gets through her work at the hotel before there's a lot o' fellers hangin' round the door an' wantin' to see her, an' takin' her out to get ice-cream or sody-water, or to go to the circus if there's one in town, or to go to the dramatic representation, that's what they call it on the bills, if there happens to be one in the village that night."
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