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"I'll try not to talk no more slang, Miss Hildy. I will, I swan!" "But, Bubble, you must not say 'I swan' either; that is abominable slang." Bubble looked very blank. "Why, what shall I say?" he asked, simply. "Pink won't let me say 'I swow, 'cause it's vulgar; an' if I say 'by' anything, Ma says it's swearin', an' I can't swear, nohow!" "Of course not," said Hilda.
It's the bettin' and the swearin' that goes with the racin' that's the sin. If folks'd behave as well as the horses behaves, a race'd be jest as religious as a Sunday-school picnic.
Aircher, it ben't no use to tell you on't, with Tom, there, puttin' a body out, and swearin' it's a lie, and dammin' a chap up and down. It ben't no use to tell you, and yet I'd kind o' like to, but then you won't believe a fellow, not one on you!" "In course not," answered Forester; and at the same instant Tom struck in likewise
Willoughby's courteous effort was worse than wasted, for the general depression deepened. "You're right, Thompson," said Cooper, at length. "Mostly everybody's got a curse on them. I got a curse on me. I got it through swearin' and Sabbath-breakin'. I've tried to knock off swearin' fifty dozen times, but I might as well try to fly.
You shall have some jelly instead, and now I must go home in order to have it made before Sunday." "Wait a moment," said Gregory. "You were about to tell us how I caused you to 'fall from grace." "So I was, so I was, and I've been goin' round Robin Hood's barn ever since. Well, I'd been holdin' in on my swearin' a long time, 'cause I promised Miss Eulie I'd stop if I could.
Tuggar, it has turned out very well, for I would rather you had fired what you did than either stones or butter." "Now my wife would say that that speech showed you was 'totally depraved. And this brings me back to my 'fall from grace. Now, yer see, to please my wife some and Miss Eulie more, I was tryin' cussed hard to stop swearin' "
Well, as I was sayin', we shtuck there breathin' in each other's faces and swearin' powerful; Orth'ris cursin' the mother that bore him bekaze he was not three inches taller. 'Prisintly he sez: "Duck, ye lump, an' I can get at a man over your shouldher!"
He's sent back to Missouri for a niece a young girl an' he means to leave his ranches an' sheep all his stock to her. Seems he has no one else.... Them ranches an' all them sheep an' hosses! You know me an' Al were pardners in sheep-raisin' for years. He swore I cheated him an' he threw me out. An' all these years I've been swearin' he did me dirt owed me sheep an' money.
I'm disgusted to think we've got to fight for our night's camp, an' swearin' to myse'f in a low tone, so's not to set profane examples to my men, at the idee that these yere Yanks is that preecip'tate they can't wait till mornin' for their war-jig. But I can't he'p myse'f. That proverb about it takin' two to make a fight is all a bluff. It only takes one to make a fight.
"O no, it's only a little minute, compared with eternity of rest in glorious mansions Jesus went to prepare for me; for I knows I's got a home thar', missus, I knows it, 'case I's seen it, an' I feels it." "How long have you felt this evidence?" "I seen it cl'ar as sunshine when I was ten year ole. My massa was a mighty wicked, swearin', cruel man.
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