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"The old Cap's built his house like a fort, anyway. And he's some man with a gun believe me!" "You say he's sick," said the other man, and he, too, drawled. Frances found herself wondering where she had heard that voice before. "He ain't so sick that he can't guard that chest you was talkin' about. He's had his bed made up right in the room with it. That's whatever," said Ratty.
"There!" she exclaimed; "I really begin to believe I'm goin'. Somehow I feel as if the last rope had been cast off. We've got to depend on ourselves now, Hosy, dear. Mercy! how silly I am talkin'. A body would think I was homesick before I started." I did not answer, for I WAS homesick. We dined together at the hotel.
He never lived in it after Grandfather Knight died, so my mother tells me, but we always have called it his house. It still has his furniture in it, but nobody stays there." "I hearn my Miss Ann a talkin' bout yo' fambly not so long ago. She say the Bucks an' Bucknors were one an' the same in days gone by but one er yo' forebears done mislaid the tail en' of his name.
His watery blue eyes were far-off and thoughtful. "Jest come from there," he resumed. "We was talkin' about ye down there, Hiram. Put me in mind to come up an' see ye. Hiram, ye ain't any too popular in Bear Valley d'ye know it?" "You know I do," promptly replied Hiram. "D'ye know what they're sayin' agin' ye?" Uncle Sebastian continued after a long pause. "Don't know as I'm carin'."
If they caint get a big price they won't work and the white folks are doing their own work, and don't help like they did. I could get along if I could see. I had a light stroke keeps me from talkin' good, I hear that." Interviewer: Thomas Elmore Lucy Person interviewed: Henry Russell, Russellville, Arkansas Age: 72 "My father's name was Ed Russell, and he was owned by Dr.
I aint no speaker, I never made but one speech since I was raised, and that was afore a Slickville legislatur, and then I broke down. I know'd who I was a talkin' afore; they was men that had cut their eye-teeth, and that you could'nt pull the wool over their eyes, nohow you could fix it, and I was young then.
Oh, I know 'em, and that's what makes me get hot under the collar every time I get talkin' as I've been to-night! And now let's quit it. If yer dead-beat wants a job, and we can keep him from stealin' the tires off the wagon and the shoes off my big Jim, he can come to work in the mornin', and John will pay him a dollar a day and he can sleep over the stables.
"I hear folks talkin' about the fair every year, and I laugh to myself and I say, 'You folks don't know what a fair is. And I set out there on my porch fair week and watch the buggies and wagons goin' by in the mornin' and comin' home at night, and I git right happy, thinkin' about the time when me and Abram and the children used to go over the same road to the fair, but a mighty different sort of fair from what they have nowadays.
Walsh, senior, came by with a twinkling can of water. "Och, there you are, Joe," she said: "Nelly's been lookin' out for you this good while." "Whethen it's quare lookin' out she had," said Joe, "and she took off wid herself to ould Annie Cassidy bad manners to her for her interfarin'." "What's the lad talkin' about at all?" said Mrs.
Fanny's heart began to patter violently: Huxter's fists, plunged into the pockets of his paletot, clenched themselves involuntarily, and armed themselves, as it were, in ambush: Mrs. Bolton began to talk with all her might, and with a wonderful volubility: and Lor! she was so 'appy to see Mr. Pendennis, and how well he was a lookin', and we'd been talkin' about Mr.
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