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"The's no sort o' use in drivin' folks to death as are kind to ye. Sit right down an' rest now, an' I'll tell ye all a story thet hez a bearin' right on that point." She turned to the four maids of honor seated behind her. "Now you girls can jest's well come an' set in front o' me while I'm talkin'. I'll like it a heap better, I'm sure."
"The's only two little trunks for you. Did you bring the wheelbarrow?" "Yep I left it outside the gate. 'Twould hev made a lot of noise on the gravel inside." "That's right," said Phoebe. "I guess you'll not have any trouble to carry both o' those trunks at once. We haven't packed only a few things, 'cause I expect we'll find all our old duds ready for us in 1892, won't we?"
"Got to be," declared Mr. Timson. "I'd 'a' liked to stay with you a spell longer, but the's a big concern f'm out of town that as soon as they heard I was at libe'ty wrote for me to come right along up, an' I s'pose I hadn't ought to keep 'em waitin'." "No, I should think not," said John, "and I congratulate you upon having located yourself so quickly." "Oh!" said Mr.
You're a good reader, as good as I want to hear, and while you may say that you don't put in a great deal of elocution, I guess you can read full well enough. All he wants is just something to keep him occupied, and all she wants is a chance to occupy herself with otha folks. Well, she is moa their own age. I d'know as the's any hahm in her.
"The's a mince pie, an' Injun puddin' with maple sugar an' cream, an' ice cream," she replied. "Mercy on us!" he exclaimed. "I guess I'll have to go an' jump up an' down on the verandy. How do you feel, John? I s'pose you got so used to them things at the Eagle 't you won't have no stomach fer 'em, eh? Wa'al, fetch 'em along.
"The's chickens crowin' away over there." "Chickens crow all times of the night. Don't you remember how our old roosters used to act on Christmas night? I got out of bed four times once, because I thought it was daylight, they would crow so!" "Which way'll we take?" whispered aunt Corinne. Robert slid cautiously from the log and mapped out the expedition.
Doc, he took the place o' book-keeper, sort o' manager I claim to be that myself but to do anything needed. The's always somebody gettin' broke, legs, an' arms, and such. But as for gineral sickness, why there ain't never been none o' that to San Leon. No wonder that Dan Ford's a prosperous man! He lives his religion he ain't no preachin'-no-practice-sky-pilot, the Boss, he ain't. "Ma'am?
"The's only one way to get around ol' Cast Steel," sez I, winkin'; so he got Barbie to beg for him when she went in that evenin', an' she got Jabez to let him go next day; but after Jabez'd had time to think it over, he sez to me, "Now see what I've done I've let that child wheedle me into changin' my mind an' lettin' a man break his word." "Well, he needed it mighty bad," sez I.
"Oh, the's power storage an' all kinds o' works down below stairs." "An' what's this room for?" she asked, opening the door next the engine-room. "Thet's the kitchen an' butler's pantry," said Droop. "It's mighty finely fitted up, I tell ye. That future-man was what ye call a conusure. My, but he could cook up fine victuals!"
"H-m, h-m," said David with a nod; "diff'rence 'tween joggin' along on the road an' drivin' a fust heat on the track; in one case the' ain't nothin' up, an' ye don't care whether you git there a little more previously or a little less; an' in the other the's the crowd, an' the judges, an' the stake, an' your record, an' mebbe the pool box into the barg'in, that's all got to be considered.
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