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"Then you have had rather a dark time of it at home here, have you, Vingo? have been rather lonely?" "Yes, 'deed it has, massa Harry; I 'fraid sometimes dat I lose my self-complexion entirely, and I tinks you not find so much ob me left, if it not for missy's bright light, dat shine along de way.
Ki! she tinks no culled gemmen in dese parts fit ter hole a cannle when she braid her long straight ha'r, but when she see de ribbin I kin git her ter tie dat ha'r up wid, an' de earrings I kin put in her ears, she larf on toder side ob her face. 'Fo' I go I'se a-gwine ter buy dat ar gole ring ob Sam Milkins down at de tavern.
Comment ca va?" and he had the painful joy of greeting Francois la Colle. "You'll help me get away, Rolf, won't you?" and the little Frenchman whispered and winked. "I have seven little ones now on La Riviere, dat have no flour, and tinks dere pa is dead." "I'll do all I can, Francois," and the picture of the desolate home, brought a husk in his voice and a choke in his throat.
"He'd larf at de wery idear of upsettin' dat vehicle, he would, kase he tinks dar ain't nobody else knows de road ekal to hisself; but den 'taint always de folks what makes de biggest boastin' dat kin do de best; am it now, Lizzie?" "No, I reckon 'taint, Aunt Kitty; but doan you be a prognosticatin' ob evil and skearin' folks out deir wits fo' de fac's am 'stablished."
Ha! ha! de leetle baggage tinks she is already perdir she tombles so be quiet, you petite leetle deevil. It vill be de best vay, I tink, to do it on de ground. Hark! is dere not some person near? my heart goes en palpitant." "It is nobody, thou fool," answered the lady; "it is only a rustling produced by a breath of wind among the trees." "Very vell, very vell, my Lady Maitland; dat is right.
Vic looked a little spiteful at hearing this appeal to Clo, but she was so anxious for anybody's opinion, that for once she forgot to quarrel. "I tinks what I tink," said Clo, with another toss of her head and an extra flourish of the rolling-pin. "Oh!" said Dolf, quite discomfited. "Jis' so," said Clorinda.
"Well, ye see," said Candace, rather mysteriously, "de Doctor, he don't like to hab us talk much 'bout dese yer tings, 'cause he tinks it's kind o' heathenish. But den, folks as is used to seein' sech tings knows de look ob a sperit out o' de body from de look ob a sperit in de body, jest as easy as you can tell Mary from de Doctor." At this moment Mrs.
What yer tinks ob dat now?" "Why, co'se she ain't," said Nimbus. "Don't see how she could be. Yer always jes dat peart an' jolly dat nobody couldn't git put out wid yer." "Tink so, Bre'er Nimbus? Wal, now, I'shures ye dat yer couldn't be wuss mistaken ef yer'd tried. On'y jes' dis mornin' Marse Sykes got put out wid me jes de wus kind." "How's dat, Berry?"
And a general laugh went up over this extravagant statement. "The same old Spud!" cried Sam, as he gave the story-teller of the college a nudge in the ribs. "Spud, you are about as bad as Tom." "Chust vat I tinks," came from Max Spangler, a German-American student who was still struggling with the difficulties of the language. "Only I tinks bod of dem vas worser dan de udder."
Dat sump'n, marse cap'n, you kyant say not'n agin rale 'spearance, sump'n I KNOWS." "Well, you kind old soul, what do you know?" "P'raps des what mars'r knows ef he ony tinks a lil. Let us git right down ter de root ob de marter, kaze I feared dere ain' time fer 'locutions." "Now you're right at least, uncle. I must set my house in order. I must write to my wife."
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