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"Looks as if it had been tore outer that note-book you was pretendin' to be writin' in same size, same colour, an' thar's writin' on it, too. Looks like your own fist, don't it?" Kiddie reached for the square of paper that was handed to him and examined it as if he had never seen it before. "Queer!" he ruminated, "it's sure my handwritin' 'Bring this back to camp. Where'd you pick it up?"
"You saw how she urged me, an' had over all that talk about how we used to see each other often when we both lived to Longport, and told how she'd been thinkin' of writin', and askin' if it wa'n't so I should be able to come over and stop three or four days as soon as settled weather come, because she couldn't make no fire in her best chamber on account of the chimbley smokin' if the wind wa'n't just right.
An' here she's tillin' me now that she's niver heard nothin' 'bout it from the Judge an' she's been payin' the interest right along, an' would a been turned out by him if it han't a bin fer you, sir. An' me wid no writin' nor nothin' to show for the good money I paid him. Now, ain't that a hell of a thing, sir?
Presently there was a stir near the door, and Grump and Pet entered. Pet's gold was weighed, his mother's name given, and a receipt tendered. "Thinks he's goin' to hev conviction in writin'," whispered the doubter to the colonel. But the agent finished his business, took the stage, and departed. Grump started to the door to see the last of it.
There's one or two you couldn't cover with a threepenny bit. Captain Hunken especially; and it cost four-and-ninepence only last July, which makes the heart bleed." "They haven't quarrelled, have they?" asked Fancy. "Quarrelled? No, of course they haven't quarrelled. What put such a thing into your head, child?" "I don't know. . . . But I don't like this writin'; it's unnatural.
Her control says 't I can develop into a writin' medium." He seemed to refer the fact as a sort of question to Westover, who could think of nothing to say but that it must be very interesting to feel that one had such a power. "I guess he don't know he's got it yet," his mother interposed. "And planchette don't seem to know, either."
You reads writin' good!" said Lige, and David read: "i cum and stayed 2 hour, and wood not stay no longer for i hed to go and did not see you comin any were. Then i gos to the rock were We Was the day We was hunting Wen We come here ferst time.
The scribe waited to hear him pass up-stairs, or settle himself in an armchair in the kitchen. But the heavy tread came on, and presently the old man's vast bulk blocked the doorway. "Ah! Writin'?" The deep tone was little better than a grunt. Seth nodded, and gazed out of the window. The parlor window looked out in the direction of the Reservation.
There's more comin'. There I'm used up wi' writin' such a long screed. I'd raither dig a twenty-futt hole in clay sile any day. Yours to command, Willum. "P.S. You ain't comin' back soon are you?" "Now, mother, what d'ee think o' that?" said the Captain, folding the letter and putting it in his pocket. "It's a good, kind letter just like William," answered the old woman.
That goes as it stands, too; no foolin'.... Look here, don't you want me to break it to the Judge? Guess I better. I can put it up to him in writin' twice as good as Henry put it up to me by talkin', anyhow.... And I'll put an announcement in the Herald that'll take the cuss off. Anna, you hustle up some engraved notices to get around to all our friends.
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