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"I ain't got no stiddy job here, and there's work in Souf Afriker, ain't they? Couldn't I get a job holdin' horses, or carryin' a flag, or cleanin' the guns, or nippin' letters about couldn't I, y'r gryce? I'm only askin' to go wiv you, to work, same as ever I did before I was run over. Ain't I goin' wiv you, y'r gryce?" With a sudden resolve Stafford laid a hand on his shoulder.
Finally, I arrive at the last great head of my subject, to wit, Tea, meaning thereby, as before observed, what our Hibernian friend did in the inquiry, "Will y'r Honor take 'tay tay' or 'coffee tay'?" I am not about to enter into the merits of the great tea and coffee controversy, or say whether these substances are or are not wholesome.
And then she says: "Yes, you BETTER turn y'r head away I would if I was you, Tom." "Oh, deary me!" says Aunt Sally; "IS he changed so? Why, that ain't TOM, it's Sid; Tom's Tom's why, where is Tom? He was here a minute ago." "You mean where's Huck FINN that's what you mean! I reckon I hain't raised such a scamp as my Tom all these years not to know him when I SEE him.
Damn if y'r can tell by lukkin' at 'im." What I have for convenience' sake set down here as a continuous speech addressed to us all, was really a series of remarks addressed to whichever of us appeared for the moment to be listening, and broken by commands, scoldings, and threats addressed to the women.
An' ivery shtep she tuk had the spring uv the first sod of Adin. Shure no, ye didn't know Mary Haggarty, an' ye niver will, Coolin, fer the sod she trod she's lyin' under, an' she'll niver rise up no more." "Fer choice I'll take the sod uv Erin to the sand uv the Soudan," said Coolin. "Ye'll take what ye can get, Coolin; fer wid a splinterin' bullet in y'r gizzard ye lie where ye fall."
I led him for'ard, and not until we had reached the fore deck did either of us open our mouths. Then the Irishman, turning to me with a very serious face, said: "Misther Conyers, we want y'r help again, son." "Very well," said I; "I shall be pleased to help you in any way possible. What is it that you wish me to do?"
Others of Harold's companions were brow-beaten into declaring that he led them into all kinds of raids, and when Talcott tried to stem this tide by objection, the prosecution rose to say that the testimony was competent; that it was designed to show the dangerous character of the prisoner. "He is no gentle and guileless youth, y'r Honor, but a reckless young devil, given to violence.
I'd hurl y'r traitor leaders huckstering the land's good for silver. . . . Fight . . . right . . . might . . . I'd paint the words in letters of blood till they awakened the land. . . . I'd fight . . . fight . . . fight till they had to kill every man of my kind before I'd down . . . The old man had been like the storm wind of the mountains hurling off the dead leaves of thought.
Perkins, "if you're so certain on the score of what you're going to do to me, Mr. Barber, then, of course, you'll be willing to make a bargain with me. Yes?" Barber was in fine spirits. "Go ahead! Course I'll bargain! Anything y' like! Git it out o' y'r system!" He sucked his teeth noisily.
Soon after the "Queen of the Air" was published Carlyle wrote: "Last week I got y'r 'Queen of the Air, and read it. Euge, Ettge.
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