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I aimed to treat the Baron right, as I treat all my neighbours. I meant to do more, more than was agreed on. That's the right sperit ain't it? Yas.
And the shapeless hat came off in a way that told that this was a survival of the old school. "Good morning, uncle. Can you tell me which way to go to find the big house?" "Yas, suh. I don' b'long heah myse'f, suh; but you see dat brick house down de road yondah, what's done been burn down? Well, dat was de big house, yas, suh. But it ain' no good to stop dere now, no, suh.
"Do you see any other points of difference? Were the young men the same height?" "Yas, dey vas yust so high like each other, but not so vide out yet. Dis man he iss vider yet as Meester Craikmile's son, he iss got more chest like von goot horse Oh, I know by men yust de same like horses vat iss der difference yet." "Now you tell the court just what you saw the next day.
"You know the steamer?" "Yas, sah. Ah's seed her afore dis down et Saint Louee. She uster run down de ribber she's de John B. Glover. She ain't no great shakes ob a boat, sah." His eyes, which had been eagerly following the movements of the craft, turned and glanced at me. "Now dey's goin' fer ter cross over, sah, so's ter keep de channel.
As he closed the door after the last one he turned to uncle Wellington, who stood near him on the sidewalk, looking about irresolutely. "Is you goin' uptown?" asked the hackman, as he prepared to mount the box. "Yas, suh." "I 'll take you up fo' a quahtah, ef you want ter git up here an' ride on de box wid me." Uncle Wellington accepted the offer and mounted the box.
"I will take another cup of your excellent coffee, Zachariah. That will make three, won't it?" Zachariah shuffled over to the stove, muttering as he lifted the coffee pot: "Fust Ah is seein' things in de evenin' an' den Ah hears all dis yere talk 'bout a hoss SAYIN' things in de mornin', Yas, suh, yas, SUH! Comin' right along, suh. Little mo' side-meat, suh?"
"You-all know something is up," said he. "Yas, sah," said Buckner, evincing no great curiosity. "Well, there's trouble enough on hand right now. We need every white man we can get. Bowles, take your wife inside to get something to eat, and you, Ben, go back and get your women-folks; and don't forget your Winchester." The bell spoke on.
It isn't dignified. It isn't respectful. It's a disgrace to Miss Peggy. Do you hear?" "Yas yas sir. We we hears," answered the little darkies in chorus, the whites of their eyes rolling and their knees fairly smiting together. How could they have been guilty of thus slighting their adored young mistress? "Please, sah, wha's his name ef taint Jule?" Augustus plucked up heart of grace to ask.
Now in the glare of the tropical day, with the "Bertha Millner" sitting the sea as placidly as a brooding gull, he was Talleyrand again. "I tinkum yas," he said vaguely. "Well, I think we had better try and fix the rudder and put back to Frisco," said Moran. "You're making no money this way. There are no shark to be caught. SOMETHING'S wrong. They're gone away somewhere.
He just know'd a party wus yere likely 'nough sum Black Abolitionists, who'd be huntin' him if he didn't cl'ar out, just so soon as dey foun' dat Amos Shrunk wus ded. Her' wus his chance, an' he done took it." "Yet he would surely recognize the boat?" "Yas, sah; Ah reckon he wud, sah. Dat's de truth, whut stumps me. Dat white man am certenly full o' tricks.
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