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"I find heem on ze Lunch R-rock, where I step. Eet ees half to you an' lettl' Marian half to ma femme an' ze bébé. You weel find heem?" "Ore?" repeated Ike, doubtingly. "You talking French or English?" "Or! Oui! Een Englees eet ees gol', you say! I find heem back zere by ze Lunch R-rock. Zen some one shoot I no see heem! I not know w'y. One 'bang! I hear an' zat ees all.
If they don't do it, and do it soon, I guess they'll get into a decline that no human skill will cure. They are proper thin now; you can count their ribs een a most as far as you can see them. The only thing that will either make or save Halifax, is a rail road across the country to Bay of Fundy.
Wi' that he went intae the hoose, followed by the man that he ca'ed the corporal, and frae that day tae this I have never clapped een either on the ane or the ither.
His punning device was "Vita mortalium vigilia," and he acted accordingly, but with a narrow interpretation. His life had indeed been a vigil, but it must be confessed that the vigils had been for Viglius. Meteren, vi. 120. Another motto of his was, "En groot Jurist een booser Christ;" that is to say, A good lawyer is a bad Christian.
"Hillocks, a' wudna hae wished ony man tae hev seen Saunders for it wull never pass frae before ma een as long as a' live but a' wish a' the Glen hed stude by MacLure kneelin' on the floor wi' his sleeves up tae his oxters and waitin' on Saunders. "Yon big man wes as pitifu' an' gentle as a wumman, and when he laid the puir fallow in his bed again, he happit him ower as a mither dis her bairn."
If Herbert's rose, in poetic hyperbole, with its "hue angry and brave, bids the rash gazer wipe his eye," certainly such a bed of lobelia as I once saw on the road to "Rollo's Camp" was anything but what the Scotch would call "a sight for sair een." For the space of a dozen or twenty yards grew a patch of absolutely nothing but lobelia.
"The schoolmaster therein alluded 'tis me." "Oh!" cried the villager joyously, "maître d'école! schooltitcher!" "But," said the stranger, "not worthy the title." He accepted gratefully the hand of one and then of the other. "Walk een!" said Maximian, "all hand', walk een house."
"Well, den," continued the old man, "nex' time you see one un um, you look right close en see ef de een' er his tail ain't w'ite. Hit's des like I tell you. Dey b'ars de skyar er dat bresh-heap down ter dis day. Dey er marked dat's w'at dey is dey er marked." "And what about Brother Possum?" asked the little boy.
"I'm glad to hear there's a hill," said Jeanie, "for baith my sight and my very feet are weary o' sic tracts o' level ground it looks a' the way between this and York as if a' the land had been trenched and levelled, whilk is very wearisome to my Scotch een. When I lost sight of a muckle blue hill they ca' Ingleboro', I thought I hadna a friend left in this strange land."
He wasna easy fleyed, an' gaed straucht up to the wa's; and what suld he find there but a man, or the appearance of a man, sittin' in the inside upon a grave. He was of a great stature, an' black as hell, and his een were singular to see. Mr. Soulis had heard tell o' black men, mony's the time; but there was something unco abut this black man that daunted him.
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