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Updated: June 17, 2025
"But what I feels, I feels, an' what I unnerstan's, I unnerstan's. The Scripture tell us to get unnerstannin'." "Well, dat's what I's been a-doin' to-night. I's been a-doubtin' an' a-doubtin', a-foolin' erroun' an' wonderin', but now I unnerstan'." "'Splain yo'se'f, Brothah Middleton," said the preacher. "Well, suh, I will to you. You knows Miss Sally Briggs? Huh, what say?"
"'T won't work. Come up here 'n' set down." "Stop foolin', man," said the adjutant. "I ain't a-foolin'." "He ain't a-foolin'; he means business," said one of the prisoners. "Don't ye tamper with me. I 'll teach you " the adjutant threatened. "Ain't a-goin' t' tamper with ye a minute," said D'ri. "If ye don't set down here quick, I 'll put a hole in ye." "Lunatic! wha' d' ye mean?"
But Teague was absorbed in some information which Squire Pleasants was giving him. "He don't favour the gang," the squire was saying with emphasis, "an' I'll be boun' he ain't much mixed up wi' 'em. He's another cut. Oh, they ain't a-foolin' me this season of the year," he continued, as Teague Poteet shook his head doubtfully; "he ain't mustered out'n my mind yit, not by a dad-blamed sight.
"'Chad, where did dat leg go? An' so I ups an' tells him all about Henny, an' how I was lyin' 'cause I was 'feared de gal would git hurt, an' how she was on'y a-foolin', thinkin' it was my goose; an' den de ole marsa look in de fire for a long time, an' den he says: "'Dat's Colonel Barbour's Henny, ain't it, Chad? "'Yes, marsa, says I.
"Yuh ain't a-foolin' me, is yuh?" "No, of course not. I wouldn't be so mean as to fool you about such a thing. But mamma says you mustn't dawdle to-day. So hurry up and get those towels done. Sylvy is going to be awfully busy, so you'll have to help her, but we're going to clean the knives for you, and shell the peas. Bring them down to the little house; we're going down there.
The others were standing around. "What's the matter?" asked Frank. "That's all right," said the little corporal, kindly. "We were just a-foolin' a bit with you, Johnny." "We never meant to hurt you," said the other. "You feel better now?" "Yes, where's Willy?" He was too tired to move. "He's all right. We'll take you to him." "Am I shot?" asked Frank. "No!
Nothin', hey? Nothin' but the same ol' skyline we've watched all the way out. The glass is as steady as a steeple, and this ol' hooker, I reckon, is as sound as the day she went off the ways. But just the same if I were to home now, a-foolin' about Gloucester way in my little dough-dish d'ye know what? I'd put into port. I sure would. Because why? Because I got the Feel o' the Sea, Mr. Dixon.
"He never!" cried Rufe, emphatically, unwilling to share the credit, or perhaps discredit, of the enterprise. "Birt dunno nuthin' 'bout it ter this good day." Rufe winked slyly. "Birt would tell mam ez I hed been a-foolin' with her shawl an' bonnet." Andy Byers still maintained a most incongruous gravity. "It warn't Birt's doin', at all?" he said interrogatively, and with a pondering aspect.
As to that ar Moses Pennel, folks ain't so certain as they thinks what he'll do. Sally Kittridge may think he's a-goin' to have her, because he's been a-foolin' round with her all summer, and Sally Kittridge may jist find she's mistaken, that's all."
"Yass, seh, I is," she said; but her soft laugh meant also that something in the way he faltered on the dear nickname made her heart leap. "Now, Johanna," murmured John, looking more roguishly than he knew from under his long lashes, "you' a-foolin' me. If you had a letter you'd be monst'ous proud to show it. All you've got is a line or two saying, 'Send me my shawl, or something o' that sort."
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