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She wuz about as big as a little toy doll. She wuz a-swingin' there in a little hammock, and she didn't seem to care a mite whether she wuz born up to the Arctic Pole or in Chicago. Good land! what did she care about the pole? Mother love wuz the hull equatorial circle to her, and it wuz a-bendin' right over her.
Why, sir, he thess took one look at the gate an' then he cut an' run hard ez he could limped acrost the yard thess like a flash o' zig-zag lightnin' an' 'fore anybody could stop him, he had clumb to the tip top o' the butter-bean arbor clumb it thess like a cat an' there he set, a-swingin' his feet under him, an' laughin', the rain thess a-streakin' his hair all over his face.
"If you stir from here, you're no son of mine," said Ezekiel. "But she's in danger, dad." "As she oughter be. By mornin' she'll be strewed along the shore and not a spar to mark where she's a-swingin' now." "And the men?" "It's a jedgment, boy."
You have done wonders this Spring. I hope you will have a prosperous season." Mrs. Parraday clutched the girl's arm tightly. Janice saw that her eyes seemed quite wild in their expression as she pointed a trembling finger at the gilt sign at the corner of the house, lettered with the single word: "Bar." "With that sign a-swingin' there, Janice Day?" she whispered.
Why, as I'm alive well if that don't beat all natur'! Why he has hanged himself by one leg, and's a-swingin' like a rabbit upside down, that's a fact.
Wall, so Time run along; roses and ripe fruit wreathed his old hour-glass, and we didn't hardly realize how fast he wuz a-swingin' his old scythe, and how rapid he was a-walkin'. Isabelle had promised to come and stay a week with me jest as soon as a room was vacant.
Or one of the pale green willers that bent over my head as I sot on the low plank foot-bridge, with my bare feet a-swingin' off into the water as I fished for minnies with a pin-hook The summer sky overhead, and summer in my heart. Oh, happy summer days gone by gone by, fur back you lay in the past, and the June skies now have lost that old light and freshness.
I saw Peter Harris, as brave a commander as ever flew the black whiff, shot through both legs, but he was a-swingin' his cutlass and tryin' to climb the Spaniard's side with the rest when our canoe boarded. Through most of that battle we was standin' in bottoms leakin' full of bullet holes, a-firin' into the Biscayner's gun-ports, an' cheerin' the bloody lungs out of us!
Prebol said, warningly, after a time: "Betteh hit that sweep a lick, Parson, she's a-swingin' in onto that bar p'int." A few leisurely strokes, the boats drifted away into deep water, and Rasba expressed his admiration. "Sho, Prebol! Yo' seen that bar a mile up. We'd run down onto hit." "Yas, suh," the wounded man grinned.
Wouldn't Luke Jordan open that big mouth of his to see us heave in sight about cock-crow, wing and wing, and the old tackle a-swingin'!" "Do hush!" said Dorothy. "We may have to try it yet." "There's an awful roarin' from our window," said Shep. "Thee can't half hear it down here. Come out on the stoop. The old ponds have got their dander up this time."
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