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"Ef it be you uns as takes the aigs," she murmured thoughtfully, "a kittle o' bilin' water to yer backs ain't none too bad fer ye! But ef it be only my old herrin'-tub ye're after, then bilin' water's too ha'sh!" In the end, the weapon she decided upon was the big tin pepper-pot, well loaded. Through the twilight, while the yard was all in shadow, Mrs.
"Some strong man, you are," said Judkins, tossing up a bigger one. "Say, there's a farmhouse, maybe we could get some aigs from the hen-roost." "Hell of a lot of hens...." At that moment the crowing of a rooster came across the silent fields. They ran towards the dark farm buildings. "Look out, there may be officers quartered there."
Nothing in the heavens above or the earth below could stump him. The only trouble with his knowledge was that he knew so much that wasn't true. "Can't be did. Do you reckon any o' them New Yorkers could get away with five dollars' worth of ham and aigs? Why, the Runt here couldn't eat more'n a dollar's worth." "Sure," assented Johnnie. It was the habit of his life to agree with the last speaker.
Ye'd 'ave bust yerself laffin', ef ye could 'a' seed 'em rootin'. An' since then, Mr. Barron, I git all the aigs I want. Don't ye talk to me o' weasels the skinny little rats. They ain't wuth noticin', no more'n a chipmunk." The Battle in the Mist In the silver-grey between dawn and sunrise the river was filled with mist from bank to bank.
"And Miss Redmond don't take any pepper on her aigs; I watched her yesterday." "Well, she may want some to-day, just the same," insisted Mr. Hand in a lordly manner, putting a thin silver boat, filled with salt, and a cheap pink glass pepper-shaker side by side on the tray. Sallie brushed Hand away in disgust. "That doesn't go with the best silver salt-cellar; that's the kitchen pepper.
He put 'em down soft on the sofa and smoothed out the scarf and folded the gloves; it was like he was laying 'em away in a drawer. We didn't enjoy nothing much to eat, not even ham and aigs. It begun to get dark right soon after that and I sort of wandered out on the front walk to look around. Old Man Wright was in the house by hisself.
"Prob'ly would," returned the trustee, imperturbably, "if said angel wore a plug hat and kid gloves from mornin' till night, said 'Me good man' to old codgers who knowed him when he had stone-bruises on his heels as big as pigeon's aigs, and otherwise acted as though he was cream and every one else was buttermilk."
Gammit snorted at the sarcasm. "Mebbe," she sneered, "ye kin tell me why it's so impossible it could be porkypines. I seen a big porkypine back o' the barn, only yestiddy. An' that's more'n kin be said o' yer weasels, an' foxes, an' skunks, what ye're so sure about, Mr. Barron." "A porkypine ain't necessarily after aigs jest because he's back of a barn," said the woodsman.
"Well, kin we hook apples and cherries?" and Sam added in explanation; "they're no good to us unless they're hooked." "Take all the fruit ye want." "An' potatoes?" "Yes." "An' aigs?" "Well, if ye don't take more'n ye need." "An' cakes out of the pantry? Indians do that." "No; howld on now. That is a good place to draw the line. How are ye goin' to get yer staff down thayer? It's purty heavy.
Gammit to learn to lean on a man, if he were careful not to disagree with her. "Oh! Aigs!" said the woodsman, relaxing slightly the tension of his sympathy. "Well, now, let's try an' git right to the root of the trouble. Air ye plumb sure, in the first place, that the hens is really layin' them aigs what ye don't git?" Mrs. Gammit stiffened. "Do I look like an eejut?" she demanded.
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