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Noo, of course, it was juist an or'nary day in Dr. Cameron's parish across the burn the burn divides the twa, ye ken. Weel, Davie was a lad for whustlin' he cudna leeve withoot whustlin' but he was gey religious too. Weel, I met Davie that mornin', walkin' awfu' fast, maist rinnin' an' his face was red. "'Whaur micht ye be gaun, Davie? says I, 'naebody ailin'?
Kells returned with a bucket of water. "What's got into you men?" he queried. Both of them looked around, blusteringily innocent. "Reckon it's the same that's ailin' you," replied Bill. He showed that among wild, unhampered men how little could inflame and change. "Boss, it's the onaccustomed company," added Halloway, with a conciliatory smile. "Bill sort of warms up. He jest can't help it.
He was so bowed over that he couldn't see himself in the looking-glass unless you put it on the floor, and I guess even then what he saw wouldn't pay him for his trouble. He was always ailin' some way or other. Now it was rheumatism, now the palsy, and then again the asthma. He had THAT awful.
He would jes' stop an' push his spectacles back on his slick bald head an' say, 'Ye hear me, Loralindy! he 'lows he'll never furget the keer ye tuk o' him whenst he war shot an' ailin' an' nigh ter death. An' no mo' he ought, nuther. But some do furget sech ez that, Loralindy some do!"
"Whenst the Cunnel war born," Eugenia went on, languidly reminiscent, "Tobe war powerful outed 'kase she war a gal. I reckon ye 'members ez how he said he hed no use for sech cattle ez that. An' when she tuk sick he 'lowed he seen no differ. 'Jes ez well die ez live, he said. An' bein' ailin', the Cunnel tuk it inter her head ter holler.
"Well, he seems kind of ailin'. Laury has been up with him all night. Thought maybe you might give him something. Come in, won't ye?" There were only two rooms on the lower floor of the cottage one was the kitchen, the other the bedroom where John Upham and his wife slept with the three youngest children. Jerome followed Upham across the kitchen to the bedroom beyond.
Hemmed in upon all sides the valiant deputy glanced fearfully into the faces of the horsemen. "Wha What's up, boys? What's ailin' ye?" he managed to blurt out. "Drop them guns an' give over the key!" commanded someone. "Sure sure, boys! I hain't aimin' to hurt no one. Yer all friends of mine an' what you say goes with me." "Friends of yourn!" roared someone menacingly; "you're a liar, Sam!
I'm the man that loves you." She would not see his outstretched hands. "Then saddle my horse." "By God, no! You're going to listen to me." His anger ripped out unexpectedly, even to him. Whatever fear she felt, the girl crushed down. He must not know her heart was drowned in terror. "I'll listen after we've started." He cursed her fickleness. "What's ailin' you, girl?
"I s'pose with one horse you'd hardly reach the middle of the Boulevard by well, before the tenth of the month. Hey?" The tenth of the month! The TENTH! Why, it was on the tenth that that Omaha cousin of Olive Edwards was to Mr. Phinney began to see to see and to grin, slow but expansive. "Hm-m-m!" he mused. "Yes," observed Captain Sol. "That white horse of yours looks sort of ailin' to me, Sim.
So t' Colonel's Laady sends for me as 'ad a naame for bein' knowledgeable about a dog, an' axes what's ailin' wi' him. 'Why, says I, 'he's getten t' mopes, an' what he wants is his libbaty an' coompany like t' rest on us, wal happen a rat or two 'ud liven him oop.
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