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Updated: July 16, 2025
"But he doesn't want any job on the farm, Hepsey. He just wants you, that's all." "How do you know he does? Did he ever tell you?" "Hepsey Burke, don't you know who I'm alludin' at? Haven't you ever suspected nothin'?" "Yes, I've suspected lots of things. Now there's Jack Dempsey. I've suspected him waterin' the milk for some time. Haven't you ever suspected anythin' yourself, Jonathan?"
It made me mad to hear that good, noble creeter's name cut off and demeaned, and I told Irena so. And she sez, "That's what little Benjy calls our old white duck; his name is Columbus, but he calls it Colum." She is a great duck-raiser; but I didn't thank her for alludin' to barn-yard fowls in such a time as this. Wall, there wuz the first life of Columbus ever writ, by his son Farnendo.
"I ask because they had a new turn of a scientific nature called 'Home and Friends for a Tickey." "Oh, you mean the cinematograph the pictures of prize-fights and steamers. I've seen 'em up country." "Biograph or cinematograph was what I was alludin' to. London Bridge with the omnibuses a troopship goin' to the war marines on parade at Portsmouth an' the Plymouth Express arrivin' at Paddin'ton."
Toledo, yankin' the yearlin' off his hoofs and settin' him down again. For a fact, she thunk I was alludin' to her. "'Of course not, madam, says I, polite, and liftin' me lid. 'And I judge somebody's in luck at that. "I guess it was her not used to bein' spoke and acted polite to that got her goat. Mebby she smelt somethin' sarcastic. I dunno. Anyhow, she was a longhorn with a bad eye.
To what circumstance do you allude?" "I ain't alludin' to nothin; I says it out plain. If ye don't know, Id'no as I'm called to tell ye. Me an' Hartman was gittin on fust rate, till ye come and upsot us; we ain't used to bein upsot. So when our commydations wan't good enough for ye an' yer gells, ye went and got Hartman down thar in the city, or wharever 'twas.
But there are some pretty bad citizens in this section, who, if they never have rustled cattle, certainly are capable of it." "Alludin' to who?" "Well, there's Shan Rhue and his gang, for instance." "They're pretty bad actors, fer shore. But I ain't positive thet they're ther kind what would rustle. They're jest plain town thieves an' gamblers. They ain't cow-punchers.
Old chap collared me when I wasn't alludin' to him. He's after some Mattie or other. It can't be our Mattie. She wouldn't never have such a blazin' old parient as that. Jack. Supposin' it was your Mattie, Bill, would you split, and let Scull-and-cross-bones nab her? Bill. Would I? Would I 'and over our Mattie to her natural enemy? Did you ax it, Jack? Jack. Natural enemy!
They air powerful hevy eaters & take up a right smart chans of room, & besides thay air as ugly and revenjeful, as a Cusscaroarus Injun, with 13 inches of corn whisky in his stummick." The man in black close seemed to be as fine a man as ever was in the wurld. He smilt & sed praps I was rite, tho it was ellermunts instid of ellerfunts that he was alludin to, & axed me what was my prinserpuls?
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