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Wiggs, with the awed tone one uses in the presence of genius. "Sometimes I jes' can't believe my eyes, when I see what my childern kin do! They inherit their education after Mr. Wiggs; he was so smart, an' b'longed to such a fine fambly. Why, Mr. Wiggs had real Injun blood in his veins; his grandpa was a squaw a full-blood Injun squaw!"
"When de war broke out dat old Yankee Dutch overseer o' our'n went back up North, where he b'longed. Us was pow'ful glad an' hoped he'd git his neck broke. "After dat de Yankees come a-swoopin' down on us. My own pappy took off wid 'em. I was plenty big 'nough to fight, but I didn' hanker to tote no gun. I stayed on de plantation an' put in a crop. "It was pow'ful on easy times after dat.
He b'longed to the party and was sorter leading 'em; he was a chief or something of the kind." "Where are their ponies?" "They haven't any, leastways he was the only one that had, which is why I said he was some kind of a chief. We shall hear from 'em agin." "Why?" "I mean after they find out about that little row." "Why need they find out about it?"
An' it's true for a fact, Professor, that never until this blessed minute, when we've really struck it, has th' notion come into my fool head that when we did ketch up with it the folks it rightly b'longed to might want t' keep it for theirselves! Yes, just kick me, please. Just kick me for a forlorn, mis'rable, blasted fool!"
I shot 'em all; before they had time to d'velop symptoms and things; or bite anybody. One of 'em," he added, unctuously, "one of 'em b'longed to that little crippled Posthanger girl. She cried and begged, something pitiful, when I come for him. But dooty is dooty. So I " The Mistress's horrified monosyllable broke in on the smug recital.
But dis time dey wuz a hoss name' Lightnin' Bug, w'at b'longed ter ernudder man, en dis hoss won de sweep-stakes; en Kunnel Pen'leton tuk a lackin' ter dat hoss, en ax' his owner w'at he wuz willin' ter take fer 'im. "'I'll take a thousan' dollahs fer dat hoss, sez dis yer man, who had a big plantation down to'ds Wim'l'ton, whar he raise' hosses fer ter race en ter sell.
Why, no; of co'se he wasn't goin' to that school cert'n'y not. Ef he had b'longed to that school, they wouldn't 'a' been no question about it. He 'd 'a' thess gradj'ated with the others. An' when he went there with his ma an' me, why, he'll tell you hisself that he hadn't no mo' idee of gradj'atin' 'n what I have this minute.
"Listen, Penrod," Sam quavered: "What what if that what if that ole horse maybe b'longed to a policeman!" Sam's imagination was not of the comforting kind. "What'd they do to us, Penrod, if it turned out he was some policeman's horse?" Penrod was able only to shake his head.
Then she woke with a start, sorry to lose the dream; specially annoyed that she had not heard what the carman outside with her father had begun to say about the thing Phoebe was speaking of. She forgot what that was, and it was very stupid of her. That was Mr. Bartlett outside, laying bricks; not the carman at all. What was that he was saying? "B'longed to a Punch's show, he did.
Roxy followed this sally with another discharge of carefree laughter. "You's jealous, Roxy, dat's what's de matter wid you, you hussy yah yah yah! Dat's de time I got you!" "Oh, yes, you got me, hain't you. 'Clah to goodness if dat conceit o' yo'n strikes in, Jasper, it gwine to kill you sho'. If you b'longed to me, I'd sell you down de river 'fo' you git too fur gone.
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