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Updated: June 24, 2025
I used to keep her talking just as long as I could she was so exceedingly alive. "Do I mind the air rides, Miss? Lor' bless you no nothin' I like better than to 'ear the guns bangin' awy. If it wasn't for the childer I'd fair enjoy it we lives up 'hIslington wy, and the first sounds of firing I wrep them up, and we all goes to the church cryp and sings 'ims with the parson's wife a'plying.
"There's was once a Salvation Army man as come and asked me if I accepted the Gospel. 'Yes, my lad, I sez; 'I've accepted it but only as a thing to smoke, not as a thing to go bangin' about. Put your drum in the cup-board, my lad, I sez; 'and put the Gospel in your pipe, and you'll be a wiser man.
"And I suppose you felt it your duty to inform my relatives of the fact? Very thoughtful of you, I'm sure." "Don't mention it," says I. "You you're an impertinent young whelp!" says he, his cheeks gettin' purple and puffy. "Ah, don't mind the frills," says I. "Get out the can. I'm fired, ain't I?" "No!" he shouts, bangin' his fist down on the desk. "At least, not until I get through with you.
"Yes," answered Mrs. Yellett, reflectively, "Leander’s mouth do run about eight and a half octaves. Sometimes I don’t blame his wife for bangin’ down the lid." They talked of Jim Rodney’s troubles, and the growing hatred between sheep and cattle men, because of range rights. "Now that pore Jim had a heap of good citizen in him, before that pestiferous cattle outfit druv’ his sheep over the cliff.
John Paul," he shouted heartily, forgetting me, "'tis blythe I am to see yere bonnie face ance mair! "An' wha are ye, Jamie Darrell," said the captain, "to be bangin' yere betters? Dinna ye ken gentry when ye see't?" A puzzled look spread over the smith's grimy face. "Gentry!" says he; "nae gentry that I ken, John Paul. Th' fecht be but a bit o' fun, an' nane o' my seekin'."
"I thought the artillery would tear the foundations out of the whole State of Tennessee, the way it let into them. There won't ba more crashin' an' bangin' when the world breaks up. I'd a-bin willin' to serve 100 years just to see that sight. Lord, what a chance the cannoneers had. First time I ever wanted to be in the artillery.
In the end they left Amelia an' run 'round behind the house an' if there was n't all the kitchen stove lids comin' bangin' out at 'em an' all the feathers from the pillows just rainin' down like snow!
"But I hain't got any doll," lamented Leonora. "Nary a ball!" declared Cornelius, striking his reast dramatically. "So we're even!" "My doll's 'most worn out," mourned Elsie. "Guess it will be quite by the time I get home, with Rosie and Esther bangin' it round." "I want my dolly! I want my dolly!" piped up little Isabel. "Where's my dolly?" "Oh!
"Well, sir, nigh sixteen year' went by, an' we two were sittin', one quakin' night, beside this very fire, hearkenin' to the bedlam outside: for 'twas the big storm in 'Seventy, an' even indoors we must shout to make ourselves heard. About ten, as we was thinkin' to alley-couchey, there comes a bangin' on the door, an' Isaac gets up an' lets the bar down, singin' out, 'Who is it?
I've wore corns on my hands a- bangin' that there iron gate to announce my approach, an' it wasn't no use; so I just made up my mind you was ready to receive me an' I come ramblin' in. Donnie, you know I ain't one o' the presumin' kind." He held out a hand to Bob and another to Donna. "How?" he queried, and made swift appraisal of Bob McGraw from heels to hair.
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