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'There's no are to interfere wi' yer wull, whatever it be. The hoose is yer ain to come and gang as ye see fit. But ye ken that, and Kirsty kens that, as weel's yer father and mysel. 'Mother, I ken what ye say to be the trowth, and I hae a gran' pooer o' believin the trowth. But a'body believes their ain mither: that's i' the order o' things as they war first startit!
"Then she's wantin' t' see a bit o' the clothes we found, an' when she looks un over she raises her head an' says, 'Them weren't Bob's. I knows Bob's clothes, an' them weren't his! When I tells 'bout findin' two axes she says Bob were havin' only one axe, an' then she's believin' Bob wasn't got by th' wolves, an' is livin' somewheres.
I'm not a parson, but I have read a bit here and there, an' it's all rubbish. I don't believe a word of it." "There's a part of it," returned the visitor, "which says that God maketh his rain to fall on the just and on the unjust. Do you not believe that?" "Of course I do. A man can't help believin' that, for he sees it it falls on houses, fields, birds and beasts as well."
You look at the folks that's alius tellin' you what they don't believe, they don't believe this, and they don't believe that, and what sort o' folks is they? Why, like yer Aunt Lois, sort o' stringy and dry. There ain't no 'sorption got out o' not believin' nothin'. "Lord a massy! we don't know nothin' 'bout them things.
But I ain't believin' any such perambulatin' spirit for a bark-beetle. Especially when I finds wagon tracks leading to each place where the trouble is." "What do you mean, Rifle-Eye?" asked Merritt. "Give it to us straight." "I mean," he said, "that I ain't never heard of spirits needin' wagons to get around in.
"We can't let 'em starve," said the wife; "an' if what you're believin' is goin' to keep you from pickin' up a livin' for 'em when you get a chance, what are we goin' to do?" "I'm goin' to work," said Sam. "Sho! You never done three days' work hand-runnin' in your life." Then Mrs. Kimper gave a hard laugh. "I've done it over two years now, an' I guess I can keep on, if I get the chance.
"That's what makes me say 't was a mighty mean trick he played on Justus," the register broke in. "Who? How?" demanded the coroner. "Why, Justus was the t'other feller. Wat an' the girl never let him have an inklin' of it. They just fooled him along, believin' she was goin' ter marry him.
High and clear this believin' song floated through our souls and up to Heaven. Then a good lookin' young man arose and sez, "Did you ever hear of the drunken horse jockey and thief down to Loontown? Well, I'm that man clothed and in my right mind. The Lord stopped me in my evil course, and I am His and He is mine." A bystander sez, "That is so, he is a changed man."
It wore out; and if it wa'n't that it makes me mad to have folks believin' that I'm sufferin' from it yet, I presume I shouldn't think of it from one year's end to another. My wife and I always got on well together; she was a good woman. She died when I was away at the war, and the little boy died after I got back. I was sorry to lose her, and I thought losin' him would kill me. It didn't.
"You believe it," he said. "I 'm livin' on believin' it," she said confidingly. "I ain't got nothin' else. An' answers keeps comin' and comin'." "What answers?" "Bits o' work an' things as 'elps. Glad there, she's one." "Aw," said Glad, "I ain't nothin'. I likes to 'ear yer tell about it.
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