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He says that's why he went drinking too much. Out of ten days that he's been in the place he's missed two and hasn't been punctual once. I think you might have seen he got off at the proper time in the morning, mother. 'What's the good o' blamin' me? exclaimed the old woman fretfully. 'A deal o' use it is for me to talk.
Not much they ain't; no more'n my dog's goin' to the Legislature. And there's them outside the church that's a whole lot worse. Taint Christianity that makes folks mean, but they're mean in spite of it, though you can't get such fellers as you to see it that way, no more'n you can foller a mosquito through a mile o' fog. To-be-sure, I aint blamin' you much though." Dick's face changed.
Lathrop, an' that is that a fairer thing than blamin' Gran'ma Mullins for Hiram could n't be expected of whoever married Hiram, for it stands to reason as no one as had brains could marry Hiram an' not want to begin blamin' his mother five minutes after.
"Don't mind the boys, dear," spoke Mrs. Upper. "They will laff, joke or none. We ain't none of us blamin' you. It's a wonder you ain't run off long afore now. I can give you a job an' welcome, but you'll be green an' unhandy. Well, sir, we kin learn ye. You kin turn yer hand to chamber-work an' mebbe help at the table. Maud will show you. But, Joan, what will dad do to you?
Since 'way last fall no luck nothin' but the wust end of everythin'. I ain't blamin' anybody. I'm the boss. It's me thet's off." "Snake, shore it was the gurl deal you made," rejoined Wilson, who had listened. "I told you. Our troubles hev only begun. An' I can see the wind-up. Look!" Wilson pointed to where the girl stood, her hair flying wildly all over her face and shoulders.
Jim didn't say much, 'less it was that he'd had a postcard from Mary's Lunnon father, night before, sayin' he was comin' down that mornin'. Jim, he'd sweated all night, an' he didn't reckon hisself equal to the talkin' an' the swearin' an' the cryin', an' his mother blamin' him afterwards on the slate. "It spiled my day to think of it," he ses, when we was eatin' our pieces.
Harshaw interrupted. "You're right dizzy, I expect. A fellow can't swallow the Blanco and feel like kickin' a hole in the sky right away. Take yore time, boy." Bob remembered his mount. "Powder River got away from me in the water." He said it apologetically. "I'm not blamin' you for that," the boss said, and laid a kindly hand on Dillon's shoulder. "Was it drowned?"
But I saw you saw you by the lookin'-glass, behind there; and 'tis right you should know. 'O' course you saw me. . . . I'm not blamin', am I? You had to do it, and I had to take it. That was the easiest way. I couldn' do no other, an' you couldn' do no other, that bein' your duty. An' the child, there
"I ain't blamin' you, Cap, and you needn't blame me, but the size of it is you and me has gone into partnership and bought a tavern, and didn't know it. If they had let Parrott alone he might have wiggled out of the hole after a while." "It ain't wuth a hoorah in a hen-pen if it ain't run as a tavern," stated the Cap'n.
Field was shaking with great sobs. "I ain't blamin' you," she said, brokenly. Mrs. Green got out her own handkerchief. "Mis' Field, I wouldn't have spoken a word, but I felt as if something ought to be done, if there could be; an' I thought so much about my poor Abby. Lois always makes me think of her; she's jest about her build; an' I didn't know as you realized."
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