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'Sargint, put a sintry over these two men. "The men wint back into the tents like jackals, an' the rest av the night there was no noise at all excipt the stip av the sintry over the two, an' Scrub Greene blubberin' like a child. 'Twas a chilly night, an' faith, ut sobered Peg Barney.

I noticed he was near blubberin'. I expect it's 'Adios, Señor Miller. He's got two years more to serve, and after that he'll have another nice long term to serve for robbin' the stage. All I wish is we'd done the job more thorough and sent some friends of his along with him. Well, that's up to Applegate." "I'm glad it is," said Joyce emphatically.

"Stop!" breaks in Blair, his lips blue and trembly and the tears beginnin' to trickle down his nose. "You you've no right to interfere. I I was going to smash him. I'll kill the big brute! I I'll " Once more Joey does the right thing; for Blair is blubberin' hysterical and the scene is gettin' worse.

Dey wuz all dere, en dey wern't cuttin' up no didos, nudder, kaze Miss Meadows, she done put her foot down, she did, en say dat w'en dey come ter her place dey hatter hang up a flag er truce at de front gate en 'bide by it. "Well, den, w'iles dey wuz all a settin' dar en de 'lasses wuz a bilin' en a blubberin', dey got ter runnin' on talkin' mighty biggity.

Motherwell would go on, with a grieved air, "just as the busy time came on didn't she up and take the fever you never can depend on them English girls and when the doctor was outside there in the buggy waitin' for her he took her to the hospital I declare if we didn't find her blubberin' over them poppies, and not a flower on them no mor'n nothing."

You can fuss and you can fume, if it amuses you any, but 't won't do no good. Don't encourage Waitstill in any whinin' nor blubberin'. Jest tell her to come in and go to work and I'll overlook what she done this time. And don't you give me any more of your eye-snappin' and lip-poutin' and head-in-the-air imperdence!

Well I'm thet 'appy I simply dunno if I'm standin' on my 'ead or on my 'eels. But alas! it did not last too long. Sally was not so full of joy when next Liza met her, and one day her eyes looked very much as if she had been crying. 'Wot's the matter? asked Liza, looking at her. 'Wot 'ave yer been blubberin' abaht? 'Me? said Sally, getting very red.

"Well, fur about two hours Andy swum, an' dove, an' come up blubberin', an' dodged all sorts of floatin' an' pitchin' stuff, fur the swell was still on. But he couldn't even be so much as sartin that he'd found the canned vittles. To dive down through hatchways, an' among broken bulkheads, to hunt fur any partiklar kind o' boxes under seven foot of sea-water, ain't no easy job.

"Ol' John Barleycorn will leave to-night, an' to-morrow the 'Colonel' will be the soberest critter in Illinois kind o' lonesome like an' blubberin' to himself," she explained. The faithful soul added in a whisper of confidence: "He's a good man. There don't nobody know how deep an' kind o' coralapus like he is." She now paused as if to count stitches.

"He whipped me!" sobbed the boy. "He whipped me like a child." "Your own fault," said Uncle John. "You wanted me to play a game with you, and I agreed, providin' you behaved yourself. And you didn't. Now, look here. Do you blame me any?" "No," said the boy. "No harm's done, is there?" "No." "Then stop blubberin', and introduce me to your friend," continued Uncle John. "Name's Watson, ain't it."