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She was took bad this mornin', an' has been callin' for the teacher an' Lita an' I'd as lief go to hell as to ask a damned Kanaka mission'ry to come an' talk Gospel an' Heaven to a child o' mine not in my own house, anyway. It ain't right or proper.
There's old long-eared Lize that he's dead stuck on if he c'u'd write he'd be composin' a sonnet to her ears, like poets do to their lady love's callin' them Star Pointers of a Greater Hope, I reck'n, an' all that. Why, he'd ruther hold hands by moonlight with some old Maria mule than to set up by lamplight with a thoroughbred filly."
But what did I do but up and hurt his feelings by callin' him knock-kneed and cross-eyed. That comes of not stickin' to the truth, Mr. Gwynne, and it's a derned good lesson for me. Honesty is the best policy, as the feller says. It'll probably cost me forty or fifty dollars for being so slack with my veracity."
This was more than the heart-broken man could bear, he walked back, and entering the wake-house, in a burst of vehement sorrow "Oh, Bridget, my wife, my wife is it any wondher we should feel your loss, when your favorite, Bracky, is callin' for you; but you won't come to her that voice that so often charmed her will never charm the poor affectionate creature again."
"Who you callin' 'bo?" was the ungracious response, accompanied by immediate action of a similar nature. Rupe held Penrod's head in the crook of an elbow and massaged his temples with a hard-pressing knuckle. "I was only in fun, Rupie," pleaded the sufferer, and then, being set free, "Come here, Sam," he said. "What for?" Penrod laughed pityingly. "Pshaw, I ain't goin' to hurt you. Come on."
She is dressed in black, an' has a veil over her face; an' she's comin' this way." "Bedman," answers the dragoon, "go to the gate an' look back along the Plymouth road, an' tell me what you see." "I see," says my father, coming back with his teeth chattering, "I see, twenty yards back, a naked child comin'. He looks to be callin', but he makes no sound."
"Of course," he began, "it ain't no call of ours to interfere in family affairs, and you've a right to keep 'em to yourself, but if you'd been fair and square and above board in what you got off on us about this per " "What do you mean?" demanded the astonished Wells. "Well callin' her a 'red-haired gal." "Well she is a red-haired girl!" said Wells impatiently.
"Ever since that day," she said, slowly, "when I heard you say, 'Tell the little gurl I didn't mean nothin' callin' her a little gal'" there was a low, delicious gurgle in the throat as she tried to imitate his odd speech, and then her eyes suddenly filled with tears, but she brushed them away, smiling brightly.
He's big enough for us to go halvers and both have plenty. More'n that, you done the callin' anyhow." Then they laughed, and as they looked into one another's faces, each seemed to realize for the first time that his quondam chum was an old man.
I ain't put through the wringer, you understand, but just follows Zenobia while she goes from one thing to another, givin' her opinions of 'em and now and then callin' for mine. We got real chatty too, and once in awhile she stops to laugh real hearty, though I couldn't see where I'd got off any crack at all. Near as I can make out, Zenobia is a lively old girl for her age.
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