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The owld one has the grief of ye already, for 'curses, like chickens, come home to roost'; so get in wid ye, and hatch them to yerself in the chimley corner. They'll all be roosting wid ye by-and-by; and a nice warm nest they'll make for you, considering the brave brood that belongs to you."

"Out o' this ye may all go, bag an' baggage, the whole pack of yous." "Me father hasn't stirred out o' that chimley corner for years an' years," urged Mike; "an' me mother, God help her! she's near as bad as him wid the weakness an' the terrible cough she has this while back. It 'ud be the death of her out an' out sure, where could the cratur's go?"

"I ain't hurt, but I'm swinged like a fool miller moth in a lamp chimley," he complained. "Who was that shootin' around so darned careless?" "Jedlick, dern him!" "It's a wonder he didn't kill somebody upstairs somewhere." "First shot he hit a box of t'backer back of Wood's counter. I don't know what he hit the second time, but it wasn't me." "He hit the side of the store."

Soomtimes 'twere like t' yowlin' o' t' wind i' t' chimley, an' soomtimes 'twere like t' yammerin' o' tewits an' curlews on t' moor. But when t' squirrels heerd t' tune, they gat theirsens into line alang t' boughs, an' there were happen twelve squirrels on ivery bough. Then they gat agate o' lowpin'; they lowped frae tree to tree, reet round t' dub, wi' their tails set straight out behind 'em.

"There's nothin' but empty bowels and empty pipes in our house," the sweep said, "but we've got half a dozen good turf left!" "Well, it's a long lane that's got no turnin' ye might lend us thim," Jamie suggested. "If ye'll excuse m' fur a minit, I'll warm this house, an' may the Virgin choke m' in th' nixt chimley I sweep if I don't!" In a few minutes he returned with six black turf.

Nothing remained of Stratford except that "sitting in the fire-place of a evening you could see the stars through the chimley," and "Mother always 'ad 'er side of bacon, 'anging from the ceiling." And there was something a bush, there was at the front door, that smelt ever so nice. But the bush was very vague. She'd only remembered it once or twice in the hospital, when she'd been taken bad.

"Ananias, do you know who that man is," she asked. "Laws, Miss Vesta, co'se I do. Didn't you hear his hoss-wrangler call him Duke?" "I heard him call him Duke." "He's that man they call Duke of Chimley Butte I know that hoss he's a-ridin'; that hoss used to be Jim Wilder's ole outlaw. That Duke man killed Jim and took that hoss away from him; that's what he done.

The wind have blowed down the chimley that don't smoke, and the pinning-end with it; and the old ancient house, that have been in your family so long as the memory of man, is naked to the world! It is a mercy that your grammer were not killed, sitting by the hearth, poor old soul, and soon to walk wi' God, for 'a 's getting wambling on her pins, Mr. Swithin, as aged folks do.

He said something of the duty of my attending the evening service; but added with a causticity natural to him, that "in troth, if folk couldna keep their legs still, but wad needs be couping the creels ower through-stanes, as if they wad raise the very dead folk wi' the clatter, a kirk wi' a chimley in't was fittest for them."

'They didn't flee off to Babylonish places not they. He struck up an attitude 'Here's Master Springrove standen so: here's the married woman standen likewise; here they d'walk across to Knapwater House; and there they d'bide in the chimley corner, hard and fast. 'Yes, 'twas a pretty wedden, and well attended, added the clerk.

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