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To do him justice, I will say that he seems to be satisfied; she's the one that does the complainin'. I guess this is the most expensive counter in the store, ain't it, Mister?" The clerk laughed. "No, indeed," he said. "These are all moderate priced goods. I wonder," turning to Pearson, "if your friend wouldn't like to see some of our choice pieces.
"If we even 'ad a porch it would 'elp to keep the wind and snow hout, but I ain't complainin', sir. I've on'y too good reason to be thankful." "Dear Miss Matilda," said the old nurse, dusting a wooden chair with her apron, and beaming all over with joy, "it's good for sore eyes to see you. Don't mind the child'n, miss, an' do sit down near the fire.
"A-course I didn't mean nothin' when I spoke about complainin' against the Judge," he called back. "You know that, don't you, Denny? You know I was just jokin', don't you?" A vaguely worried, appealing strain crept into the cracked accents. "An' a-course you wouldn't say nothin' about my speakin' like that.
"I'm in a putty bad fix, I reckon," said the guerrilla, after chewing in silence for several minutes. "If you are, you have only yourself to thank for it," returned Jack coldly. "Oh, I aint complainin', sonny. It's the fortunes o' war as them poets call it, I reckon." "You might be in better business than stealing horses." "So I might, sonny an' then agin' I might do wuss yes, a heap wuss.
His grandfather had often discussed this frustration in human life. "Us humans," it was his grandfather's habit to say, "don't make sense! There's some of us that work so hard they're too tired to enjoy life. There's some that work so hard at enjoying it that they don't get no fun out of it. And the rest of us spend our lives complainin' that there ain't any fun in it anyhow.
But Josiah and I went home and both on us used some anarky on our tired limbs, and he cleaned the mud offen our shoes, for truly it wuz faithful and stuck by us. It had rained the night before and that made it dretful muddy, Josiah acted real grouty about it and sot there mutterin' and complainin' about the mud till I got kinder wore out and sez: "For mercy sake!
"A horse for a man?" repeated Lee Haines, breathing hard. "A life for a life," said Dan simply. "They got no call for complainin'." Glances of wonder, glances of meaning, flashed back and forth from Haines to Buck. "Well, then," said the latter, and he took in Kate with a caution from the corner of his eye, "if that's the case, let's sit down and chin for a minute."
"Have I made any mistake?" "No, but but I've been making you do all the work. It isn't fair. Credit yourself with forty dollars a month from the start and keep it up." Washburn flushed. "I'm mighty much obliged, Mr. Westerfelt. I wusn't complainin' as it wus." "I know it, but you are a good fellow; I'm going to trust the whole business to you. Your judgment's as good as mine; do the best you can.
To-morrer you'll be goin round complainin about your liver!" I sot up a spell by the kitchen fire readin Lewis Napoleon's "Life of Julius Caesar." What a reckless old cuss he was! Yit Lewis picturs him in glowin cullers. Caesar made it lively for the boys in Gaul, didn't he? He slewd one million of citizens, male and female Gauls and Gaulusses and then he sold another million of 'em into slavery.
I had already entered upon my part. 'The impidence o' that gyaird! said the lady bitterly. 'He needit a Scotch tongue to pit him in his place. He was complainin' o' this wean no haein' a ticket and her no fower till August twalmonth, and he was objectin' to this gentleman spittin'. The sailor morosely agreed, and I started my new life in an atmosphere of protest against authority.
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