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Updated: June 7, 2025
Just look at them poor fallen men that are walkin' the streets night after night, poor creeters goin' right down to ruin and nobody trying to lead 'em up agin to the way of safety and virtue poor fallen, ruined men! I feel to pity 'em." Sez Jane Olive, "Oh, shaw! they don't feel ruined, they're all right, I'll resk them." "How do you know how they feel?
It wuz a good-lookin' head-dress. Her figger wuz noble, jest as majestic and perfect as the human form can be. And it stood up there jest as the Lord meant wimmen to stand, not lookin' like a hour-glass or a pismire, but a good sensible waist on her, jest as human creeters ort to have. I don't know what dressmakers would think of her.
Learnin' out of a book that is held out to us from the shadows by an onseen, inexorable hand. Settin' on hard benches that may fall out from under us at any time. Poor ignerent creeters that we are, would it not be a too arrant folly for us to judge each other hardly, we, all on us, so deplorably ignerent, so weakly helpless?" Sez Josiah, in earnest axcents, "Le's walk a little faster."
When that minister knowed the stuff he wuz dedicatin' rendered all creeters here below, no matter how smart they wuz nachully, incapable of tellin' whether they wuz on their head or their heels, blessin' or cussin'. When a man is drunk as a fool how can he praise anything?
And I sez, "You may as well spend your money travelin' as in any other way." "Yes, I love to travel when I can travel with human creeters, and I might as well spend my money for myself as to leave it for my cousins to fight over, and I can pay my way mostly sellin' my book; and I've left my stuff so it won't spile." "Where is Waitstill Webb?" sez I.
The deathless loves, the aspirations, the deep hopes, and faiths, that live in us and through us, and animate us and keep us alive, Whose spectacles has ever seen 'em? What are we, all of us human creeters, any way, but little atoms dropped here, Heaven knows why, or how, into the midst of a perfect sea of mystery, and unseen influences.
Astofeller, "Where would the world be to-day if it wuzn't for rich people building railroads, stringing telegraph and telephone wires, binding the cities and continents together?" "Yes," sez I, "I set store by what they've done, just as I do on them good old creeters who used to carry the mails in their saddle-bags for so much a year.
Oh what weak creeters we be anyhow! Well, that night there wuz goin' to be a extra big party, and I wuz for startin' at once after supper, for truly I felt that I wuz performin' a hard and arjous job, and as my way is I wuz for tacklin' it to once and gittin' over it.
"A week!" sez I; "Josiah Allen, where is your conscience? if you have got a conscience." "In the same old place," sez he, kinder hittin' himself in the pit of his stomach. "Wall, I should think as much," sez I. And Lodema sez, sez she: "A man that won't tell things is of all creeters that walks the earth the most disagreeable.
'Kordin' to Hankins it's a old clock gin out in the springs, I 'low. How does Hankins know that 'Zek'el's livin' creeters means one thing more'n another? He talks about them wheels as nateral as ef he was a wagon-maker fixin' a ole buggy.
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