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That dum'd uneasy sorril colt had got cast in the stall, an' I ben fussin' with him ever since. I clean forgot all 'bout Mis' Cullom till jest now." "Is the colt much injured?" John asked. "Wa'al, he won't trot a twenty gait in some time, I reckon," replied David. "He's wrenched his shoulder some, an' mebbe strained his inside. Don't seem to take no int'rist in his feed, an' that's a bad sign.
"You poor little critter," exclaimed Mrs. Cullom sympathetically. "You poor little critter!" "'T was more'n wuth it, Mis' Cullom," said David emphatically. "I'd had the most enjoy'ble day, I might say the only enjoy'ble day, 't I'd ever had in my hull life, an' I hain't never fergot it. I got over the lickin' in course of time, but I've ben enjoyin' that cirkis fer forty year.
I believe," she asserted, "that David 'd 'a' stayed the thing out if it hadn't ben fer me; but as true 's you live, Cynthy Cullom, I was so 'shamed at the little 't I did see that when I come to go to bed I took my clo'es off in the dark." David threw back his head and roared with laughter. Mrs. Bixbee looked at him with unmixed scorn. "If I couldn't help makin' a " she began, "I'd " "Oh, Lord!
Turn this over in your mind, and you will see that I am right. Whatever duties protect the two thousand plutocrats is protection to American industries. Whatever don't is free trade. "The Windsor, N. Y., "Nov. 25, 1890. "Senator Cullom. "Dear Sir: "I did not think the blow would be a cyclone when I saw you just before the election.
The memoirs of politicians and statesmen of this period, such as Cullom, Foraker, Platt, even Hoar, are imbued with an inflexible faith in the party and colored by the conviction that it is a function of Government to aid business.
Wa'al, I ain't goin' to give you the hull fam'ly hist'ry, an' I've got to go into the kitchen fer a while 'fore dinner, but what I started out fer 's this: 'Lish fin'ly settled over to Whitcom." "Did he ever git married?" interrupted Mrs. Cullom. "Oh, yes," replied Mrs. Bixbee, "he got married when he was past forty.
More than once since my election, Mrs. Palmer has expressed the hope that when she meets Mrs. Cullom at Washington, or here, they may continue to enjoy the friendly relations that have so long existed between them, to which I add the expression of my own wish that in the future, as in the past, we may be to each other good neighbors and good friends.
"Mebbe he knows, Dave," said Mrs. Cullom softly. "Mebbe he does," assented David in a low voice. Neither spoke for a time, and then the widow said: "David, I can't thank ye 's I ought ter I don't know how but I'll pray for ye night an' mornin' 's long 's I got breath. An', Dave," she added humbly, "I want to take back what I said about the Lord's providin'."
"'What you ben up to down there? he says. "'Went to the cirkis, I says, thinkin' I might 's well make a clean breast on't. "'Where 'd you git the money? he says. "'Mr. Cullom took me, I says. "'You lie, he says. 'You stole the money somewheres, an' I'll trounce it out of ye, if I kill ye, he says. "Wa'al," said David, twisting his shoulders in recollection, "I won't harrer up your feelin's.
"I've always heard it was dreadful expensive," remarked Mrs. Cullom. "Let me give you some," said John, reaching toward her with the bottle. Mrs. Cullom looked first at Mrs. Bixbee and then at David. "I don't know," she said. "I never tasted any." "Take a little," said David, nodding approvingly. "Just a swallow," said the widow, whose curiosity had got the better of scruples.
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