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Updated: June 14, 2025
"Jest think of all there is in this extrordnery vessel what with kitchen an' little cunnin' state-rooms what with the hull machinery an' all it's a sinful waste to leave it all to rot away down in this here swamp when we might all go back to the Centennial an' get rich as as Solomon's temple!"
Everybody brings the cunnin' old jokes out of the moth-balls when you're engaged. I'll marry you, but " "Marry me next month August?" "Nope." "September?" "Nope." "Please, Ruthie. Aw yes, September. Nice month, September is. Autumn. Harvest moon. And apples to swipe. Come on. September." "Well, perhaps September. We'll see.
"Wal, it ain't quite clear how it come about, but the story, which is most gener'ly believed, says that the first Med'cine Man was pertic'ler cunnin', an' took real thick with the white folks' way o' doin' things. Say, he learned his folk a deal o' farmin' an' sech, an' they took to trappin' same as you understand it.
"May all the curses of heaven an' hell blast you, for a cowardly, thraicherous, parjured stag! Why, you black-hearted informer, see now what you've made by your cunnin'. Well, we hope you'll keep your word won't I make a purty mother, an' won't we be happy as the day's long, espichilly when Heaven sends us a family? Why, you rap of hell, aren't you a laughing-stock this minute?
"Curly Ben is 'bad' plumb through, an' the sights, as they says in the picturesque language of the Southwest, has been filed from his guns for many years. Which this last is runnin' in Moon's head while he talks with his disgustin' emmissary. Moon ain't out to take chances on gettin' the worst of it. An' tharfore, Moon at once waxes cunnin' a whole lot.
"If you tell your father, or any one, I might lose the chance to find this man, for, lass, he's desperate cunnin'. Then he'd go free to rob others, an' mebbe help make off with other poor girls. Lass, keep my secret." "But he might try to carry me away," said Helen in fearful perplexity. "Most likely he might," replied the borderman with the smile that came so rarely. "Oh!
I understand that Docthor Scareman isn't likely to have a family. Now, ahagur, if you spake, I'm done, that's all." Having been then called away to make arrangements necessary to Lucy's. comfort, their dialogue was terminated before she could worm out of Alley the cause of her mistress's visit. "She's a cunnin' ould hag," said the latter, when the other had gone.
"O, see see!" she cried excitedly, half-running, half-crawling after the bug, "see this funny thing! I can't catch him! But, O my ain't he cunnin'! Irene, do get down here and see!" Irene took a step forward, then stood still. "I can't," she said, "I might soil my dress." But Lou scarcely heard. She was absorbed in the funny bug.
It's when he looks at baby and baby looks different to him." "Different? How different?" "Why," she said, in a burst of pride turning for an instant to the little figure on the couch, "baby's got awful cunnin' little ways. An' he's got a little way o' lookin' up sideways, kind o' droll, an' when he does that an' Mr.
"Why thin, do you know what, Ellish although I didn't spake it out, upon my faix I was thinkin' of it. Divil a word o' lie in it." "Oh, you thief o' the world, an' never to tell it to me. Faix, Pether, you're a cunnin' shaver, an' as deep as a draw well." "Let me alone. Why I tell you if I study an' lay myself down to it, I can conthrive anything.
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