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"Look here, young feller, you'll have to keep your hands off that bell-cord. Here I've been cussin' things for keeps, thinking it was knotted or caught. It was just you had hold of it. Don't you know better'n that? Ain't you ever travelled before?" The man addressed was stowing something away inside the breast of his shirt.

Another wrote home: "Before she came there was such cussin' and swearin', and after that it was as holy as a church." No wonder she was called the "Angel of the Crimea." Once she was prostrated with fever, but recovered after a few weeks. Finally the war came to an end.

'Ten years now I've been range-ridin' all this yere ranch, a-doin' o' my little feeble, or'nary best to clean out the mouths o' you men an' purify the atmosphere o' God's own country, but I ain't made one convert. I've pounded 'em an' booted 'em, an' busted 'em an' shot 'em up, an' they go on cussin' each other out harder'n ever.

"There's a rebel battery on that hill there, and they shoot every time a match is lighted. What've you got there, a rail? By George, that's lucky! We'll have something to keep us out of the mud." They laid down the rail and sat upon it. "Shorty," said Si, as he tried to arrange his aching bones to some comfort on the rail, "I got mad at you for cussin' the Wabash this morning.

The Hopper watched the telltale step so disagreeably reminiscent of evil times and shrugged his shoulders impatiently. "Set down, Hump; ye make me nervous. I got thinkin' to do." "Ye'd better be quick about doin' ut!" Humpy snorted with an oath. "Cut the cussin'!" The Hopper admonished sharply.

The last of them gamblers pulled out a couple of days ago, I hauled his trunk over to the depot. He went a cussin', and he pulled the hole in after him, I guess, on all the high-kickin' this town'll ever do. Well, I ain't a carin'; I've been waitin' my time."

The foolish risk of losing so valuable a piece of property as Daniel Boone ought to be in the slave-market taxed his powers of understanding, profanity, and abuse. "Cussin' solid, an' in streaks," Aunty Boone chuckled, softly, as she listened to him unmoved. Equally unmoved was Esmond Clarenden.

I skips along out towards t'other end o' de house to see what's gwine on, en stops by de ole winder on de side towards Pudd'nhead Wilson's house dat ain't got no sash in it but dey ain't none of 'em got any sashes, for as dat's concerned en I stood dah in de dark en look out, en dar in the moonlight, right down under me 'uz one o' de twins a-cussin' not much, but jist a-cussin' soft it 'uz de brown one dat 'uz cussin, 'ca'se he 'uz hit in de shoulder.

Arnot made so real-like that I see him a-lookin' at me out of the cheer there half the time he's a makin' me better acquainted with the Lord, for the Lord knows I've got a hump on my back and humps all over; but I keep a-sayin' to myself, 'Like as a father pitieth his children, and I don't feel near as much like cussin' as I used to. That little chap that Mrs.

The old man smiled, and Bud slapped his leg gleefully. "Great great! Oh my, but who'd a thought of it?" he grunted. "They say it 'ud done you good to have been there the nex' mornin' an' heurd the cussin' recurd busted but me an' the filly was forty miles away. He got out a warrant for me for hoss-stealin', but the sheriff was for me, an' though he hunted high an' low he never could find me."