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"Do you feed your horse on oats, much?" inquired Caleb, gravely, after a long and observant silence. "No, Sir, we darsn't give him no oats, 'cause he'd be sure to run away; doos sometimes, as it is." "I don't think you need fear it to-day," replied Caleb, quietly, as he settled himself into the corner, in the vain hope of a nap; but Youth was now loquaciously inclined.

Zeena did not move or look up when he entered, and after a moment he asked: "Where's Mattie?" Without lifting her eyes from the page she replied: "I presume she's getting down her trunk." The blood rushed to his face. "Getting down her trunk alone?" "Jotham Powell's down in the wood-lot, and Dan'l Byrne says he darsn't leave that horse," she returned.

"An' now," resuming their rehearsal, "this enlightened constituency was asked ter bestow on a scion o' this same 'Fambly' ignorant, scrub, pauper an office of great importance to the people, that needed to fill it a man o' eddication an' experiunce, varsed in the ways o' the world asked to bestow the office o' sheriff o' the county on a man who war so obviously incomp'tent an' illit'rate that he darsn't face the people ter make his perposterous demand!"

I darsn't till I'd seen you, for I can't do nothin', I'm in such a mess, says the old lady. "'So am I, for I can't get in except by the entry window, and he'll see me, says Kitty, gigglin' at the thoughts of Joe. "'Come down the ladder, there's a dear. I'll pull it round and keep it stiddy, says the mother. "'Oh, ma, don't ask me! says Kitty, with a shiver.

I say it needn't have happened. And then think how Uncle Lusthah prayed!" "Chunk down dar by de run, Miss Lou," whispered Zany. "I lis'n wid all my years en eyes." "Miss Lou, I'se yere in de shadder ob dis bush," Chunk called softly. "Tell me everything." "Darsn't twel I feels mo' safe, Miss Lou. Kin on'y say now Marse Scoville des dote on you en he ax questions 'bout you sence you lil gyurl.

You see," dropping her voice for a moment, "I darsn't dar to speak out plain and 'bove-board heah, as if I was at home in Georgy! Ebbery ting is wat dey calls a mist'ry' hereabouts; an' I has bin notified not to tell ob no secret doins ob deirn to any airthly creeter, onless I wants to be smacked into jail an' guv up to my wrong owners.

Royall turned to her. "Ask him when he's going to marry you, then " There was another silence, and he laughed in his turn a broken laugh, with a scraping sound in it. "You darsn't!" he shouted out with sudden passion. He went close up to Charity, his right arm lifted, not in menace but in tragic exhortation. "You darsn't, and you know it and you know why!" He swung back again upon the young man.

She did it because Cy, her favorite playfellow, told her she'd die if she did, and tried to frighten her. "You darsn't eat any more," he said. "Yes, I dare. See if I don't." And Poppy took another piece, just to show how brave she was. Silly little Poppy! "I ain't sick, and I shan't die, so now." And Poppy pranced about as briskly as ever.

"Yer darsn't do it! Yer old Malden's slave, yer know yer are, and yer darsn't breathe 'less he says so." It was in front of the Miners' Home in Gold City, and the speaker was an overgrown, brawny, low-browed boy of some seventeen years, who, in ragged clothes and an old slouch hat, leaned against the post that helped support the tumble-down roof of that notorious establishment.

"You'll wait till I'm on, I reckon. My horses can't go on that errand, and you darsn't take the up-driver's team. Put that it your pipe and smoke it, old smarty!" and Sam's eyes emitted steel-blue lightnings, though his face wore a fixed expression of smiling.