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Updated: May 28, 2025
"What make you so fractious ter-night, Marse Cally? A little mo' an' you'd 'a' shuck my head off. I declar' ter gracious, Marse Cally, I thought I locked dat stable-door. I know I turned de key dey ain't no two ways 'bout dat. I tuck de key out'n de lock when I went in, an' put it back in de lock when I come out I put it in de lock an' turned it des like I allers do."
Angy cried eagerly, as one who beholds a promise in the skies. "Jest see, Father; we couldn't 'a' made out that winder this fur at all ef the sun hadn't struck it jest so. I declar' it seems almost as ef we could see the rocker, tew. It's tew bad, Abe, that we had ter let yer old rocker go.
"Whar is this fool goin'?" he demanded angrily of space. "To the graveyard, I declar', ez ef I war a harnt fur true, an' buried sure enough. An' I wish I war. I wish I war." He realized, after a moment's consideration, that he had been unconsciously actuated by the chance of meeting the wagon, returning by this route from the cross-roads' store.
"I canna," he said petulantly. "I would, lad," the other advised. "An' yo' don't yo' may be sorry after." As he turned away he heard the boy's steps, dull and sodden, as he crossed the hall; and then a thin, would-be cordial voice in the emptiness: "I declar' if 'tisna David! The return o' the Prodeegal he! he!
"Where is the best place to put that?" she said, pointing to a large, strong box in which, they knew, the finest silver was kept; indeed, all excepting what was used every day on the table. "Well, I declar', Mistis, that's hard to tell," said the old driver, "without it's in the stable." "They may burn that down." "That's so; you might bury it under the floor of the smoke-house?"
Father expected trouble, but he was not a man to turn back. We rode quietly up to them, and were about to continue on past when one of them yelled: "There's that abolition cuss now. Git him up here and make him declar' hisself!" "Git off that hoss, Cody!" shouted another. By this time more than a dozen men were crowding about father, cursing and abusing him. Soon they tore him from his horse.
"I declar I'd know a Gay by his eyes if I war to meet him in so unlikely a place as Kingdom Come. He's talkin' to old Adam Doolittle now," she added, for the information of the maid, who, being of a curious habit of mind, had raised herself on her knees and was craning her neck toward the door, "I can see his lips movin', but he speaks so low I can't make out what he says."
"Perjured hypocrite! this is the love you have sworn with the oath still burning upon your lips? Once more betrayed! O man! Once more betrayed! O God! would that I had left you to your fate!" "I declar', Marian " "Declare nothing more to me! Enough yonder is your attraction yonder! Oh! to think of this outrage!
I used to live in Barbadoes." "Well, I declar! Why, Barbaderz is t' other side of nowhere! Used ter be when I went ter school. Well, well, some folks hez a lion's share uv soarin' an' here I've ben all my life jest a' pinin' my heart out ter git down ter Bosting, an' I ain't never got there! But that's allers the way.
"Declar for 't, the grit o' that are woman beats me.
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