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"Yes, one man said to me, 'Where's your pass? I suppose I must have grown desperate, for I raised my fists and said dem's my passes; and he let me alone. I don't know whether he was friendly or scared, but he let me alone." "And how then?" "When I come to Covington I found that I could not come across the river without a pass, but I watched my chance, and hid myself on a boat, and I got across.
"What is what, Phil?" asked Oriana. "Why, Phil, you have been dreaming," she added, observing the lad's confusion at having spoken so vehemently. "Miss Orany, dar's a boat out yonder. I heard 'em pulling, sure." "Nonsense, Phil! you've been asleep." "By Gol! I heard 'em, sure. What a boat doing round here dis time o' night? Dem's some niggers arter chickens, sure."
You can thank them for screaming, because only for that we might not have come up in time." The boy allowed his hand to run up and down his other wet sleeve. "Dem's my Sunday-best clo's, too. Mebbe mommy she won't whale me fo' gettin' dem all soaked like this," he muttered to himself disconsolately. "Don't you worry about that," chuckled Thad, who had overheard the childish complaint.
He thought Mass'r Richard would gib him a quarter, mebbe a half-dollar." "Did you think so, also, Harriet?" "Dem's de house perquisites, Miss Phill. Moke has nothin' 't all to do wid de house perquisites." "Moke has been sick, has he not?" "Had de fever, he says." "Is he not one of your classmates? I think I have heard you say he was 'a powerful member' of Uncle Isaac's class."
The girl returned and delivered her message. "What!" exclaimed the sick woman, in amazement. "He must have turned Radical sure enough, to send me such an answer as that! Maggie," she continued, with severe dignity, "you must be mistaken. Return and tell my son that I am sure you are mistaken." "Oh, dar ain't no mistake 'bout it, mistis. Dem's de berry words Marse Hesden said, shore."
"Vell, most a h'our, now, I tink, and dem's Kerrigan's horses, as is five year olds an' stronk lak' de devil. Dey run good on de five-mile flat, dey do, sure, an' odder places vhere snow is pack nice." This time Stefan didn't answer. He shouted at his team, that started on the run, but Zeb Foraker's St.
When we git dar, maybe well go on twel we gits ter Massasip." "Is you got enny folks out dar?" inquired Uncle Remus. "None dat I knows un." "An' you er takin' dis 'oman an' deze chillun out dar whar dey dunno nobody? Whar's yo' perwisions?" eying a chest with a rope around it. "Dem's our bedcloze," the old negro explained, noticing the glance of Uncle Remus.
"Got any 'baccy, Mars' John?" he whined, in the middle of the hottest oath. The man stopped abruptly, turning his pockets inside out. "That's all, Ben," he said, kindly enough. "Now begone, you black devil!" "Dem's um, Mars'! Goin' 'mediate," catching the tobacco, and lolling down full length as his master turned off again. Dave Hall, the sentry, stared reflectively, and sat down. "Ben?
"Are there no papers anywhere to tell us who they were?" Jack asked, and Jake replied, "Thar's papers in de little har trunk whar I keeps de writin' book Miss Dory used, an' de book she read in to learn, but dem's no 'count. Some receipts an' bills an' some letters ole Mas'r Harris writ to Miss Lucy 'fo' they was married, love letters, in course, which I seen Miss Dory tie up wid a white ribbon.
And she swept up the stairs so stately, that Scipio was moved to say slyly: "Dem's de kind of ladies, Marse Richard, I jes dotes t' wait on!" Of the affair at King William's School I shall tell later. We had some dozen guests staying at the Hall for the ball. At dinner my grandfather and the gentlemen twitted her, and laughed heartily at her apt retorts, and even toasted her when she was gone.
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