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He took 'em all and sot down in the kitchen to look 'em over. I went into the dinin'-room. Next thing I knew I heard him say, 'O God! just like that." "Avast heavin', Isaiah!" put in Captain Shadrach. "You're way off your course. Zoeth never said that. That's the way I talk, but he don't." "He done it this time," persisted Isaiah.
The next day Missis Rucker sets tables all over her dinin'-room an' brings on her beans. Eighteen Red Dog gents is thar, each totin' of a can of tomatters. An' let me impart right yere, son, we never has a more free an' peacefuller day than said Thanksgivin'. "'Them beans is a little hard, ain't they? says Doc Peets, while we-alls is eatin', bein' p'lite an' elegant like.
He was talking to someone. We both heard another voice. WHO did you say it was, Georgie?" "Santa Claus. Oh, Emmie, please don't be mad. I I wanted to see him so and and when he came I I " "There, there, Georgie; don't cry, dear. We're not cross. You were talking to someone you thought was Santa. Where is he?" "He WAS Santa Claus. He SAID he was. He went away when you came into the dinin'-room."
For a moment Thankful was staggered. Then her common-sense came to her rescue. "Nonsense!" she said, firmly. "A house with folks livin' in it has somethin' in the dinin'-room besides dust. Anyhow, it's easy enough to settle that question. Where's that door lead to?" She marched across the floor and threw open the door to which she had pointed. "Humph!" she sniffed. "Best front parlor.
She come into de kitchen one time where I was helpin' git de dinner ready an' de cook had gone to de spring house, an' she says: "'Chad, what ye cookin' dat smells so nice? "'Dat's a goose, I says, 'cookin' for Marsa John's dinner. We got quality, says I, pointin' to de dinin'-room do'. "'Quality! she says. 'Spec' I know what de quality is. Dat's for you an' de cook.
Sa-a-ay, girl, w'en he got through gettin' those royalties for that book they'd dwindled down to fresh wall paper for the dinin'-room, and a new gas stove for his wife, an' not enough left over to take a trolley trip to Oshkosh on. Don't count too high." "I'm not counting at all, Blackie, and you can't discourage me." "Don't want to. But I'd hate to see you come down with a thud."
"And when does this all happen, Curly, boy?" asked Battersleigh. "Why, night after to-morrer night, to the big stone hotel. They're goin' to clean out the dinin'-room for us. Three niggers, two fiddlers, an' a 'cordion oh, we'll have music all right! You'll be over, of course?" "That we will, me boy," responded Battersleigh. "It's mesilf will inthrojuce Captain Franklin to his first haythin ball.
She was a woman that worked, like me, but yet she was wonderful differ'nt. That was when we had our shop together in the house where we lived with the boy I'll come to him in a minute or two. Besides lace-makin', Calliope had a piano an' taught in the fittin'-room that was the same as the dinin'-room. Six scholars took. Sometimes I think it was her knowin' music that made her differ'nt.
Now, Captain Dean, I believe you were sending a message to me just now. I am here and you can deliver it. What is it you have to say?" Before he could answer Dorinda spoke once more. "Lute," she said, "you come along with me into the dinin'-room." "But but, Dorindy, I " "You come with me. This ain't any of my business any more, and it never was any of yours. Come! move!"
Then his eyes became curiously reflective. "Wher's Zip?" "Zip? Guess he's around with the kids. Y'see, the Bird's helpin' him fix things. Maybe they're back in the dinin'-room." Bill stood for a moment in deep thought. Then he turned suddenly, and his fierce little eyes fixed themselves on his friend's face. "Them kids," he said sharply.
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