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Why do you ask?" "O nut'n'; only I thing you make me luck; nine, h-eighteen, fawty-fo' I play me doze number' in de lott'ree to-day." "Why, pshaw! you don't play the lottery, do you?" "Yass. I play her; why not? She make me reech some of doze day'. Win fifty dollah one time las' year." The soft voice of the wife spoke up "And spend it all to the wife of my dead brother. What use him be reech?
Who writ up No'th an' got a preacher sent to us, an' de fun's ter buil' dis same chu'ch-house we're settin' in ter-night? Who got de money f'm de Bureau to s'port de school? An' when dat was stop', who got de money f'm de Peabody Fun'? Talk about Miss Noble gittin' a sal'ry! Who paid dat sal'ry up ter five years ago? Not one dollah of it come outer ou' pockets!
They's moh houn'-dawgs in Citron City than they's wood-ticks to keep them busy. I reckon a dollah 'll do a heap foh you, suh." "Could you get me a dog for a dollar?" I asked; "one with points?" "Points? I sholy can, suh; plenty of points. What kind of dawg do yoh requiah, suh? live dawg? daid dawg? houn'-dawg? raid-dawg? hawg-dawg? coon-dawg?
"You tink she is worse a t'ousand dollah?" asked the Creole, shadow and sunshine chasing each other across his face. "No, sir." The unwilling critic strove unnecessarily against his smile. "Ow much you tink?" "Mr.
"What do you hask for it?" asked the planter indifferently, designating the house by a wave of his whip. "Ask for w'at?" said Injin Charlie. "De house! What you ask for it?" "I don't believe," said Charlie. "What you would take for it!" cried the planter. "Wait for w'at?" "What you would take for the whole block?" "I don't want to sell him!" "I'll give you ten thousand dollah for it."
He was holding up the smaller of the two parkis. "You no like?" "Oh, very nice." "You no buy?" "You go sleep on trail," said Nicholas, rising briskly. "You die, no parki." The Boy laughed and shook his head, but still Ol' Chief held out the deer-skin shirt, and caressed the wolf-fringe of the hood. "Him cheap." "How cheap?" "Twenty-fi' dollah." "Don't know as I call that cheap."
She started toward the door, but stopped and said, "Gimme de dollah bill!" He gave it to her. She examined it and said, "H'm like enough de bank's bu'sted." She started again, but halted again. "Has you got any whisky?" "Yes, a little." "Fetch it!" He ran to his room overhead and brought down a bottle which was two-thirds full. She tilted it up and took a drink.
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