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"'Wa'al, says Am, droppin' his head sideways an' borin' into his ear 'ith his middle finger, 'I got the promise mebbe of a job o' work fer a couple o' days next week. 'H'm'm'm, says the dominie, lookin' at him. 'Have you got anythin' to git married on? the dominie says, turnin' to Lize.

"Humph! I wasn't askin' you," she said. Then, to the others: "I didn't know but what my droppin' in, permiskus like " "A Kentuckian's friends," said Frank, "are always welcome." "Friends from the word go, remember," said the Colonel. "Thankee, Colonel," said the girl. "We'll have that race, some day; but I won't ride agin you if you ride Queen Bess. Oh, wouldn't I like to see her go!"

Wall, we drinked our lemonade, I a quietly takin' out the straws and droppin' 'em on the floor at my side in a quiet ladylike manner, and Josiah, a bein' wunk at by me, doin' the same thing. And anon, our carriage drove up to the end of the piazza agin and we sot sail homewards.

"I always get along with the officers," he remarked to me in a confidential tone. "I know the w'y, I do, to myke myself uppreci- yted. There was my last skipper w'y I thought nothin' of droppin' down in the cabin for a little chat and a friendly glass.

Once or twice you scored a mark on the ground with th' point of it. You began cuttin' some of the bark from the stick, droppin' a bit every fifty yards or so. But that was too easy for me. Any tenderfoot'd have found them bits o' bark." "Quite right," agreed Kiddie, "an' you ain't anything of a tenderfoot. Yes? Well?" "So you changed your scent, so ter speak.

The ocean was as smooth as a full bathtub, and all tinted up in pinks and purples, like one of Belasco's back drops. Off over the bow to the right excuse me, to the starboard a big, ruddy sun was droppin' slow and touchin' up the top of a fluffy pile of cottony clouds back of us, that looked like they was balanced right on the edge of things.

It will take a fortune to drain it, and the Guggenheims are out for investment." "Reckon that's it. That's right, stick to the moccasins. Gee! That coat is sure wrinkled, an' it fits you a mite too swift. Just peck around at your vittles. If you eat hearty you'll bust through. An' if them women folks gets to droppin' handkerchiefs, just let 'em lay. Don't do any pickin' up.

Fur's I'm concerned well, Jabez Hedges told me yesterday that Rastus Young told him he cal'lated he'd have to be droppin' in at the store some of these nights to buy some rubber boots and new ileskins. We sold him the ones he's got four years ago and he ain't paid for 'em yet. No, no, Mary-'Gusta, don't you worry about that sacrifice.

"You win," says I. "The styles in Sand Spur ain't changed any. But this is Fifth Avenue, remember." "Torchy," says he, droppin' one of his big paws on my shoulder, "what I shall always remember about Valentina Tozier is this: that when she picked me up out on the Gulf I was in a bad way.

Then she said: "She's goin' away, Gracie is." "Going away?" "Yup. She's goin' to stay with a relation of the Hammonds over in Connecticut for a spell. I coaxed her into it. Stayin' here at home with all this suspense and with Hannah Poundberry's tongue droppin' lamentations like kernels out of a corn sheller, is enough to kill a healthy batch of kittens with nine lives apiece.