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If a man does 'is work and looks arter 'is 'ome and 'is young 'uns, and does a good turn to a fellow creature when 'e can, I reckon 'e stands as much chance of getting into 'eaven if there IS sich a place as some of there 'ere Bible-busters, whether 'e ever goes to church or chapel or not.
And cause you didn't, where are you? why hung up on a dead foul leeshore: Diamond dead, lugger gone, the hue- and-cry up after you " "And our only ope in eaven," chimed in Bandy of the chirpy voice. "And how'd stickin the Gentleman elp us?" grumbled the brutal Toadie. "I'd stuck him fast enough if I'd twigged that!" Fat George leaned forward. "What's the reward out agin him?
Dyin' for want of a kiss an' a bit o' cuddle that's the kind o' dyin' I mean dyin' for what Gawd gives to the very brutes He myde! Seems to you I talk low!... Well, there's nothink lower than Nature, An' She Goes As 'Igh As 'Eaven!" said Emigration Jane. The wide, sweeping gesture with which the shabby little woman took in land and sea and sky was quite noble and inspiring to witness.
"In 'eaven," he answered, "there's neither marriage nor givin' in marriage." "Pish, mon!" the elder snorted. "It's no a question o' marrying; it's a question o' getting theer, an' Janet's no going to do it wi' a Methodist hanging til her skirts." Silence fell in the clearing silence that was broken only by the crash and tinkle of Janet's hoe as she buried Timmins under the clod.
"Nickie, fer th' love iv 'Eaven let er man sleep," pleaded the Living Skeleton pitifully. "I was just a-dreamin' iv pickled pigs' feet an' fried taters crisp, brown, fried taters. Oh, Lord!" "Be quiet!" snarled the Missing Link, "and do a perish here from thirst while that cow of a man swills his fill and makes a fortune out of my mortal agony? No, hanged if I do."
And if you go saying things you'll only make him angry." "Oh it's a him, is it?" Don't say Soper's been making himself unpleasant." "He's always unpleasant." "Is he? By 'Eaven, if I catch him!" "Do be quiet. It isn't Mr. Soper." "Isn't it?" "No. How could it be? You don't call Mr. Soper nice, do you?" Spinks was really quiet for a moment.
She glittered. I felt hate in her. I knew she knew too who was in the thoughts of us both at that moment. She replied softly, never forgetting her place for an instant: "There is joy, sir in 'eaven over one sinner that repenteth, and in church there goes up prayer to Gawd for those 'oo well, for the others, sir, 'oo " She cut short her sentence thus.
I derived such pleasure from his version of the "Mercy" speech from "The Merchant of Venice" that I still think he was ill-paid! "The quality of mercy is not strange It droppeth as the gentle rain from 'Eaven Upon the place beneath; it is twicet bless. It blesseth in that gives and in that takes It is in the mightiest in the mightiest It becomes the throned monuk better than its crownd.
We could see the aviator wave more clearly now; his broad smile almost made us imagine we heard his exultant laugh. "Who is it? What is it?" We boys gasped out the questions breathlessly. "'Ere he comes; watch 'im, mate; watch 'im. 'E's the Mad Major. Look, look he's looping! Gawd in 'eaven, they've got 'im. No, blimey, 'e's blinkin' luck itself. 'E's up again." "Who is the Mad Major?"
Then, again, 'Ell was said to be a very 'ot place. When the missionaries told the Greenlanders that, everybody wanted to go to 'Ell; so they had to change their tune and say it was very cold. Mr. Ramsey omitted to mention his authority for this statement. Into his pleasantries on the monotony of life in 'Eaven, I do not feel inclined to follow this gentleman.
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