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He peered at him. "Why, Joe!" said he; and then: "See here what have I ever done to you?" Joe turned on him quickly. "Done?" he cried. "Maybe nothin', maybe everythin'." He paused dramatically, unconscious of the fierce intentness of his gaze, the lithe aggressiveness of his posture. "But I warns you, now you ain't our kind! Th' mountings ain't no place for you.
Bartram," said the cobbler, resting for a moment, and straightening his weary back, "if I was in trouble, been doin' somethin' wrong, for instance, an' was hauled into court, an' had you for my lawyer, though of course I couldn't expect to have so smart a man, I'd ort to believe that you'd do everythin' that could be done an' ort to be done, ortn't I?"
'T was about Some One I had n't the least idee then who 't was, an' how much it all meant Some One that was dreffle fond o' fishin' an' fishermen, Some One that sot everythin' by the water, an' useter go along by the lakes an' ponds, an' sail on 'em, an' talk with the men that was fishin'. An' how the fishermen all liked him, 'nd asked his 'dvice, an' done jest 's he telled 'em about the likeliest places to fish; an' how they allers ketched more for mindin' him; an' how when he was a-preachin' he would n't go into a big meetin'-house an' talk to rich folks all slicked up, but he 'd jest go out in a fishin' boat, an' ask the men to shove out a mite, an' he 'd talk to the folks on shore, the fishin' folks an' their wives an' the boys an' gals playin' on the shore.
At the time I'm tellin' of they'd traded everythin' they had, and when they hadn't nothin' else left to swap they traded names. Joe he took Johnny's name, and Johnny he took Joe's. Jist about when they'd done this, they both got sick with sumthin' or other, the oldest one pretty bad, the other not much. Now there ain't no doctor inside of twenty miles of where my sister lives.
Half way to the gate she paused. "Come on come on!" Phoebe cried, stamping her foot. "My land!" stammered Rebecca. "I've forgot everythin'!" She started back, running with short, unaccustomed steps. "My umbrella!" she gasped. "My recipes my slips!" Phoebe was speechless with anger and apprehension at this delay, and Rebecca was therefore allowed to re-enter the house without objection.
"On her land?" gasped Eliza. "It wouldn't do any harm," argued Jane. "She never comes up here, nor her cows nor horses either. We'll climb right over and dump the thing in. That'll settle Martin's ever finding it, an' everythin'." "But s'pose " Eliza objected once more. "Oh, 'Liza, we can't stay here s'posin' all day!" Jane declared decisively.
"Ingalls!" he addressed one of them "I'm given tu undhershtand that yuh an' Chuck Reed there tuk charge av this feller " he indicated the prisoner "last night, whin he had that racket wid Larry Blake in th' bar? Fwhat was they rowin' over?" "That hawss o' Blake's mostly," was Ingalls' laconic answer. "Course they was slingin' everythin' else they could dig down an' drag up, too."
You know things? Tell me then, do, what's the good of goin' on being able to feel I mean to feel just like anybody, anybody as hasn't gone down, you know if you can't do anythin' the same as they can, get round anybody to make 'em go right? I could send him right, I could, as well as any girl, if feelin' 'd only do it. But feelin' ain't a bit of good. It's looks, I suppose. Everythin' 's looks."
It blew away every yard, spar, shroud, an' every strand o' riggin', an' snapped the masts off close to the deck. It blew away all the boats. It blew away the cook's caboose, an' everythin' else on deck. It blew off the hatches, an' sent 'em spinnin' in the air about a mile to leeward. An' afore it got through, it washed away the cap'n an' all the crew 'cept me an' two others.
"Wall by all that's great, I know, then," exclaimed Shelby, clapping him on the shoulder. "I know, 'cause I've BEEN there: It's bein' jist down, out an' discouraged with everythin' and not a blame soul fer ter give a man a boost when he needs it. I lived all through that kind o' thing afore I came ter Severndale, an' 'taint a picter I like fer ter dwell upon.
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