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A sailor near at hand came forward and offered his assistance. And between the two the professor was safely taken down to the second cabin and deposited in his berth. A German Jew, who shared the professor's stateroom, saw the party coming, and exclaimed to a fellow-passenger: "Tere's tat young shentleman mit his olt man again. Fader Abraham! he ish von shentleman; von drue shentleman!"
The small combatants pounded and kicked, scratched and tore. They began to weep and their curses struggled in their throats with sobs. The other little boys clasped their hands and wriggled their legs in excitement. They formed a bobbing circle about the pair. A tiny spectator was suddenly agitated. "Cheese it, Jimmie, cheese it! Here comes yer fader," he yelled.
His father was at the mercy of his servants, who, insolent and insubordinate, robbed, laughed at, and neglected him. The waste and expense were enormous. Our hero, who found how matters stood, soon resolved what to do. He rose early; Mesty was in the room, with warm water, as soon as he rang. "By de power, Massa Easy, your fader very silly old man!" "I'm afraid so," replied Jack.
Las' one was dat spruce yaller schoolmarster from Oberlin. Says I, 'Vina, why don't yer git married? 'Pears like yer'd feel less onsettled an' lonesome ef yer had an ole man. Says she, 'I'se got one ole man: dat's 'nuff. Says I, 'But don't yer nebber t'ink yer'd like to git married, Vina? An' says she, 'Yes, Fader Abram, I do.
Who's yo' fader an' mudder? says I. 'George was my fader, says she, 'but de abolitioners done carried him off an' chawed him up. I'se awful skeered ob de abolitioners, I is. I ain't got no fader nor mudder: de buzzards done hatched me. Wall, I was dat sho' it was Vina's chile dat I didn' wait no longer, but jus' toted her roun' to de ice-cream stan' an' filled her chock full of ice-cream.
He stopped abruptly. “I do not like to zink I shall lose your company so soon.” “I admit,” allowed Mr Bunker, “that this fortunate meeting tempts me to stay.” “Vy not?” said the Baron, cordially. “Can your fader not vait to see you?” “I hardly think he will worry about me, I confess.” “Zen stay, my goot Bonker!”
My fader was most entirely attached to a lady for thirty years, who was in fact his mistress. She was the beautifullest creature and the cleverest, but, though my fader continued to pay my moder all possible respect, my poor moder could not suffer this attachment.
There is no other name for him, but one hears it rarely; yet the shining virtue of democratization is that it has produced a kind of tacit agreement with Chaucer's Parson that 'to have pride in the gentrie of the bodie is right gret folie; for oft-time the gentrie of the bodie benimeth the gentrie of the soul; and also we be all of one fader and one moder. And although there are few men nowadays who would insist that they are gentlemen, there is probably no man living in the United States who would admit that he isn't.
Suddenly he felt a touch on his knee, and, looking down, saw Mary peering up, her masses of dark hair streaming back from the straining little face, the grave open mouth, and alarmed eyes. 'Fader, tiss! fader, tiss! she said imperatively. He lifted her up and covered the little brown cheeks with kisses.
"Maybe he get off Hurry and fader, as well as Hist, if let him have his way," whispered Wah-ta-Wah to her companion, in a confiding flattering way, just as they got near enough to the encampment to hear the voices of several of their own sex, who were apparently occupied in the usual toils of women of their class. "Tink of dat, Hetty, and put two, twenty finger on mouth.
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