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You remember her, cap'en, don't you! It was her they writ the song about," and he began singing: "Come all ye jolly sailors bold Whose hearts are cast in honour's mould, While English glory I unfold: Huzza! to the Arethusa; She is a frigate tight and brave As ever stemmed the dashing wave, Her men are staunch to their fav'rite launch.
Then Helen, jest for meanness, says: 'Ezry, I s'pose you ain't willin' to have your fav'rite sister go down cellar with you and catch her death o' cold? But Mary, who hez been showin' Hiram Peabody the phot'graph album for more'n an hour, comes to the rescue an' makes Laura take the candle, and she shows Laura how to hold it so it won't go out. "The cellar is warm an' dark.
Of course Wolfville looks on some amazed at this yere labor movement, but declar's itse'f nootral. "'Let every gent skin his own eel, says Enright; 'the same bein' a fav'rite proverb back in Tennessee when I'm a yooth. This collision between Colonel Sterett an' them free an' independent printers he has in his herd is shorely what may be called a private game.
I. The solitary bird of night Thro' thick shades now wings his flight, And quits his time-shook tow'r; Where, shelter'd from the blaze of day, In philosophic gloom he lay, Beneath his ivy bow'r. II. With joy I hear the solemn sound, Which midnight echoes waft around, And sighing gales repeat. Fav'rite of Pallas! I attend, And, faithful to thy summons, bend At Wisdom's awful seat.
Gunnill, almost without his knowledge, uttered a deprecatory cough. His daughter turned with alarming swiftness and, holding herself very upright, favoured him with a glance in which indignation and surprise were very fairly mingled. "That white one that one at the end," said Mr. Gunnill, with an appearance of concentrated interest, "that's my fav'rite."
And his top hamper ain't none too secure, Niece Louise." "Oh, did I?" laughed the girl, understanding perfectly. "How nice." "Nice? That's how ye take it. Lawford Tapp ain't a fav'rite o' mine." "But he seemed very accommodating to-day when I asked him how to reach your store." "So you met him up town?" "Yes, Uncle Abe." "He's perlite enough," scolded the storekeeper.
"Why, this way, David quite 'appy an' innocent like, Missis Arbroath, she opens a letter from 'ome, which 'avin' glanced at the envelope casual-like she thinks was beggin' or mothers' meetin', an' there she finds it all out. Vicar's fav'rite gel writin' for money or clothes or summat, an' endin' up 'Yer own darlin'! Ha-ha-ha-he-he-he! Oh Lord!
That's what usually happens up this way, an' it ain't very good readin'. When I want to tell a story that'll inthrest me frinds I give it to thim good. Whin I describe me fav'rite hero, Dock Haggerty, I tell about him throwin' wan man out iv th' window an' usin' another as a club to bate th' remainin' twelve into submission.
And now we've driven the foe ashore, Never to fight with Britons more, Let each fill a glass to his fav'rite lass, A health to our captain and officers true, And all who belong to the jovial crew On board of the Arethusa!" "I mind," continued Jerry after another sip at his grog, "that she carried thirty-two guns, and was commanded by Captain Marshall.
Whin Kentucky begins f'r to shoot up her fav'rite sons they'll be more blood spilled thin thim two play wars'd spill between now an' th' time whin Ladysmith's relieved f'r th' las' time an' Agynaldoo is r-run up a three in th' outermost corner iv Hoar County, state iv Luzon. They'se rale shootin' in Kentucky, an' whin it begins ivrybody takes a hand. 'Tis th' on'y safe way.
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