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Updated: May 15, 2025
"Dey wuz a pile er bark burnin' in de middle er de flo', en right ober de fier, hangin' fum one er de rafters, wuz Dave; dey wuz a rope roun' his neck, en I didn' haf ter look at his face mo' d'n once fer ter see he wuz dead.
"But, Davie lad, ne'er fash your head Though we hae little gear; We're fit to win our daily bread As lang's we're hale an' fier; Mair speer na, nor fear na; Auld age ne'er mind a fig, The last o't, the warst o't, Is only for to beg!"
The officers allowed they were courageous, and one designated them as 'fier comme un Espagnol; and, on the whole, no doubt exists in my mind that they are people easily to be roused to exertion, either agricultural or commercial; their sullen and repulsive manners toward their masters rather indicating a dislike to their sway, and the idleness complained of only proving that the profits of labor are lower than they ought to be.
"'I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox, sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brierpatch, sezee. "'Hit's so much trouble fer ter kindle a fier, sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'dat I speck I'll hatter hang you, sezee.
The care of prouision for meate and drincke, appareille and householde, they betake to the women. This people hath many superstitious toyes. It is a heinous matter with them, to touche the fier, or take fleshe out of a potte with a knife.
Fifty pounds a year for life and a pension for widows and orphans, you will allow, is no bad settlement for a poet. And to Blacklock he wrote in verse: 'But what d'ye think, my trusty fier, I'm turned a gauger Peace be here! Parnassian queans, I fear, I fear, Ye'll now disdain me! And then my fifty pounds a year Will little gain me.
Quand un bon vin meuble mon estomac, Je suis plus savant que Balzac Plus sage que Pibrac; Mon bras seul faisant l’attaque De la nation cossaque, La mettroit au sac; De Charon je passerois le lac En dormant dans son bac; J’irois au fier Eac, Sans que mon cœur fit tic ni tac, Presenter du tabac. French Vaudeville.
I understood it by my frenchman, that heard the whole matter, & I found it was high time to act for my owne safety. That evning I made no shew of any thing, but going to bed I asked our men if the fier Locks that wee placed at night round our fort to defend us from thos that would attack us were in order.
We shall presently meet with a Charles who "flies in the Fier," but that Charles appears to have been in London, whereas this one is evidently in Kent, or wherever the aunt lived. The next letter is from Mrs. Newton
'We had also upon our mainyard an apparition of a little fier by night, which seamen do call Castor and Pollux.
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