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I cut a copy out when it was printed, and it is about the genteelest thing like that I even seen, as follers: WILCOX AND SIMMS Invite Your Patronage This earth is but a fleeting show, and the blank-winged angels wait for all. It is always a satisfaction to remember that all possible has been done for the deceased. See Our New Line of Coffins Lined Caskets a Specialty Lodge Work Solicited
The way it begun wuz and the way Josiah Allen and me come to have any connectin with the story wuz as follers: Some time ago, and previus, we had a widder come to stay with us a spell, she that wuz Tamer Shelmadine, Miss Trueman Pool that now is. Her husband died several years ago, and left her not over and above well off. And so she goes round a-visitin', and has went ever sense his death.
Matter of fact, Manners, he saved my life twice and that's why I'm tied to him for life. Besides, between you and me, he means more to me than the rest of the world put together." "Listen," said Manners, after a pause. "I see what you mean and I'll tell you what you got to do. That big boy will do anything you tell him. He follers you with his eyes. Well, we'll find a hoss that will carry him.
Smithers, "as come out of a warm bed at midnight to see as if folks wot was diggin' for cats found anythink? 'T warn't me, Miss, that's wot it warn't, and I take it that them as follers is as nonsensical as them wot digs. Anyhow, Miss, 'ere's where 'e was buried, and 'ere's where 'e ain't now. You can think wot you likes, that's wot you can."
So we accepted his offer, Josiah with joy and I with a becomin' dignity, and the carriage sot off down the street. And what follers truly seems like a dream to me, and so duz the talk accompanyin' it.
The recordin' angel himself can't do the sum till the day of judgment, not till then can he add up the broad, ever-widenin' effects of evil and sorrow that follers a great war and that shall go on and on till time shall be no more.
"Hasn't Lassiter made a break yet?" inquired Venters, curiously. "Naw!" replied Judkins, scornfully. "Jane turned his head. He's mad in love over her follers her like a dog. He ain't no more Lassiter! He's lost his nerve, he doesn't look like the same feller. It's village talk. Everybody knows it. He hasn't thrown a gun, an' he won't!" "Jud, I'll bet he does," replied Venters, earnestly.
"Ye can't hardly fo'ce a dawg." Old Spicer sagely nodded his head as he made the remark. "A dawg jest natcher'ly follers his own nose." "Exactly and they have followed their noses here." The Lexington man found the embarrassment of his position growing as the colloquy proceeded. "I want to ask you whether, if these dogs want to cross your fence, I have your permission to let them?"
"What do you think of it, Henry?" asked Shif'less Sol. "I don't know what to think," replied the youth, "but it seems to me that whatever took away Jim has taken away Paul, also." "Looks like it," said Sol, "an' I guess it follers that we're in the same kind o' danger."
"Tell her I'm here, Hattie. I must see her at once. It's all right. She isn't angry with me." The girl hesitated. "She look mighty white an' sick, suh. She never say a word. Jes' go right up stairs, she did. Ah follers, 'ca'se Ah was skeert about de way she look. She shutten de do' an' drop de bolt, yas, suh, dat's what she do. Lordy, Ah wonder why her ma don't come home an' look after "
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