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Updated: July 24, 2025
"Why are you not at school to-day?" "Ain' got no teacher, Mars Geo'ge. Teacher's gone!" "Gone!" exclaimed Tryon, with a sudden leap of the heart. "Gone where? What do you mean?" "Teacher got los' in de swamp, night befo' las', 'cause Plato wa'n't dere ter show her de way out'n de woods. Elder Johnson foun' 'er wid dawgs and tawches, an' fotch her home an' put her ter bed. No school yistiddy.
"Wal, dey manage to fotch Berry inter it widout sending him a letter all to hissef, alter all," said that worthy, when Eliab, with pale lips, but a firm voice, had finished reading the paper. "Ben done 'spectin' dat, all de time sence I come h'yer, Cousin Nimbus.
Eve'ything all right ef you got patience, an' ef you got sense, an' ef you got haht enough. Sperrit an' sense go far, but the haht gwine carry you froo. Now I said my say" her tone mellowed into unctuous kindness "what you want, Missy? Som'n Aun' Dolcey c'n fotch you? Temme what it is, f'r I got to be up an' erbout my wuk.
De sarpint he done fotch mudder Ebe seben apples, an' ebery one she take a bite out of gib her a debbil." As might have been expected, this sermon produced a great sensation, and made a deep impression on the congregation.
"How'd she make out ter fotch the little tur-r-keys up hyar, when they war hatched? They'd fall off'n the bluff." "A tur-r-key what hev stole her nest away from the folks air fool enough fur ennything," Nicholas declared. Perhaps he did not really expect to find the missing fowl in such an out-of-the-way place as this, but being an adventurous fellow, the sight of the crag was a temptation.
But then he bethowt him o' t' squirrel, an' t' squirrel were ower mich for him. So he said to Melsh Dick that he'd gan wi' him an' fotch t' squirrel, but he munnot stop lang, or fowks would consate that he'd lossen his way i' t' wood an' would coom seekin' him.
"Gorramighty! don't mass'r know? Why, de young lady you fotch from de boat, when twar all ober a blaze. Lor! what a swum you make half cross de riber! Wugh!" "And am I in her house?" "Ob sartin, mass'r daat ar in de summer-house for de big house am on oder side ob de garden all de same, mass'r." "And how did I get here?" "Golly! don't mass'r 'member how?
Den he go fotch her two udder kin' ob apples, one yaller wid red stripes, an' de udder one red on one side an' green on de udder, mighty good lookin' apples, too de kin' you git two dollars a bar'l fur at the store. But Ebe, she wouldn't hab neider ob 'em, an' when she done took one bite out ob each one, she frew it away.
See here, I'll carry him awhoam for ye, and ye mun jest fotch him a glass o' whisky, and in a two three minutes he'll be as merry as a layrock." Margaret looked doubtfully at him. "Do ye raly think it 'ud do the poor thing good?" she asked dolefully. "I'm sure on't," returned Ted, firmly pinioning the gander's struggling legs, and setting off at a brisk pace towards Margaret's cottage.
"'Where war Jerry? Ole Mas' let down de rope an' say right loud: 'Ketch holt, Jerry my boy! But Jerry couldn't ketch holt, chillen. Jerry war dead." "Oh mammy!" "Yes, chillun, yes. Dey rub him an' rub him, an' do everything to fotch him to life. But, my Jerry war dead.
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