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Ee looks inside, an' the w'y ee cleared them parcels aht was a sight well, yer can see fer yerself wort it's like. The other 'orses were thet mad they kicks theirselves free. Ee goes froo the parcels cool as a cowcumber until ee routs aht the registered parcels. Ee puts them in 'is car. 'Tar, tar! ee says, wiving 'is 'and, an' orf ee goes jest abaht five minutes afore you gents comed along."
"But I wish I could see right froo my own tummy," he confided, sighing, to the First Lieutenant. The First Lieutenant, however, was rather distrait; he glanced constantly upwards at the bellying awning overhead and then walked to the gangway to look out upon the tumbling grey sea and lowering sky.
"Yes, sah. We ken go all froo de swamp in a boat." "Then I'm afraid it is not the place I mean, for we found as much land as water." "Dey ain't no odder swamp neah heah, sah." "Well, we'll try my route first. If that misleads us, we shall try the boat. Can you find it?" "Suah." "Where is it?" "Ober neah the blockhouse. De sogers done tuk it to fish." "Ah, yes, the blockhouse!
Nevertheless, the Colonel returned to his private room, and it was nearly twilight when the faithful Jim entered, to find him sitting meditatively before his desk. "'Fo' God! Kernel, I hope dey ain't nuffin de matter, but you's lookin' mighty solemn! I ain't seen you look dat way, Kernel, since de day pooh Massa Stryker was fetched home shot froo de head."
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.
"A flash ob lightenin' what cl'ar par'lyzed me an' helt ma feet fast to de floo'! Den, befo' I could get 'em loosen' dat hant jist lif' his hoof yas ma'am, dat was a hoof, not no man's foot an' I 'clar cross ma heart he done hist me froo dat do' an' cl'ar down dem stairs. He want no man. He de debbil hissef. No siree, yo' ain' gettin' me back up dem stairs twell some white folks gwine fust.
Yas, Lawd, an' 'member dat Gen'l Grant an' Gen'l Burnside, an' Gen'l Meade's is all right here a-watch-in' ye! An' member dat I'se er watchin' ye. I'se er sargint in dis here comp'ny. Any you tries ter be a skulker, you'se gwine ter git a beyonet run clean froo ye yas, Lawd! You hear me!" He had scarcely finished his harangue when a smothering peal of thunder shook the world.
"Cunning as ever, you see," whispered the admiring Horace to cousin Susy, who replied, rather indifferently, "No cunninger than our Prudy used to be." Flyaway made quick work of drinking her white tea, and when she came to the last few drops she swung her cup round and round, saying, "Didn't you know, Hollis, that's the way gampa does, when he gets most froo, to make it sweet?"
"Massa Tom gonna look about six scrillion miles froo space," confided Eradicate Sampson to Koku. The old Negro leaned heavily upon the massive arm of his huge companion. "He see wonderful things!" "He sure make big medicine!" declared the giant, for once agreeing with his old rival. He had only the vaguest idea about what his master was attempting.
"An' dar's good ole Aun' Patty, who knows more Scripter' dan ennybuddy h'yar, havin' been teached by de little gals from Kunnel Jasper's an' by dere mudders afore 'em. I reckin she know' de hull Bible straight froo, from de Garden of Eden to de New Jerus'lum. An' dar are udders h'yar who knows de Scripters, some one part an' some anudder.
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