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Updated: June 8, 2025
An' i' furren parts, what wi' earthquakes an' wolcanies an' lions an' tigers, an' savages as eats their wisiters, an' chimley-pots blowin' about, an' ships goin' down, an' fathers o' families choked an' drownded an' burnt i' coal-pits by the hundred, it do seem to me that if his jinerin' hadn't been tip-top, it would ha' been but like the rest on it. There, grannie!
"Oh, yes, Miss Baker is there. She doesn't go to any furren parts, master George." "And and " "Yes, she's in the house, too poor creature poor creature!" "Then how am I to go there?" said George, speaking rather to himself than to Mr. Pritchett. "What! you wouldn't stay away from him now because of that? You ought to go to him, master George, though there were ten Lady Harcourts there or twenty."
"Coffin! coffin!" bellowed Braddock angrily between thunder blows. "What do you mean by calling this case a coffin?" "Well, it do hold one of them camphorated corps, sir," said Mrs. Bolton with another curtsey. "My boy Sid told me as much, afore he went to them furren parts." "Have you seen him since he returned?" questioned Lucy, while Braddock and Cockatoo strained at the lid, now nearly off.
Go off to one o' them bu'ful foreign countries as I've told you of, where there's gold and silver and dymons, and birds jus' like 'em; and wild beasts to kill, and snakes as long as the main mast. Ah! I've seen some sights in furren abroad, as what I've told you about's like nothing to 'em. Look here, Mas' Don, shall I stop on for an hour and tell you what I've seen in South America?"
I say it's just furren countries pieces she's got outer story books, an' yarns she's heard the fishermen tell that's what's she's hankerin' for, Mr. McFarlane. So ye see, as I say, we're all 'baout the same, that way." "When I first seen her," began the Man tentatively, "I could ha' sworn that See here, now! Ain't thar still the leavin's of a redskin outfit up this way?"
"Looks as if he ought to be good to eat, sir." "It's a beauty," cried Carey, excitedly. "I dunno," said Bostock, stolidly, as he rebaited the hook. "Nonsense; look at the silver and pearl and steel-blue on its sides." "Ah, but some of these furren fish are poisonous, sir." "I was thinking about its beauty," said Carey, impatiently. "Was you, sir? I was thinking about the frying-pan.
'But do ye know that I'm a missionary, an' do ye know what it means to be away from hum seven years, away in a furren land? "'Yes, sez I. 'It means a holiday of a hull year at the end, with yer salary goin' on, an' yer travellin' expenses paid. D'ye think, Mr. Dale, that the parson here ever gits sich a holiday? Y'bet yer life he doesn't.
"But I cannot see the child die before my eyes, Josiah, and feel that I might have saved him, and yet am I to part with the pardner of my youth and middle age? Am I to leave you, Josiah?" "I know not!" sez he wildly, "only I know that I don't set my foot on any ship, or any furren shore agin. When I sung 'hum agin from a furren shore' I meant hum agin for good and all, and here I stay."
"Oh, master George! you shouldn't be going to them furren parts indeed you shouldn't; and he in such a state." "Is he worse than when I last saw him, Mr. Pritchett?" "Gentlemen at his time of life don't get much better, master George nor yet at mine. It's half a million of money; half a million of money! But it's no use talking to you, sir it never was."
Did I ever tell 'ee, bor, about t' new squoire o' these parts him wot cum hum yesterday from furren lands? Gaffer Henry wor a-telling me. Thee didst tell 'un, lad, sartain sure thee didst. And Gaffer Henry, he didst tell 'un too. But tell 'un again. It du me good to hear 'un, zo it du. Zure-lie. Jarge. A rackun it be a main queer tale, queerer nor any them writing chaps tell about.
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