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"Oh, well, I thought I knew ye," he answers, not the least disconcerted. "How do you do? and how's your folks? All well, I hope. I took this 'ere paper, you see, to help a poor furriner, who couldn't make himself understood any more than a wild goose. I thought I 'd just start him for'ard a little. It seemed a marcy to do it." Well and shiftily answered, thou ragged Proteus.

Well, I says to my horse, 'Gee-ho! says I. Not knowing my true chrisom name, the stranger takes up my words an' fits 'em to me. 'Gee-ho! says I; 'Gee-ho! says he; only bein' a kind o' furriner he turns it into 'Jehu'; an' the name fits me uncommon. Hee hee!" "I may be wrong," said Bulger, "but 'tis my belief 'Hee haw! would fit you a big sight better. But hark! en't them the bells a-ringin'?"

But 'twas only to get Jim's cottage for that strong-will'd supplantin' furriner because Ruby said 'twas low manners for bride an' groom to go to church from the same house. So no sooner was the Lewarnes out than he was in, like shufflin' cards, wi' his marriage garment an' his brush an' comb in a hand-bag. Tresidder sent down a mattress for en, an' he slept there last night."

He tol' so many lies that the Lawd jes to make things even sorter fixed Abe, I reckon, so he couldn't lie on more'n one side o' the river at a time. Ole Tom jes knowed t'other furriner had tol' this un 'bout Abe, an, shore 'nough, the feller says, sorter soft, says he: "Aw, you air the feller whut foun' the ore?" Ole Tom makin' like he was Abe, mind ye jes whispers: "Thar hain't none thar."

His father, Johnny's father, was son to Freeborn Scraper, the Deacon's twin brother. Twins they was, though no more alike than pork and peas. Them two, and Zenoby, the sister, who married off with a furriner and was never heerd of again; but she ain't in the story, though some say she was her father's favourite, and that Dym gave her no peace, after Freeborn left, till he got rid of her.

To be sure, the fastnesses of the border Cumberlands were new to him; but his vanity was hurt by the realization that he had tramped for nearly an hour through serried ranks of ancient trees and crowding thickets of laurel and rhododendron which seemed to take a personal delight in impeding the progress of a "furriner" and over craggy rocks, only to find, at the end of that time, that he was entering one end of a short ravine from the other end of which he had started with the vague purpose of seeking the path by which he had climbed from the valley village.

'I think not. 'Wal, I guess he didn't; anyhow, he give me a sort of inquirin' look an' started off ahead of me. An' who d'ye s'pose he was? I shook my head, anxious only that she should get on with the story. 'Wal, as sure as my name's Hanner Camp, 'twas that feller 't changed the money fer Camp; the furriner one that I see in that Cayrow house; the one with the hands! 'But you said

Some feller finds a streak o' ore on ole Tom Perkins' land, an' racks his jinny down to town, an' tells a furriner thar, an' Tom comes might' nigh sellin' the land fer nothin'. Now Tom raised Abe, but, jes the same, the feller was Abe. "One night somebody guides the revenoos in on Hell fer Sartain, an' they cuts up four stills. Hit was Abe.

There were many country fellows with their maids in the crowd, that turned their heads at this address; and as usual the women began. "Tis Joan o' the Tor!" "Joan's picked up wi' a sweetheart tee-hee! an' us reckoned her'd forsworn mankind!" "Who is he?" "Some furriner, sure: that likes garlic." "He's bought her no ribbons yet."

Gilfil looked like a 'furriner, wi' such eyes, you can't think, an' a voice as went through you when she sung at church. The one exception was Mrs. Patten, whose strong memory and taste for personal narrative made her a great source of oral tradition in Shepperton. Mr. Hackit, who had not come into the parish until ten years after Mrs. Gilfil's death, would often put old questions to Mrs.

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