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Benjamin Wright, as he saw him to the door, swore again at some misdemeanor on the part of Simmons, but was not rebuked. The old minister climbed into his buggy, and told Goliath to "g'long." As he passed the Stuffed Animal House, he peered through the little dusty window of the hood; but David was not in sight. "I think," said Dr.
In the distance we could hear him approaching as usual, the passionless monotone of his voice growing ever nearer and more distinct, as he flapped methodically first one rein, then the other, over the unhurried action of his horse, sagely admonishing him to "G'long! ye old fool! Git up! ye old skate!"
Among the patients who were amusing themselves in the great hall, he saw an old gentleman with a long white beard, who was sitting astride of a chair, spurring its legs with his heels, holding both ends of his handkerchief which he had knotted around the back, and crying 'Get up, get up! G'long boy, steady! with the utmost animation. 'You seem to be having a fine ride, sir, said my friend.
"Lute Parsons was telling me she came in on th' noon train yesterday. She brought a trunk with her, and her check was from Boston." "Well, I want to know!" murmured Mrs. Daggett. "Boston's where she came from, ain't it? It'll be real pleasant for her to have somebody from Boston right in the house.... G'long, Dolly!" "I don't know why you should be so sure of that, Abby," sniffed Miss Daggett.
By and by, growing a little curious about the nature of the place to which he had ordered this man to drive him, he leaned forward a little and asked the broad-faced Irishman, who was lilting a merry tune to himself as they jaunted along. "What sort of a place is this we are driving to, Pat." "Och, faith yer honor, mebbe 'tis dhrivin' to the divil we are, for all Pat knows. G'long there, Sally."
I says, ''Dosia, ye an' me hev got the rest o' our lives ter do our courtin' in, but this 'lection hev got ter be tended ter now, kase ef Wat ain't 'lected it'll set him back all his life. Some folks 'low ez 't ain't perlite an' respec'ful, nohow, fur pore folks like we-uns ter run fur office, like ez ef we war good ez anybody. An' 'Dosia she jes' hustled me out'n the house. 'G'long! G'long!
"That's a safe guess," said Arthur; "and you still have the choice of his being a Sicilian, a Venetian, or a Neapolitan." "Unless," said the old lady cautiously, "he comes of the same stock as Our Lord Himself." "Which would make him a Jew," Arthur smoothly remarked. "God forgive ye, Artie! G'long wid ye! If Our Lord was a Jew he was the first an' last an' on'y wan of his kind."
"That is right, my good fellow," said Mr. Greeley. "I'll give you ten dollars when we get to Placerville. Now we are going!" They were indeed, and at a terrible speed. Crack, crack! went the whip, and again "that voice" split the air, "Get up! Hi-yi! G'long! Yip-yip." And on they tore over stones and ruts, up hill and down, at a rate of speed never before achieved by stage horses. Mr.
David bore it politely, but he looked over her head at Mr. Pryor. "Mister, Alice is nineteen." "What?" Mr. Pryor said, his heavy-lidded eyes opening with a blue gleam; then he laughed. "Oh yes, I'd forgotten our sum in arithmetic; yes, Alice is nineteen." "Well," Dr. Lavendar said, "g'long, Goliath!" and the buggy went tugging on up the hill.
"'Cause I seen 'em when dey done it." "Y-y-you have de face to stan' da an' tell me dat you seen 'em a-troublin' dat chile an' you not lif' a han' to help him?" "How I gwine help him? G'long, you don't know what you talkin' 'bout." "Whar'bouts did dey come across him?" Mammy inquired. "Right down yonder at de mill," Jim answered, nodding his head in the direction.
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