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Updated: June 17, 2025
"Faith?" fairly yelled the voice from the bridge. "Tell 'im the man's lyin' 'ere outside o' three pints o' neat Irish tell 'im she's been chasin' 'er own tail for this two three hours tell 'im the sound o' breakers is distinkly audibble on the lee bow tell 'im oh, for Gawd's sake tell 'im anythink so's it'll fetch 'im up!"
Why, only the other day he said good morning' to me, and I almost think I'm talking to him now! Gawd's truth, we're only blown-up bladders strutting around, we're less than flies, for they have some good in them, but we're only bubbles. And supposing he had not kept to such a low diet!
She stands it as long as she can, then cries out, "For Gawd's sake, talk!" One secret of the attraction for the young of the city over the country or small town is contact with those who talk. They are conscious of the exercise of a freedom they have never known the freedom to say what rises to the lips. They experience the unknown joy of play of mind.
"So then I thinks," said Mister, the professional quaver returning to his voice, "it's no better'n thievin' for to take off an innercent like him, and thinks I, I'll git the lot of 'em, and give him like a surprise. 'S a Gawd's truth, gents, like I'm tellin' yer. Nothin' at all wore but mebbe that there derby, like I up and tole yer...." His word had never been doubted: this passed invention.
"Lordy, chile, dey's thousan's, an' thousan's er Yankees des over dat little hill dar dey'll kill every one er you all!" "I reckon not, Mammy," Ned called, hurrying on. She ran after him, still crying: "For Gawd's sake, come back here, honey dey kill ye sho!"
The ole house is hanted shore 'nuff; and I can't stay there. Lem'me tell you, Lord! Mars Alfred, don't laugh! It's the Gawd's truth, ole Marster's sperrit is fighting up yonder in his room with the man what killed him. I seen him, in the broad daylight, and I have cum for you and Mars Lennox to git there, jest as quick as you kin, so you kin see it fur yourselves.
Footsteps approached, running heavily, the door was pushed open violently, and Marvel, weeping and dishevelled, his hat gone, the neck of his coat torn open, rushed in, made a convulsive turn, and attempted to shut the door. It was held half open by a strap. "Coming!" he bawled, his voice shrieking with terror. "He's coming. The 'Visible Man! After me! For Gawd's sake! 'Elp! 'Elp! 'Elp!"
I puts mah faith en trust in Gawd's han's; en treats mah nabers right; en lives honest. I 'longs ter de Christian Chuch, but don't wan'ter be called a "Campbellite." "De songs I members ez: Am I a Soldier ob de Cross. Am I Bawn ter Die? 'Tis 'Ligion Dat Can Gib." INTERVIEW NAISY REECE 710 Overton St. Nashville, Tennessee "I wuz bawn in slavery, in Williamson County, guess I'se 'bout 80 y'ars ole.
"All right, fire away," he burst out at last, "but first tell me, for Gawd's sake, how'd you do it?" "What?" queried Pan, looking round from his survey of the farm land. "Mother! She's well. She wasn't well at all," exclaimed the older man, breathing hard. "An' that girl! Did you ever see such eyes?" "Reckon I never did," replied Pan, with joyous bluntness. "This mornin' I left Lucy crushed.
The woman entered into a confused explanation, which Mavis cut short by saying: "I've heard about your tricks. If I have any more bother from you, I shall go straight from here to the police station." "Gawd's truth! Why did I ever take you in?" grumbled Mrs Gowler as she waddled downstairs. "I might 'ave known you was a cat by the colour of your 'air."
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