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Pomper's voice in my left ear: "I asked you, Josiah Allen's wife," sez he, "to listen to me, for I felt that you wuz the most proper person for me to state my feelings to. Since you and your party have entered this house," sez he, "I have had a great conflict goin' on between my mind and my heart." "Ah indeed! have you?" sez I, liftin' my nose at a angle of from forty to fifty degrees.
Mamma says he's pale SOME because Miss Pratt's goin' away, but she thinks it's a good deal more because, well, if he would wear those evening clo'es just to go CALLIN', how would it be to go to that PARTY an' not have any! That's what mamma thinks an', Genesis, you promised you'd never tell as long as you live!" "Yes'm. I ain' tellin'," Genesis chuckled.
But anon the man got to goin' faster and faster and Josiah's liniment underwent a change and he hollered out to me, for the noise wuz so loud and skairful he had to yell: "Samantha, I don't believe it is right for members of the meetin' house to be goin' at such a gait."
"The proportion's six and one-half to a company. He 'll pass for the half man. But it won't do to let him know it. He thinks he's as big as any man in the rijimint. But how're we goin' to fix it not to let the other boys know that we've picked 'em out?" "I'll tell you what we'll do," said Shorty, the man of many wiles. "When the boys are drawed up in line and Capt.
What are you doing here?" he exclaimed. "Why er I'm sort of lookin' for work." "You work!" exclaimed Sid. "Well, I heard you was goin' to take a trip across country, and I thought maybe you'd take me along. You and me's pals, ain't we?" "Hush!" exclaimed Sid, as if afraid of someone hearing the man's words. "Don't you know better than to follow me?"
Slick commenced talking upon a topic, which naturally led to that to which Mr. Hopewell had wished me to direct his attention. "Well, Squire," said he, "I am glad too, you are a goin' to England along with me: we will take a rise out of John Bull, won't we? We've hit Blue-nose and Brother Jonathan both pretty considerable tarnation hard, and John has split his sides with larfter.
"If I can only get t' my mother's, I won't care for nothin' after that. My heart goes out t' Mrs. Crane. Think of all that good money goin' t' them Swedes! You just better pocket your loss an' get away while you can." "You're goin' too, then, Farnshaw?" the new neighbour asked. All eyes turned upon Mr. Farnshaw, who had not as yet expressed himself on either side.
"They've stopped," whispered the Ring Tailed Panther, joyously. "After all they're not goin' to run away an' they will give us a fight. They are expectin' reinforcements of course, or they wouldn't make a stand." "But we must see what kind of a position they have taken up," said Obed.
Did you notice when she wuz goin' on perfectly beautiful, about the waveless sea of married life did you notice how it took the school house down? And I wuz perfectly mortified to see you didn't weep or even clap your hands." "Wall," sez I, firmly, "when I weep or when I clap, I weep and clap on the side of truth. And I can't see things as she duz.
"I guess there's plenty would be mighty glad to git you. Anyhow, there's there's one that that I cal'late the fog's thick as ever, don't you?" But Miss Patience didn't mean to give up in this way. "What was it you was goin' to say?" she asked, by way of giving the bashful one another chance. "I was goin' to say, Pashy, that that I asked if you thought the fog was as thick as ever." "Oh, dear me!
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