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If it was a bee, we should find some of his companions roaming about among the blossoms of the helianthus. "In a short time Harry was heard crying out, `A bee! a bee! and almost at the same instant Frank shouted, `Another! `Hya hya! cried Cudjo, `yar's de oder one see 'im! biz-z-z. Gollies! how he am loaded with de wax!
His bat-like ears had infused nothing of the vampire into his character. No the very type of jollity and fun was the broad black face of "Scipio Besancon," for such was the cognomen of my visitor. Scipio opened the dialogue: "Gollies, young mass'r! Ole Zip 'joiced to see um well 'gain daat he be." "Scipio is it?" "Ye', mass'r daat same ole nigger. Doctor told um to nuss de white genl'um.
I had been too much occupied with the general movement of the bay, to notice one small craft; but, this vessel happening to tack quite near us, I could not but turn my eyes in her direction. At that instant I heard a shout from Neb, who was furling one of the royals. It was one of those irrepressible "nigger gollies" that often escaped from the fellow involuntarily.
She's all well and ready to leave, but the poor thing hasn't any place to go to, it seems. She's bluer than all git out, too. Jiminy, but I feel sorry for her," said Jiminy Gordon. "Well, then, by gollies! we'll see if we can't make her happy on Christmas Eve at least. We'll have her all bundled up and bring her down here.
"`Neber mind, said Cudjo, `so much de better two bee-tree better than one. "Cudjo marked the direction which the latter had taken, precisely as he had done with the other. "Without changing the log a third bee was caught and `put through. This one took a new route, different from either of his predecessors. "`Gollies! Massa! cried Cudjo, `dis valley am full ob honey.
"I seed the buzzarts still flyin' about, an' fresh ones a-comin'. I tuk a idee that I mout git my claws upon some o' 'em. So I lay down clost up agin the calf, an' played 'possum. "I wa'n't long that a way when the birds begun to light on the sandbar, an' a big cock kim floppin' up to the karkidge. Afore he kud flop up agin, I grupped him by the legs." "Hooraw! well done, by gollies!"
They carry faggots. They are rekindling the fires! Our men talk in whispers, as we lie straining our eyes to catch every movement. "It's plain they intend to make a stay of it." "Ay! we're in for it, that's sartin! Wagh! I wonder how long thar a-goin' to squat hyar, any how." "Three days at the least: may be four or five." "Great gollies! we'll be froze in half the time."
Always before I meet my leetle girl I shav'. But when I say good-bye and go to war by gollies! de army make me for do it every day. My officier, he say, "What for you no shav' dis morning?" "Sair," I say, "I no kees de Boche I keel him." He say noding to dat excep', "Look at you. I shav' every day. Do you preten' I doan' fight?" "Well," I say, "if de cap feets you, smoke it."
He was just closing it after the carriage. "Oh!" thought I, "I may as well be sure as to whom I am galloping after." With this idea I inclined my horse's head a little, and drew up in front of Scipio. "Gollies! how young mass'r ride! Ef he don't do daat business jes up to de hub! Daat 'im do. Wugh!" Without taking notice of his complimentary speech, I inquired hastily if Mademoiselle was at home.
It was not made to be debased by association with this caterwauling wood and wire, this sounding board for barbershop chords, this accomplice of sick lovers leaning on village fences. Then there came a voice: "By gollies, brother, you're getting it! I actually believe you're getting it, brother. We'll have a swell meeting to-night." I went down the steps into the Salvation Army man's dugout.
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