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Updated: June 26, 2025
I might have known there was no place on top of this footstool where E. G. W. Scraggs could rest his weary feet without some female happenin' in the same spot at the same time. I should have took William's advice, but it was now too late. "We stood around kinder awk'ard, with her brushin' snow from herself, till I says, 'Well, good-evenin', ma'am.
They stopped talking when they saw the strangers enter, and gazed at them curiously. Then a tall man, with a military cut of beard, pushed his way forward. "Good-evenin', Sisto' Wilboo, I'm right glad to see you." "I am glad to see you, Brother Barker." "I must apologize fo' not coming myself." "This is Mr. Talcott," Ida interrupted, introducing Bradley. "Glad to meet you, Brotho' Talcott.
Ain't two to one good enough?" jeered Houck angrily. "Not good enough right now. Maybe some other time, Mr. Houck," Dud replied, his temper unruffled. "You want it to be twelve to one, like it was last time, eh?" "Harshaw will be lookin' for us, so we'll be sayin' good-evenin'," the rider for the Slash Lazy D said quietly. He turned his horse to go, as did his companion.
And I'm really not much of a letter-writer. But we'll see 'ow things go on. Good-evenin'." The talk had lasted but five minutes, and every piece of furniture in the room, the chairs, the table, the carpet, the pictures, seemed to have upon it some new stain of disfigurement. Even the windows were dimmed. Brandon sat staring in front of him. The door opened again and his wife came in.
"I might think poorlier of you than I've a right to if I did. When a rose is held lower in the scale of natur' than a turnip, or the mastership in music is gi'en in again the fiddle in favor o' the hurdy-gurdy, I'll begin to think as you and me is better specimens of natur's handiwork than this here gracious bit o' sweetness as is coming towards us at this minute. Good-evenin', Mr. Eld.
Wetherley, trying to regulate his hands, said, hastily, "Yes, quite on the gridiron very!" and rapidly moved off it by moving on. "Good evenin', Mrs. Newt," said a voice in another part of the room. "Good-evenin', marm. I sez to ma, Now ma, sez I, you'd better go to Mrs. Kingfisher's ball. Law, pa, sez she, I reckon 'twill be so werry hot to Mrs. Kingfisher's that I'd better stay to home, sez she.
Eagerly the girl dropped her knitting and hastened to reconnoitre, curious herself. "It's Zeke White," she replied, returning to her work. "I knowed Mandy Calline was spectin' him," muttered Ann Elisabeth, under her breath. Father Tyler arose and sauntered to the door, calling out: "You Jeff, ef ye don't stop that barkin' Come here this minit, sir! Good-evenin', Zekle; come in."
Good-evenin', Thomas, it's nice to see you back, but quite a surprise, it not bein' vacation time or nothin'. I suppose everything's goin' fine at college, ain't it?" Thomas had never loved Mrs. Elliott, and lately he had come as near hating her as he was capable of hating anybody. He longed inexpressibly to cast a withering scowl in her direction, and pass on without answering.
Siz Simpson to the lady some such passin’ civilitee as, ’Good-marnin’; plisent weather we’re havin’.’ Whereupon the lady filt a damage to her affictions an’ sued him for breach av promise." "’Twan’t that way, at all!" screamed Simpson. "’Sall a lie!" "Yu ought er said ’Good-evenin’’ to the lady, Mistu Simpson; hit make a diffunce," drawled the man from Texas, pleasantly.
He had not dared to look at his companion for verification, but smiled vaguely. "Good-evening," said Demorest pleasantly. Whiskey Dick's face brightened. "Good-evenin', good-evenin' yourselves, boys and see how you like it! Lemme interdrush my ole frien' William J. Steptoe, of Red Gulch.
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