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Whereupon Happy Jack straightened and eyed him meditatively and finally growled, "Aw gwan; I betche you put her up to it, yuh darned chump." After that Weary galloped ahead and overtook the others and told them Happy Jack was thinking and mustn't be disturbed, and that he thought it would not be fatal to anyone, though it was kinda hard on Happy.
"Aw, gwan! yer a cheeky kid anyway," said Sam, giving Tim a shove that nearly sent him on his head. "Hold on there, my man, you leave the boy alone," said Cameron. "What's your business in this, young feller?" "Never mind!" said Cameron. "Tim is a friend of mine and no one is going to hurt him. Run along, Tim, and get your horses." "Friend o' Tim's, eh!" said Haley, in half drunken good nature.
She told me, private, that she wished yuh wasn't so bashful." "Aw, gwan!" adjured Happy Jack again, because that was his only form of repartee. "If I had a girl like Annie " "Aw, I never said I had a girl!" "It wouldn't take me more than two minutes to convince her I wasn't as scared as I looked. You can gamble I'd go through with that living picture, and I'd sure kiss " "Aw, gwan!
"Go tell him yuh don't feel hard towards him. We want some supper." "Aw, gwan. I ain't forgive him, and I never will. Big Medicine stepped into the breach. With his face contorted into a grin to crimple one's spine, with a voice to make one's knees buckle, he went up to Happy Jack and thrust that horrible grin into Happy's very face.
W'en you does dat, ef you ain't got yo' han's on a new-made nigger, den my name ain't Remus, an' ef dat name's bin changed I ain't seen her abbertized." A CHARLESTON negro who was in Atlanta on the Fourth of July made a mistake. He saw Uncle Remus edging his way through the crowd, and thought he knew him. "Howdy, Daddy Ben?" the stranger exclaimed. "I tink I nubber see you no mo'. Wey you gwan?
"Dry up!" irritatedly snapped a Canadian. "Aw, cut it out, you ," groaned another. "Shut up," added McGarver, the straw-boss. "Both of you." Raging: "Gwan to bed, Pete, or I'll beat your block clean off. I mean it, see? Hear me?" Yes, Pete heard him. Doubtless the first officer on the bridge heard, too, and perhaps the inhabitants of Newfoundland.
"Aw, gwan, Applehead," Happy Jack urged facetiously, sure that Applehead had tried to scare him with tales of Indians whose pastoral pursuits proclaimed aloud their purity of souls. "Gwan! You ain't afraid of a couple of squaws, are yuh? Go on and talk to the ladies. Mebby yuh might win a wife if yuh just had a little nerve!" Applehead turned and glowered.
"Holding a funeral." "Gwan! Yip! Gwan with you!" urged the lieutenant, trying to squeeze more speed out of the lathered mules. Captain Booth sat on the cracker-box, watching through the pucker-hole. Had the Indians given up? "Cap! Quick! Here! Right off to the left!" That was the lieutenant.
Then there was more talk in Spanish and Bucephalus put his hands over his ears and whistled. "Mah wo'd! Ah done hear disreputable language in mah days, but nothin' to compaiah with that!" he declared emphatically. "It ain't respectable. Ef Ah meet de fellah wha' talk lak dat Ah's gwan to tell him wha' Ah done thought ob him."
"But Mawse Chawlie, you' undress' he, he!" She was really abashed and half frightened. "I know that; and you have got to help me put my clothes on." "You gwan kill yo'se'f, Mawse Chawlie," she said, handling a garment. "Hold your black tongue." She dressed him hastily, and he went down the stairs of his lodging-house and out into the street. Clemence went in search of her master.
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