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"I ain't a-tellin' 'ee no more than I've a-heerd, and what's the truth. Her name's all over the place," he went on, forgetful of the recent outburst and warming with his narration. "Her's a reg'lar bad wan; her's a-carr'ed on with a sodger-chap so well as with Jerrem; her's a " "By the living Lord, if you speak another word I'll be your death!" exclaimed Adam.
I stayed with her for more than a month, during which time every post brought me a line from Gertrude, and bore back a message from 'my heart to her's' in return. This was no mean consolation, more especially when each letter spoke of increasing health and strength.
These different and almost irreconcileable effects, flow uniformly from the wise and wonderful mechanism of nature, of which, be her's the honour. All that we can do, is to turn and work the machine to the improvement and better manufactory of the arts and sciences.
I reckon the crittur has a liking for you already; for I never did see any body so beg, and plead, and take on for mortal feller. Marry her's the tarms; and, I reckon, you'll allow, they're easy ones?" "My good friend, you are surely jesting!" said the Virginian. "I will do for her whatever you can wish, or demand.
Her tears flowed long, falling on her boy's cold, but still beautiful features; she wiped them away herself, and with an humble phrase of resignation, in the words of Scripture, expressed the thought that ere long she should be laid by his side. Her's was not the bitter, living grief of Patsey; she felt that she was near the grave herself.
Gladys pressed his hands, assured him by a glance true as oaths, and looked at Netta. The hint was taken. In a moment Netta's were the thin hands that Owen clasped, her's the face into which he gazed. 'Owen, she said earnestly, 'if I go away, will you take my child, as if she were your own? Will you love her, and bring her up? 'You are not going away, Netta!
She says bein' resigned is all right 'f you c'n be alone 'n' sit down in peace, but she'd like to know how any one c'd resign themselves to a husband 'n' twelve childern all freshly stepped on. I told her's the new baby hadn't been touched, but she seemed beyond payin' attention to trifles like tellin' the truth. "Young Dr. Brown 's awful anxious for some fresh cotton 'n' old Dr.
'She had a great command of the stage, and I have often wondered that she would bury her favorite hero in a novel, when she might have revived him in the scene. She thought either, that no actor could represent him, or she could not bear him represented; and I believe the last, when I remember what I have heard from a friend of her's, that she always told a story more feelingly than she writ.
There now! he spoke, as if suddenly becoming conscious of a recently-made discovery. 'Why, she runned wild about here, as I does, for a time; was abused and knocked about by everybody. 'Well, he says, 'that woman ain't dead, for I've called up in my mind the whole graveyard of names, and her's is not among them.
"So you walked out from Mouzle to see the last of Joe's ship?" he asked, quite seriously and with no light note in his voice. "From Newlyn. I ed'n a Mouzle maid," she answered. "Is the 'Anna' coming home again soon?" "No, sir. Her's bound for the Gulf of Californy, round t'other side the world, Joe sez. He reckons to be back agin' come winter." "That's a long time." "Iss, 'tis."
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