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Updated: June 18, 2025
Ef my eye ain't 'ceive me, dish yer's Brer Rabbit, en Brer Tarrypin, en ole Unk' Tommy Mud-Turkle, sez Brer B'ar, sezee. "'De same, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, 'en yer we is 'joyin' de day dat passes des lak dey wa'n't no hard times. "'Well, well, well! sez ole Brer B'ar, sezee, 'a-slippin' en a-slidin' en makin' free! En w'at de matter wid Brer Rabbit dat he ain't j'inin' in? sezee.
Bill's sire a savage who's 'way up in the picture kyards, an' who's called 'Crooked Claw' because of his left hand bein' put out of line with a Ute arrow through it long ago gives his consent to Bill j'inin' that sem'nary. Crooked Claw can't he'p himse'f; he's powerless; the Great Father in Washin'ton is backin' the play of the philanthrofists.
The old man bade him good-night, but still Archie B. lingered, hesitated, hung around the gate. "Won't you come in, Archie B.?" "No-o thank you, Bishop, but I'd I'd like to, really tho', jes' to git a little spirt'ul g'idance" a phrase he had heard his father use so often. "Why, what's the matter, Archie B.?" Archie B. rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I'm I'm thinkin' of j'inin' the church, Bishop."
Young feller," he went on, speaking to Tom, "I like the way you acted under fire. Thar was a time when I believed that a feller with store clothes on was easy skeered, and I laughed when I seed 'em j'inin' the army 'lowed they would w'ar out in a day or two; but they outmarched us fellers that follered the plow an' when the time come they tuck their red medicine an' never whimpered.
He got so worked up over her not strikin' that a-way one day thet he stiffened out in a spell, then an' there. You say they ain't apt to be fatal, doctor them spells! Well but you ain't never saw him in one yet. They're reg'lar death-spells, doctor. Tell you the truth, they was the 'casion of us j'inin' the church, them spells was.
"'Maybe it's old silver plate from some o' them old West Indian grandees, says another. "'Wal, whatever it is, says Mother Hokum, 'I want to be into it, says she. "'Wal, Sam, won't you jine? says they. "'Wal, boys, says I, 'I kind o' don't feel jest like j'inin'. I sort o' ain't clear about the rights on't: seems to me it's mighty nigh like goin' to the Devil for money.
Reckon I'm too old to play the smuggler's game. And I've got a hankerin' for respectability want the firm to stand well with the new settlers. Legitimate business from now on. That's our motto, boys." "What church you been j'inin', C.N.?" "Well, maybe it'll come to that too. Think I'd make a good deacon?" the merchant asked amiably, untwining his legs and rising to stretch.
Corporal Prag improved the occasion as he unlaced his boots. "Bloomin' biby! Afraid o' the dark! See wot boozin' brings yer to. Look at yer! An' look at me. Non-c'misshn'd orficer in free an' a 'arf years from j'inin'. Never tasted alc'ol in me life, an' if any man offud me a glarse, d'ye know what I'd dew?" "No, Corporal, I'd like to hear," replied Dam.
Just because I walked through it ringin' a bell an' cryin', like any respectable constable would have done if I'd been one, and this 'most makes me feel I am, just cryin': 'Child lost! Boy lost! Girl lost! and a couple the neighborin' men j'inin' in the search, with our lanterns lit, sence we didn't know what sort of a hole or ditch you might fell into "
"But," expostulated Shorty, "if you only go along with me you're actin' a lie. If you go out o' camp with mo you'll pretend to bo desertin' and j'inin' in with 'em. Seems to me that's jest as bad as tellin' a lie straight out." "Well," said the immovable Si, "I draw the line there. I'll go along with you, and they kin think what they like.
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