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Why, I've exhibited out in California right under the nose of the highest kind of mountains; but gimme the little scenery every time." "I'm a lump that's what I am. Nine months of laying. I'm a lump on a woman, too." "Why, Jas, Teenie's proud to have you on on her. 'Ain't we got plans for each other after you get well? Why, half the time I'm just in heaven over that.
Besides, on principle I don't like to have anything to do with lawyers a cantankerous, spiteful set of fellows. And this Guy Darrell! Why, General Jas., I have seen the man. He cross-examined me once when I was a witness on a case of fraud, and turned me inside out with as much ease as if I had been an old pincushion stuffed with bran.
By Ex-Fire-Chief Warden. 509 The Boy Mutineers; or, Slavery or Death. By Capt. Thos. H. Wilson. 510 Always Ready; or, The Best Engineer on the Road. By Jas. C. Merritt. 511 Branded a Deserter; or, Boy Rivals in Love and War. By Gen'l Jas. A. Gordon. 512 A Scout at 16; or, A Boy's Wild Life on the Frontier. By An Old Scout. 513 Diamond Dave, the Waif; or, The Search for the Great Blue Stone.
The girl's face had no humor; the same square brows, apart and clearly marked, gave it a strong, serious cast, and while she had the Lewallen fire, she favored her mother enough, so the neighbors said, "to have a mighty mild, takin' way about her ef she wanted." "You're right, Jas," the old mountaineer said; "the hoss air a sin 'n' temptation. Hit do me good ever' time I look at him.
"I reckon he'd jes as lieve have me ride him as you, Jas," she said. "Me 'n' him have got to be great friends. Ye orter n't to be so stingy." "Well, he ain't no hoss to be left out'n the bresh now, 'n' I hain't goin' to 'low it." Old Jasper had lounged out of the kitchen door, and stood with his huge bulk against a shrinking pillar of the porch. The two men were much alike.
I hain't hyeh fer long, but I hain't goin' to leave as long as ole Jas is hyeh, 'n' I want ye all to know it. Ole Jas hev got to go fust. You hear me, Rome? I'm a-talkin' to you; I'm a-talkin' to you. Hit's yo' time now!" The frenzied chant raised Rome from his chair. Rufe himself took up the spirit of it, and his voice was above all caution. "Yes, Rome! They killed him, boy.
Many cases of gross abuse, and several of actual murder occurred; and in 1885 the case of Mr. Jas. Donaldson, then residing on a farm in Lydenburg lately one of the Reform prisoners was mentioned in the House of Commons, and became the subject of a demand by the Imperial Government for reparation and punishment.
Port Louis, near L'Orient, has afforded them this timely shelter, but not till they had a severe drubbing. You will show the contents of this letter to Mr. Le Mesurier, as I have scarcely one moment to spare. Adieu! Remember me most kindly to my sister; and believe me truly, my dear Richard, Yours affectionately, JAS. SAUMAREZ. You will oblige Lady S. by inclosing this, after perusal, to her.
Ogden, or both, in my way to New-York, in a few days; but I think Mr. Ogden, the executor, if it will suit, had better come here and settle it. I mention him because I suppose he is the proper person to discharge me, and give me a power of attorney. I am, reverend sir, With esteem, yours, The Rev. JAS. CALDWELL, Elizabethtown A relative of President Witherspoon. Uncle to Colonel Aaron Burr.
Jas' let the pot swing back over the fire, moving toward Boyd to lean over and stare at the boy's flushed face. "Might be so," Jas' remarked. "Two horses, two men. Neither one much to bother about." "Better be so!" The big man held Drew tight to the wall and cuffed him with his other hand. Dazedly, his head ringing, Drew slipped to the floor as the other released him.
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