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"Further on, it may be said that the framers of the gov'ment never intended all the patronage to go to one side. Mr. Jeff'son put that on the steelyard principle: the long beam here, the big weight of being in the minority there. Mr.
"Has yo' heard what done happen las' night, Miss Sally?" he asked excitedly. "No. What was it?" asked Sally eagerly. "Miss Bev'ly's hawse done been stole f'om de stable; saddle, bridle an' all." "Never!" cried Sally. "Yas ma'am, dey done been! Jeff'son yonder in de study a-tellin' Miss Woodhull 'bout it right dis minute," and Wesley hurried away to the dining room. "Apache stolen!
Bein' on the road's I be, I couldn't do no ways at keepin' house. I should want to keep right there and see to things." "Course you would," replied Mrs. Tobin, with a sudden inspiration of opportunity which sent a welcome glow all over her. "Course you would, Jeff'son," she leaned toward the front seat; "that is to say, onless you had jest the right one to do it for ye."
All the childun say, Howdy? the black folks all says, Howdy? an' Pete says, Howdy? an' Andy says, Howdy? an' Viny says, Howdy? an' Cinthy says, Howdy? an' Tony Tucker says, Howdy? and Brudder Thomas Jeff'son Hollan' says, Howdy? Last time I see'd Benj'man Franklins Bedfud, he says, ''Member, an' don't fawgit, the fus' time yer writes, ter tell Als'on, Howdy? "Yer 'fectionate wife, CHLOE."
"I do' know's I said, Mis' Tobin," answered the driver, with a frosty laugh. "You see them big pines, and the side of a barn just this way, with them yellow circus bills? That's my three-mile mark." "Be we got four more to make? Oh, my laws!" mourned Mrs. Tobin. "Urge the beast, can't ye, Jeff'son? I ain't used to bein' out in such bleak weather. Seems if I couldn't git my breath.
Tears welled into his eyes and he wept for awhile in silence as Hamilton looked on. "Jeff'son Edwardes's dead," he reiterated with parrot-like singleness of idea. "Mary's heart's broke.... I'm drunk." One hand waved broadly in an oratorical gesture. After a moment he added in solemn afterthought, "Father's drunk, too." Hamilton ground his teeth.
Bein' on the road's I be, I couldn't do no ways at keepin' house. I should want to keep right there and see to things." "Course you would," replied Mrs. Tobin, with a sudden inspiration of opportunity which sent a welcome glow all over her. "Course you would, Jeff'son," she leaned toward the front seat; "that is to say, onless you had jest the right one to do it for ye."
It looks like I never could leave Miss Ann long enuf to go back an' finish my confab with Mandy. An' arter a while Mandy must er got tired of waitin' fer me an' she took up with a big buck nigger from Jeff'son County an' they do say she had goin' onter twenty chilluns an' about fo' husbands." "Uncle Billy, you have certainly been faithful to Cousin Ann.
Bein' on the road's I be, I couldn't do no ways at keepin' house. I should want to keep right there and see to things." "Course you would," replied Mrs. Tobin, with a sudden inspiration of opportunity which sent a welcome glow all over her. "Course you would, Jeff'son," she leaned toward the front seat; "that is to say, onless you had jest the right one to do it for ye."
"I do' know's I said, Mis' Tobin," answered the driver, with a frosty laugh. "You see them big pines, and the side of a barn just this way, with them yellow circus bills? That's my three-mile mark." "Be we got four more to make? Oh, my laws!" mourned Mrs. Tobin. "Urge the beast, can't ye, Jeff'son? I ain't used to bein' out in such bleak weather. Seems if I couldn't git my breath.
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