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"Hold on, Will," called Peter John tremulously, beginning to cry as he spoke, "don't go backsh on a fellow now. I los' all my money. Seven dollar I put up on the team an' they jis' sold out," and Peter John's tears increased and he threatened to fall on Foster's shoulder.
"I tried," said Salters, "to git a little out'er de book wen I war in de army. On Sundays I sometimes takes a book an' tries to make out de words, but my eyes is gittin' dim an' de letters all run togedder, an' I gits sleepy, an' ef yer wants to put me to sleep jis' put a book in my han'. But wen it comes to gittin' out a stan' ob cotton, an' plantin' corn, I'se dere all de time.
You're all th' same I 've seen fellows with flivvers loaded down till th' springs was flat, look up at them hills an' figure t' get over an' back in time for supper. So go on only jis' remember this: once you get outside of Dominion an' start up th' grade, there ain't no way stations, an' there ain't no telephones, ner diner service, ner somebody t' bring y' th' evenin' paper.
An' when she war done she jis' set down and sniffled an' cried, an' I war so glad I didn't know what to do. But I had to hole in. An' I made out I war orful sorry.
A stone might have sympathised with her maidenly distress, but that wicked Victoria burst into absolute shrieks of laughter. "Oh, oh, oh! yer ole fool!" she cried, between her shouts of merriment. "Yer too ole for new fashions telled yer so!" Clorinda's outraged modesty was forgotten in the fury which Victoria's lack of sympathy caused. "Jis let me git up!" cried she.
Jump up and crack yo' heels! Dat's de good ole Cairo at las', I jis knows it!" I says: "I'll take the canoe and go and see, Jim. It mightn't be, you know."
Please to don't tell nobody 'bout it sah, er ole Mars Silas he'll scole me; 'kase he say dey AIN'T no witches. I jis' wish to goodness he was heah now DEN what would he say! I jis' bet he couldn' fine no way to git aroun' it DIS time.
W'at I got do wid Mawse Frowenfel'? I goes on de off side o' sich folks folks w'at cann' 'have deyself no bette'n dat he, he, he! At de same time I did happen, jis chancin' by accident, to see 'im." "How is he?" Dr. Keene made plain by his manner that any sensational account would receive his instantaneous contempt, and she answered within bounds.
The school's opponents had expressed little impatience at the State Superintendent's weary delay, but at length Catou asked, "Why dat man don't nevva come!" "The wherefore of his non-coming I ignore," said Bonaventure, with a look of old pain in his young face; "but I am ready, let him come or let him come not." "'Tain't no use wait no longer," said Catou; "jis well have yo' lil show widout him."
And now, Mas'r George, I knows you'll jis sit down and write to my old man, and tell him all about it, won't ye?" "To be sure," said George; "Uncle Tom'll be right glad to hear from us. I'll go right in the house, for paper and ink; and then, you know, Aunt Chloe, I can tell about the new colts and all."
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