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They bore with one another pretty fair, and though you couldn't say it was a homely pattern of home, and struck shivers into most folk as saw it, it suited them. She never put no poison in Rupert's tea, and he never cut her throat nor nothing like that. One child they had and no more; and he'll get his grandfather's little lot when I don't want it, and John'll get mine.
'E'll just borrer the hand-barrer from the livery in the mews, sir, and wheel it round 'isself, in 'arf an hour, and make nothink of it. Just you give me the ticket, and set you right down there, and I'll make you and the lady a cup of tea at once, and John'll bring round the luggage by the time you've got your things off. Ernest looked at Edie, and Edie looked at Ernest.
"I don't lay no great belief that John'll get home from court," said Jacob Dyer. "They say that court's goin' to set till Christmas maybe; there's an awful string o' cases on the docket. Oh, 't was you told me, wa'n't it?
And finally he says to the captain "Sing the 'Missouri Harmony." "I will," says the captain, "if John'll play the tune." So John played it and the captain sang. I forgot to say that I can't remember nothin', or commit anything to memory. But I never see such a boy as Mitch. He could learn anything, and that's how I happen to write these songs down here.
She could no longer stand the suspense, she must go to him, in case he needed her. "'Fore de Lawd!" exclaimed Uncle Jimpson when her intention was made known to him. "I dunno what ole John'll think of us, takin' him to de station a day lak dis! 'Sides de noon train's done went." "Then we'll have to drive to town. Hitch up as quickly as you can!" "But, Miss Lady, Honey, you fergit de sleet!
Maybe John'll get him to paint our house when he's through at the Stocktons. "Talk about physical deformities! Eva Collins has got it into her head that she's too fat entirely and she's been dieting and rolling and taking all sorts of exercises religiously. Seems she got so set on being thin that she practices these exercises whenever she happens to think of it and wherever she happens to be.
I'll take your note, secured by land, for the money you need to put John through Rosemont, and you needn't pay it till you get ready. If you never get ready, I reckon John'll pay it some day."
"Well, Sir John or is it my lord?" said Brandon, interrogatively, correcting himself, and looking inquiringly at Potts. "Sir John'll do," said Potts. "Well, Sir John. Being in England on business, I came to ask you a few questions about a matter of some importance to us." "Proceed, Sir!" said Potts, with great dignity.
"Goodness, Uncle Remus! I thought the Wolf let the Rabbit alone, after he tried to fool him about the Fox being dead." "Better lemme tell dish yer my way. Bimeby hit'll be yo' bed time, en Miss Sally'll be a hollerin' atter you, en you'll be a whimplin' roun', en den Mars John'll fetch up de re'r wid dat ar strop w'at I made fer im."
Yet the "Tigers" purposed to make the place the talk of the juvenile population and they turned to their captain for advice. "Oh, fix 'er up someway," said that gentleman vaguely. John glared at him in futile anger. "Get the rubbish out of the way, first," he broke out. Sid shrugged his shoulders. "John'll tell you what to do.
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