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"Are you a minister?" asked Michael briefly. "Am I a minister?" drawled young Brooks. "M-my-m-m-mnster! Well now that get's my goat! Say, boys, he wants t' kno' 'f I'm a m-min'ster! Min-ster of what? Min-ster plen-p'ten'sherry?" "Did you ever perform a marriage?" asked Michael sharply to stop the loud guffaw that was re-echoing through the polished corridors of the apartment.

"Cr'r !" ejaculated W. Keyse, below his breath. His face was radiant as he read. Her spelling was a bit off, it was impossible to deny. But Cripps! to be called a brave man by the owner of the maddening blue eyes, and that great thick golden pigtail. The letter went on: "Dear mr. Keyse yu will be Plese to Kno Jane is Sutch a Cumfut to me in Trubel.

If the guard was of the long suffering kind he would answer: "Take yo' head back in, up dah; you kno hits agin all odahs to do dat?" Then the voice would say, aggravatingly, "Oh, well, go to you Rebel , if you can't answer a civil question." Before the speech was ended the guard's rifle would be at his shoulder and he would fire.

"Jim-jam, be jiggered!" cried Reynolds. "By ripes, I ought t' kno a jim-jam when I see one, I've met plenty. Tell yeh, I'm ez sober ez a turtle, an' I seen bin with me own naked eyes, not three yards off, jumpin' round on th' road, howlin' somthin' awful an' shakin' a bottle in the air." Peters thought it might be a bunyip. He had heard of a bunyip in Pig Creek.

This is to let you Honner kno', as how I have been emploied in a bisness I would have been excused from, if so be I could, for it is to gitt evidense from a young man, who has of late com'd out to be my cuzzen by my grandmother's side; and but lately come to live in these partes, about a very vile thing, as younge master calls it, relating to your Honner.

At first he could see nothing, but when his eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, he made out the form of his brother lying on some broken brushwood which the storm had swept into the opening. How to get down to Sam was a problem, and Tom was revolving the matter in his mind when Sam let out another cry. "Are you hurt, Sam?" "N not much, but m my wind was kno knocked out of me."

"I wa'nt sho' it was you," he said, "and I wa'nt sho' you'd kno' me if it was. In my business I have to be mighty keerful," he added with a slight laugh. He came up to the saddle-skirt and held out his hand, half hesitatingly, as he spoke. The Bishop as every one knew him glanced into the face before him and saw something which touched him quickly.

As for the paynyms, they were tofore the Incarnacyon of Cryst whiche were named, the fyrst Hector of Troye; the second Alysaunder the grete, and the thyrd Julyus Cezar, Emperour of Rome, of whome thystoryes ben wel kno and had.

Well, you kno' what I said, sah, a gentleman an' his word but but " he turned quickly on the old man excitedly, "ah, here I'll give you the thousand dollars I hedged now ... if you'll give me back my promise damned if I don't! Won't do it? No? Well, it's yo' privilege. I admire yo' charity, it's not of this world."

"If she deys in my 'ouse, good sir, w'oat then?" "You mean the expense?" "Just so it 'll be nae trifle, ye kno'!" The host shakes his head, doubtingly. Tom begs he will not be troubled about that, and gives another assurance from his purse that quite relieves the host's apprehensions. A low, heavy breathing, followed by a return of spasms, bespeaks the sinking condition of the sufferer.