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I might 'ave stayed there till I died, an' then you'd have been hung." "What are, you jawing about?" retorted Sam. "How could I know you was comin'?" "You know'd it well enough," returned the old lady. "You'll bring your mother's gray hairs with sorrer to the grave." "She ain't got any gray hairs," said Sam doggedly. "Well, she will have some, ef she lives long enough.
"Know'd an' studied it," exclaimed Martha with more than her wonted vigour, "ay, an' if you'd said you'd a'most broke your old mother's heart with it, you'd 'ave said no more than the truth, Tommy. It's a wonder as that rock hasn't brought me to a prematoor grave.
'Ay, ay, sir, says I. Now you see, Mr Simple, twenty-six sail against fifteen were great odds upon paper; but we didn't think so, because we know'd the difference between the two fleets.
"Are you hungry?" "Jist!" says Jo. "What's gone of your father and your mother, eh?" Jo stops in the middle of a bite and looks petrified. For this orphan charge of the Christian saint whose shrine was at Tooting has patted him on the shoulder, and it is the first time in his life that any decent hand has been so laid upon him. "I never know'd nothink about 'em," says Jo.
'I do consider the young 'ooman, Sir, said Sam. 'I have considered the young 'ooman. I've spoke to her. I've told her how I'm sitivated; she's ready to vait till I'm ready, and I believe she vill. If she don't, she's not the young 'ooman I take her for, and I give her up vith readiness. You've know'd me afore, Sir. My mind's made up, and nothin' can ever alter it.
"Some of these same red-skins," remarked the guide, "are not such bad sort o' women, for all their ill looks. I've know'd more than one that was a first-rate wife an' a good mother, though it's true they had little edication beyond that o' the woods." "No doubt of it," replied Harry, laughing gaily. "How shall I keep the canoe's head, Jacques?"
By the way, Fred, p'r'aps they may be able to give you some noos here, if you ax 'em, about your friend Jack Molloy. He was a Blue Light, wasn't he?" "Not w'en I know'd 'im, but he was a fuss-rate seaman an' a good friend, though he was fond of his glass, like yourself, Sam."
"Yes, I know'd him; he was a great man." "You are a Democrat?" "I wuz, but ain't now," pensively. "Why ar'n't you?" "Well, you see, I wuz allus a rock-ribbed Jacksonian fr'm a boy; seed the ole gen'ral onc't, an' I voted for Douglas an' Seymore.
"There's a good deal of iniquity that never comes to light. I once know'd a woman that killed her husband with the tongs, and nobody ever surmised it; though everybody thought it strange that he should disappear so suddint. Well, this woman on her death-bed owned up to the tongs in a crazy fit that she had.
He doesn't mean anything by it, for he's a good fellow at heart; and when he feels that he has hurt your feelings I daresay it will mean an apology, and perhaps something else." "Thankye, S'Richard, thankye," said the man. "I know'd you'd say something o' that sort, but don't you speak to him. It wouldn't do no good. He wouldn't 'pologise to such as me; and as to a tip not him!
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