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"I've brought a good hawss I've gentled for yu', and Taylor'll keep him till I need him." "Thank you so much! but I wish " "I reckon yu' can't stop me lendin' Taylor a hawss. And you cert'nly'll get sick schoolteachin' if yu' don't keep outdoors some. Good-by till that next time." "Yes; there's always a next time," she answered, as lightly as she could. "There always will be. Don't yu' know that?"
"They are only lendin' ye the money, and ye kin pay them back when ye git well and write that book of yours." "How lovely that will be!" and Whyn clasped her hands before her in delight, something like her old manner. "It will take some time, though. But I shall do it, and the first money I get shall go to the scouts."
Then kem up ter Gran'dad Kettison's whenst it is cleverly dark an' tap on the glass winder not on the batten shutter. An' I'll hev cartridges an' powder an' ball for ye' an' some victuals ready, too." But the fugitive, despite his straits, demurred. "I don't want ter git old man Kettison into trouble for lendin' ter me." "'T ain't his'n. 'T is my dad's old buckshot ca'tridges an' powder an' ball.
He had seen Louise again Louise, leaning forward, staring at him incredulously. Wouldn't the Rose Girl be surprised? She was. "I can't say that I quite understand " began Stone. "Why, it's the man who borrowed my pony!" exclaimed Louise. "Correct, Miss. I I come to thank you for lendin' me the cayuse that time." Walter Stone simply had to laugh. "Come up and rest after your trip up the cañon.
'Young Soapy, o' the Centre Section, 'im that was struck off the strength at Wipers later through stoppin' a Coal-Box, tried to come the artful, an' 'ad the front to 'alt the Division padre one day an' ask 'im if 'e'd any spares o' pocket Testaments in store, makin' out 'e'd lost 'is through lendin' it to 'is Number One, who had gone "Missin'." Soapy made out 'e couldn't sleep in 'is bed at night which wasn't sayin' much, seein' we mostly slep' in our seats or saddles them nights becos 'e hadn't read a chapter o' the Testament first.
"No at least not with her lips." "Come, boy, you're humbuggin' your old father. Her tongue couldn't well do it without the lips lendin' a hand." "Well then with neither," returned the son. "She spoke with her eyes not intentionally, of course, for the eyes, unlike the lips, refuse to be under control." "Hm! I see reef-point-patterin' poetics again! An' what did she say with her eyes!"
'A summons if he willn'd pay for what he gets. 'Nay, the Bible does not say so. 'Ne'er mind th' Bible it's what aw say. After another painful pause, Mrs. Fletcher continued: 'Eh, Mr. Penrose, I do wish aar Moses 'ud find summat else to do nor lendin' brass and collectin' debts. We haven't a friend i' th' world naa, and we used never bein' baat.
Show me a bank that's quit lendin' money and I'll show you a bank that's due to bust, muy pronto! I got quite a wad in the Merchants and Miners, he says, 'and you alarm me. I'll give you a check for it, and you go there first off to-morrow and see if they'll lend you what you need. You got good security.
"Tom was good to me, when he had it;" he says, with an air of sympathy. "And here goes for lendin' a hand to a shipmate in distress." He takes one arm and the jailer the other, and together they support the inebriate to his cell. "Set me down for a steady boarder, and have done with it," the forlorn man mutters, as they lay him gently upon the hard cot. "Down for steady board, jailer that's it."
"I wuz thinkin' haow yer'd be lendin' me a hand," Uncle Jeb ventured. "I'm going back to work," Tom said; "I had my vacation." "'Tain't exactly much of a vacation." "I feel better," Tom said. Uncle Jeb understood Tom pretty well, and he did not try to argue with him. "Be kinder lonesome back home in Bridgebory, huh? With all the boys up here?" he ventured.
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