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"Not that that's anything for or against," declared Gaffer Lezzard. "Power of hand's nought against brain." "It gaws a tidy long way 'pon Dartymoor, however," declared Bonus. "An' Blanchard doan't set no 'mazin' store on Hicks neither, if it comes to words. I heard un say awnly t'other forenoon that the man was a weak saplin', allus grumblin', an' might be better for a gude hiding."
But my bwoy 's brawk his neck by a cruel death, an' I must wear the blue cotton." "No, no, mother." "Ess. Not that it looks so hard as it did. This makes it easy " and she put her hand on her son's forehead and left it there a moment. Presently she continued: "I axed Clem to turn the bee-butts at my sister's passing Mrs. Lezzard. But he wouldn't; an' now they'll be turned for him.
Lezzard makes sundry bitter statements which I think none will blame me for not repeating, though all may see them here who desire so to do; she then constitutes Mr. Clement Hicks, her nephew, sole residuary legatee. There is no condition, no codicil; but I have regretfully to add that Mr.
Blee, that before the younger veteran she had almost feared for her life, and been driven to accept him out of sheer terror at his importunity. But when facts came to her ears afterwards, she found that Mr. Lezzard was in reality all he had declared himself to be, and therefore returned to him, threw over Mr.
The lusty treble of the youngsters soon drowned the notes of their grandfathers; for the boys took their measure at a pace beyond the power of Gaffer Lezzard and his generation, and sang with heart and voice to keep themselves warm. The song has variants, but this was their version
He was supported by his married daughter and his grandson. They sought and found a very prominent position under the lectern, and it was immediately apparent that no mere conventional attendance for the purpose of praising their Maker had drawn Mr. Lezzard and his relations. Indeed he had long been of the Baptist party, though it derived but little lustre from him.
I went down on my knees to the bitch I wish I hadn't; I'll be sorry for that to my dying day. I kissed her, tu, s' elp me, I did. You mightn't think it, but I did a faace like a frost-bitten beetroot, as 't is!" "Doan't 'e, please, say such horrible things. You must be wise about it. You see, they say Mr. Lezzard has more money than you. At least, so Mrs. Coomstock told her nephew, Clement Hicks.
My gran'son's carrying of it; but I holds the powder-flask an' caps, so no ruin be threatened to none." Mr. Lezzard wore a black smock-frock, across the breast of which extended delicate and skilful needlework. His head was hidden under an old chimney-pot hat with a pea-cock's feather in it, and, against the cold, he had tied a tremendous woollen muffler round his neck and about his ears.
I knaw the value of gude rich soil tu well; an' a man as grudges the rames of hisself to the airth that's kept un threescore years an' ten's a carmudgeonly cuss, surely." Rames = skeleton; remains. "An' so say I; theer's true wisdom in it," declared Mr. Chapple, while the miller nodded. "Theer be," concluded Gaffer Lezzard.
If any of you know cause, or just impediment, why these two persons should not be joined together in holy matrimony, ye are to declare it. This is for the first time of asking." There was a momentary pause. Then, nudged by his daughter, who had grown very pale, Gaffer Lezzard rose. His head shook and he presented the appearance of a man upon the verge of palsy.
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