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Updated: June 15, 2025


W'en he got ter de do', he lit en hitch' de mule, en den knock' at de do'. He felt mighty jubous 'bout gwine in, but he was bleedst ter do it; he knowed he could n' he'p 'isse'f. "'Pull de string, sez a weak voice, en w'en Pete lif de latch en went in, de cunjuh man was layin' on de bed, lookin' pale en weak, lack he did n' hab much longer fer ter lib. "'Is you fotch' de mule? sezee.

He would like to be king by divine right without any responsibilities. His one thought now was to escape until the storm blew over and his wife's tolerant good-nature resumed its wonted sway. Shuffling cautiously around to the door he remarked meekly as he held it ajar, "I reckon I'll drap in at de prar-meetin', fer I tole brudder Simpkins I'd gib dem a lif' dis ebenin'."

But to his surprise it was a large map that Karl had been studying, and, to his still greater surprise, a map of the consul's own district. "You seem to be fond of map-studying," said the consul pleasantly. "You are not thinking of emigrating again?" "Ach, no!" said Karl simply; "it is my cousine vot haf lif near here. I find her."

Dis a fine coontree, Canada, for peoples get strong an' hoongree an' work 'ard an' sleep good." "It's a perfectly beautiful and wonderful country," cried the girl, enthusiastically. "I I wish I could always live here." "You one so prettee gal," commented the good woman. "Some day you fin' one good 'usban' an' marry an' h'always lif in dis coontree. Den you is happy and strong.

He called to two of these, and said, in a tone of almost pitiful despair: "Take dot man home. I not know who he vas. I not know vere he lif. Somebotty fin' oud. Look his pockets insite. Ask der boleecemans. Do any dings, but take him avay. He haf no soul, no mind, no heart, no noddings!"

"Bien, m'sieu, mebbe she not very clear jus' now; but w'en I pass from de Mad Wolf's Hill, w'en de storm she lif' a leetle, I see two men an' dog-train on de lac below de islan's," replied the half-breed fort-hunter, who had returned from a caribou cache, and whose duty it was to keep the fort supplied with meat.

ELISHyah!" he sings out, rocking of his body in a kind of tune, "reveal yo'se'f, reveal yo'se'f an' he'p me NOW! Lawd Gawd ELISHyah, beckon fo' a CHA'iot, yo' cha'iot of FIAH! Lif' me, lif' me lif' me away f'um hyah in er cha'iot o' FIAH!"

I say, Rosalie, what a rumpus there will be at the theatre! But it is not possible " "Our benefactor must not live in a garret " "Pshaw! for die few tays dat I haf to lif it ees fery komfortable," said Schmucke. "Goot-pye; I am going to der zemetery, to see vat dey haf don mit Bons, und to order som flowers for his grafe." Mme. Camusot de Marville was consumed by the liveliest apprehensions.

'Well, you see, Mis' Martin, you has one chance to mah two. 'I don't see it, Martin said. 'Mis' Martin, it's dis way. You has jis' de chance, lak you say, to become worms foh de fruitification of de cabbage garden. But I's got de chance to lif' mah voice to de glory of de Lawd as I go paddin' dem golden streets along 'ith de chance to be jis' worms along 'ith you, Mis' Martin."

"Oh, well, school-children you know how they are. "Dat's w'at make I say w'at I duz. Dey better be home pickin' up chips. W'at a nigger gwineter larn outen books? I kin take a bar'l stave an' fling mo' sense inter a nigger in one minnit dan all de schoolhouses betwixt dis en de State er Midgigin. Don't talk, honey! Wid one bar'l stave I kin fa'rly lif' de vail er ignunce."

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