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"An' I'll ask you, very p'inted, what you reckon you're doin' in that chair?" "Doing?" "I'll ask you, very p'inted, why you're loafin' around wastin' your master's time?" "Loafing?" cried Mr. Brimberly, very red in the face. "Loaf " "I also ask you, very p'inted, wherefore an' why you loaf, guzzlin' an' swillin' your master's good liquor?" "Guzzling!" gasped Mr. Brimberly.

I was a tellin' Miss Hetty yesterday she couldn't live here alone, noways: we couldn't any of us stand it. Come along into the dinin'-room, an' Cæsar he'll give you a glass of his blackberry wine. Cæsar won't let anybody but hisself touch the blackberry wine, an' hain't this twenty year." "Here, Cæsar! you, Cæsar! where be yer? Come right in here, you loafin' niggah."

Would you be contented to stay here for a while, my dear?" "Indeed I would!" was the emphatic reply, and then Seth added, remembering the conversation he had overheard: "That is, I would if I could; but Snip an' me have got to hunt for a chance to earn our livin', an' it won't do to think of loafin' here, even though it is such a fine place."

The Squarehead tells me his new navigatin' officer an' the new engineer has jumped their jobs. It's a dollar to a dime he asks us to come back if he sees us half way willin' to be friendly an' forget the past." "Well," the philosophical McGuffey declared. "Seein' as how we've reformed, even with money in bank, we might just as well be workin' as loafin'. There's more money in it.

Look at them deer, too, over thar, loafin' 'long through the high grass, an' not skeered o' anythin'. An' the wolves that follered us last night don't come here. Thar ain't a sign o' a wolf ever hevin' been in the valley." Henry laughed, but there was no trace of irony in the laugh. The shiftless one's vivid fancy or belief pleased him. It was possible, too, that Indians would not come there.

Folks don't seem to have much faith in young lawyers, and you can't blame 'em; old ones don't know much. All any of 'em care for is to get people into trouble so they can charge 'em fees to get 'em out of it. So I thought mebby you'd like to hear of this case so you could kind of mull it over in your mind whilst you're loafin' up here." "That was kind of you," said Toole.

I knew that he never cared nothin' about my wages, knowin' that I had saved him more the night I brought Monody back than he'd ever pay me but I didn't want to be pensioned, an' I didn't care to be looked on as the ranch watchdog. But the thing that finally came an' refused to leave was a question what right did I have to waste the best part of my life loafin' around with a child?

"Is that all the Squire said, Laban, every word?" asked Israel, and as he did so all eyes turned on Laban with a faint gleam of hope that there might yet be some crumb of comfort. Laban scratched his head. "He said suthin baout govment bein none o' our business an haow we'd a better go hum an not be loafin roun'."

We'll give you the sweepin's of the corps, and you can see what you can make of 'em." "All right," said Cottar. "It's better fun than loafin' about cantonments." "Rummy thing," said the adjutant, after Cottar had returned to his wilderness with twenty other devils worse than the first.

Horatio, he's more like his father. He's only 15 and ought to be in school, but it seems he spends most of his time loafin' at home. They're a folksy fam'ly, I judge; the kind that can sit around and chat about nothing at all for hours at a time. Why, even the short while I was there, discoverin' how near they was to bein' put out on the street, they seemed to be havin' a whale of a time.

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