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Updated: May 23, 2025
He saide we did, and I am so glad for I luv him the best in the wurld, him and God in Heaven. It was an orful excedent, and Margot says we were nerely orfans, and me and Nobbles dremes of it nerely every night, so Nobbles is a herro, wich True says is anybuddy who saves life, and I helped him to do it. Plese rite to me soon. Your luving little BOBBY.
"Bless me," said Pete, dropping his pen, and rubbing his hands in ravishing contemplation of his own fiction; "the next thing we hear she'll be riding in her carriage and' pair." He was sobbing a little, for all that, in a low, smothered way, but he could not deny himself one word more "luv to all enquirin frens and bess respecs to the Dempster if im not forgot at him."
He had a neffu in de wholesale grocy bisness in Paducah. My Old Boss carrid me to his neffu and lef me thar. Dat wuz de las time I eva saw my good Ole Boss caus he went on to Missouri. My Old Boss wuz sho good to me, white man. I sho do luv im yet.
'And dun yo' mean to say that yo' love me as mich naa, mother, as when aw wor a little un? asked the girl, her steely eyes moistening, and the firm line of her drawn mouth tremulous with rising emotion. 'Yi, lass, and a thaasand times more. Thaa wants more luv' naa nor then doesn't ta? And hoo's a poor mother as connot give more when more's wanted.
"Hoity-toity, why not?" "Keep at heyame after nightfall, and don't ye be walking by yersel' by daylight or any light lang lonesome ways, till after ye're baptised," said Mall Carke. "I'm like to be married first." "Tak care that marriage won't hang i' the bell-ropes," said Mother Carke. "Leave me alane for that. The young lord said he was maist daft wi' luv o' me.
'Luv' us! said Ike, 'ain't it been taught its schoolin' just! 'Restore me to my young acolytes and escape unscathed. Retain me and 'They must ha' got all this up, case the Polly got pinched, said Ike. 'Lor' lumme, the artfulness of them young uns! 'I say, slosh 'em in the geseech and get clear off with the swag's wot I say, urged Herbert. 'Right O, said Isaac.
"If I show you a show, you won't tell?" he said suddenly. "No." "Wish yer-ma-die?" "Ess." "Got any penny?" "No." "Got any slate pencil?" "No." "Ain't got any pins nor nuthin'? You kin go in for a pin." But Florry had none of childhood's fluctuating currency with her, having, so to speak, no pockets. "Well," said Johnny, brightening up, "ye kin go in for luv."
Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam.
"Man, we luv ye," one said, and the other laid a hand on his breast and nodded assent, adding, "Ay, we luv ye." That was all; but greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friend and for his enemies, maybe.
I'm koorius about this, bekaise I've got a receipt for that same that's infallerable, as his Riverence says. Tell him, with my luv, to mix a spoonful o' pepper, an' two o' salt, an' wan o' mustard, an' a glass o' whisky in a taycup, with a sprinklin' o' ginger; fill it up with goat's milk, or ass's, av ye can't git goat's; hait it in a pan, an' drink it as hot as he can hotter, if possible.
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