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Updated: May 13, 2025

And I know'd how to write some 'fore I went. Mah'sr George teached me." "You'd better git Miss Kate to write yer letter," said Aunt Judy. "She'd spell it out a great sight better dan Gregory Montague, I reckons." "No, I don't want Miss Kate to write dis hyar letter. She does enough, let alone writin' letters fur me. Come 'long hyar, you Greg'ry.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

"You have to go fru de brush and bushes, but it's a powerful big nest, Mah'sr Harry, right in de holler ob de tree." "Are you sure it's a bees' nest?" said Harry. "How do you know?" "I knows it's a bees' nest," said Gregory, somewhat reproachfully. "Didn't I see de bees goin' in an' out fru a little hole?" "Kate," said Harry, "you hold this gun a little while.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

"H'yar's de letters and telegrums, Mah'sr Harry," said Miles, unlocking his saddle-bags and taking out a bundle of letters and some telegrams, written on the regular telegraphic blanks and tied up in a little package. As the mail was a private one, and old Miles was known to be perfectly honest, he carried the key and attended personally to the locking and unlocking of his saddle-bags.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

Some of the wood was cut and split properly, and some was not, and then the sled had to be turned around, and there was but little room to do it in, and so a good deal of time was lost. But at last the sled was loaded up, and they were nearly ready to start, when John William Webster, who had run out to the main road, set up a shout: "Oh! Mah'sr Harry! Mah'sr Tom!"

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

But I don't want no soldiers; what I want you to do is to take these horses home. 'To where? says I. 'To Akeville, says Mah'sr George.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

No one had ever before seen Miles ride so fast. A slow trot, or rather a steady waddle, was the pace that he generally preferred. "Hello, Mah'sr Harry," shouted old Miles, "de creek's up! Can't git across dar, no how?" This glorious news for the Crooked Creek Telegraph Company was, indeed, true!

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected

"All right, Mah'sr Harry," said Uncle Braddock, and after that he never came to Aunt Matilda's to meals more than five or six times a week. And now Christmas, always a great holiday with the negroes of the South, was approaching, and Harry and Kate determined to try and give Aunt Matilda extra good living during Christmas week, and to let her have company every day if she wanted it.

Frank Richard Stockton - What Might Have Been Expected