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"I do indade. It's many's the tear I've shed over him and Robert Emmet." "Then ye've not forgotten?" "Forgotten what?" "All ye learned as a child and we talked of since ye grew to a girl?" "I have not. Did ye think I would?" "No, Peg, I didn't. Still, I was wondherin' " "What would I be doin' forgettin' the things ye taught me?"
The other men made no answer. "Le's see what we can do this year. I don't care if we be a poor han'ful," urged Henry Merrill. "The young folks ought to have the good of it; I'd like to have my boys see somethin' different. Le's get together what men there is. How many's left, anyhow? I know there was thirty-seven went from old Barlow, three-months' men an' all."
Sir Murtagh was a great lawyer, and looked to the great Skinflint estate; there, however, he overshot himself; for though one of the co-heiresses, he was never the better for her, for she outlived him many's the long day he could not see that to be sure when he married her. I must say for her, she made him the best of wives, being a very notable, stirring woman, and looking close to everything.
Too swell for that. But a real-thing Mejum. A big one; one of the kind it comes to, nacheral. Spirit-rappin's! Somethin' fierce! My kitchen window is on the air-shaft. So's his. Many's the time in the still evenin's I've heard the rap-rap-rappin' on his window an' on the wall, but mostly on the window. Blip! out of the dark. It'd make you just hop!
I have seen fields in Carolina where this might occur, as where a forty-five degree slope is tilled to the brink of a precipice. A woman told me: "I've hoed corn many a time on my knees yes, I have;" and another: "Many's the hill o' corn I've propped up with a rock to keep it from fallin' down-hill." Even in our new region many of the fields suffered quickly from erosion.
Another was in the niche she first cut in my heart, whose cheek and eye and pouting lip were young and lovely. Still these memories awoke out of this meeting, and, for hours, I forgot that I was wrinkled, old, and gray. I wonder how many's history I am writing now? The history of the heart, at last, is all the endearing history of waning life.
And so many's the time, Hatty, I've cried hours over Pat's letters, for reason of that. Then I can't answer them cause you know I can't write and in course I don't want to turn my heart inside out for anybody else to write it to Pat for me; and so you see, my darlin', it's a bother all round entirely," and Bridget shut to the oven door, and wiped her eyes with the corner of her check apron.
I corresponded with his father and told him how his son was getting along. I got Tom a job washing dishes in a restaurant the Bowery's main employment at $2.50 per week, and he stuck. I watched him closely. He would come to the Mission nearly every night and would stand up and testify to God's goodness. He was coming on finely. Many's the talk we would have together about home.
Many's the time you've given me gude advice, an' I've thanked 'e an' took it." Then he went for the spirits and mixed Mr. Blee a dose of more than usual strength. "You'm the most biting user of language in Chagford, when you mind to speak sour," declared Billy. "If I thought you meant all you said, I'd go an' hang myself in the barn this instant moment. But you doan't."
The boy stood up, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "Ah!" said Clare, "I don't wonder you can't polish my boots, when you don't care to polish your own!" "Please, sir," answered the boy, "it's Jim as does it! He's down wi' the measles, an' I ain't up to it." "Look here, then! I'll give you a lesson," said Clare. "Many's the boot I've blacked. Up with your foot!
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