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D'ye remember, ragamuffin, the time when I saw thee, from the Hague, riding the beasts, as if the devil spurred them, along the dykes of Leyden, without remorse as without leave?" "I alway b'rieve some make-mischief tell Masser dat time;" returned the negro sulkily, though not without doubt. "His own eyes were the tell-tales. If masters had no eyes, a pretty world would the negroes make of it!
"I think, Jaap, it will be necessary for you to keep you eyes open, and by no means to fall into the hands of your friend Muss, as you call him, or he may serve you even worse than he served poor Pete. I hope, too, this will be warning to you, of the necessity of treating your prisoners kindly, should you ever make another." "I don't t'ink, Masser Corny, you consider pretty much, sah.
I pointed to this arrangement, and demanded of the old white-headed house-servant, who was in-waiting, what it meant. "Miss Lucy, sah she say she mean to breakfast wid Masser Mile, dis mornin', sah." Even the accents of this negro were solemn and sad as he made this familiar explanation, like those of a man who was conscious of having reached an hour and an occasion that called for peculiar awe.
She asked me, wistfully: "Masser, how fur to de nawf?" "A long way," said I, "perhaps two hundred miles." "Lawd!" she said, buoyantly "is dat all? Why, Jeems, couldn't we foot it, honey?" "You a most guv out before, ole 'oman," he replied; "got a good ruff over de head now. Guess de white massar won't let um starve." I tossed some coppers to the children and gave each a sandwich.
"Yes, sah, he dat, no one can deny. Ah! Masser Mile, em 'ere step-husband, after all, nebber jest like a body own husband! Cupid berry honest, and berry sober; but he only step-husband; and dat I tell him twenty time already, I do t'ink, if trut' was said." "Perhaps you have now said it often enough twenty times are quite sufficient to tell a man such a fact."
"His Honour will give 'em masser Harry." "Your master Harry has it of his own, lad; he has no need of money." "A S'ip no need 'em eider."
One is strongly led to believe that this is the origin of our cant word boozing-ken, imported from the East by the gipsies some four or five centuries ago. A grateful and luxurious operation in the warm climate of India, more especially after the fatigue of travelling. Shampooing is a word of uncertain etymology; the French have a better term, masser.
"I hope you been werry well, sah, Masser Mile," said Chloe, who had some extra refinement, as the growth of her position. "Perfectly, my good girl, and I am glad to see you looking so well you really are growing handsome, Chloe." "Oh! Masser Mile -you so droll! now you stay home, sah, long time?" "I am afraid not, Chloe, but one never knows. Where shall I find my sister?"
But no sooner did the wandering instrument fall on the distant object, than he dropped it again, and fastened his look, in a sort of stupid admiration, on Wilder. "Did you see the sail?" demanded the Rover. "Masser can see him wid he naked eye." "Ay, but what make you of him by the aid of the glass?" "He'm ship, sir." "True. On what course?" "He got he starboard tacks aboard, sir." "Still true.
"Well, Miss Beuly do a pretty well" observed the elder, "but, den he all'e better, if he no get 'Merican 'mission. What you call raal colonel, eh? Have 'e paper from 'e king like Masser Bob, and wear a rigimental like a head of a turkey cock, so! Dat bein' an up and down officer." "P'rhaps Miss Beuly bring a colonel round, and take off a blue coat, and put on a scarlet," answered the younger.
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