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Updated: May 14, 2025
I got shake him in his blanket. Wake moch slow. Say feel moch bad. All tam sleepy. Can't stan' up. Can't eat not'ing. So we put him in the wagon and go. "Bam-by say stop! Say can't go no furder. Wagon too moch shake. So we lay him on the ground in his blankets. We wait a while. T'ink maybe get better. Afternoon spell no better. He say no goin' get better. Say to me go get Sam.
"Ot'er white men not same lak your fat'er." Bela's face fell. "Well, what must I do?" she asked. "There is moch to be said. If you clever you mak' your white man marry you." "How?" she demanded. Musq'oosis shrugged. "I can't tell you in one word," he replied. "I can't stay with these people," she said, frowning. "All right," said Musq'oosis. "But stay in the country. This is your country.
If you’d only left it all to me——” “Left it to you! Yes, I left too moch to you! Traitor, it vas a trick to vin ze Lady Alicia for yourself! Speak to me nevermore!” And with that the infuriated nobleman rushed off to his own room.
I came for change, for variety, for amusement, for relaxation, for sport. Do you understand any of these expressions?" "Me not onderstan' moch," answered Mafuta with great simplicity of manner; "bot why you want for change? Me nivir wants no change?" "Ah, Mafuta," replied Tom with a smile, "you're a happy man?
"They seem to be having a pretty good time in there," said Fulkerson, detaching himself from his own absolute good time as well as he could. "At least Alma does," said Miss Woodburn. "Do you think she cares for him?" "Quahte as moch as he desoves." "What makes you all down on Beaton around here? He's not such a bad fellow." "We awe not all doan on him. Mrs. Leighton isn't doan on him."
Bonker, she does have me watched!" "The Baroness?" "Her mozzer." "The deuce, Baron!" The diplomatist gloomily sipped his wine. "You did hush it all up, eh?" he inquired presently. "Completely." "Zank you. I vas so afraid of some scandal!" "So were they; that's where I had 'em." "Did zey write in moch anger?" "No not very much; rather nice letters, in fact." The Baron began to cheer up. "Ach, so!
"Vilt der be a fight, dat you meet so bunctually, and wid so moch spirit?" "Fight! Lord, no; who is there to fight, I should like to know? We are pretty much all ag'in the Littlepages, and there's none of them on the ground but two or three women. I'll tell you how it's all settled. The meetin' is called on the deliberative and liberty-supportin' plan.
"Me, I theenk yoh not lov' me so moch as a pin," Ramon complained in soft reproach, down in the dry wash where Applehead had looked in vain for baling wire. "Sometimes I show yoh what is like the Spanish lov'. Like stars, like fire sometimes I seeng the jota for you that tell how moch I lov' yoh.
You are prepared for the ordeal?" "I most do my duty, Bonker." "This suggests some more inspiring vision than the gentleman in the gold frame," thought the Count acutely. Aloud he remarked "You have high ideals, Baron." "I hope so." Again the Baron was the unconscious object of a humorous, perspicacious scrutiny. "Last night I did hear zat moch was to be expected from me," he observed at length.
"Ramon loves yoh so moch," he pleaded, and smiled to himself when he saw her turn toward toward him again. The love-talk that was what a woman likes best to hear! "Yoh say yoh lov' Ramon jus' little bit!" "I not say now. When I say I be sure I say truth." "All right, then I be sad till yoh lov' me. Yoh maybe be happy, yoh know Ramon's got heavy heart for yoh."
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