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Updated: June 29, 2025
If fair boys were 'mongst the band, How came they to be This I cannot understand, In such company? . . . . . The goddess a miscarriage had, good lack! And was delivered of an Almanac!
It is true that the annals and documents in my hands say but little of this Highland chase; but then I can find copious materials for description elsewhere. Through heather, mosse,'mong frogs, and bogs, and fogs, 'Mongst craggy cliffs and thunder-batter'd hills, Hares, hinds, bucks, roes, are chased by men and dogs, Where two hours' hunting fourscore fat deer kills.
When they'd sit down and start talkin', it would always be, 'Now you children run on out and play while we old folks sit here and talk. But from time to time, I would be sitting on the floor playing by myself and they would be talking 'mongst themselves and I would hear them say this or that. But I never heered them say what they et in slave times. Work
A braave tantara 'mongst the fam'ly, I tell 'e. Not a stiver all ate up in a 'nuity, an' her artful limb! just died on the last penny o' the quarter's payment. An' Lezzard left at the work'us door poor auld zawk! An' him fourscore an' never been eggicated an' never larned nothin'!" "To think it might have been your trouble, Blee!" "That's it, that's it! That's what I be full of!
"But with their own people they're great speech-makers." "G'wan," objected Buck Higgins. "Who ever heard of a Injun talkin' much." "Yes, siree," Bill declared. "They're great talkers 'mongst folks they knows and trusts. Why, at their pow-wows they're reg'lar orators. Ev'body knows that what's had a lot t' do with 'em, same as me.
Years before, when she was at the centre of fashion in the Court of James II., she had written in an epistle to the Countess of Thanet: Give me, O indulgent Fate, Give me yet, before I die, A sweet, but absolute retreat, 'Mongst paths so lost, and trees so high, That the world may ne'er invade, Through such windings and such shade, My unshaken liberty.
No; some er de niggers foun' her ketched on a snag along heah in de ben', en dey hid her in a crick 'mongst de willows, en dey wuz so much jawin' 'bout which un 'um she b'long to de mos' dat I come to heah 'bout it pooty soon, so I ups en settles de trouble by tellin' 'um she don't b'long to none uv um, but to you en me; en I ast 'm if dey gwyne to grab a young white genlman's propaty, en git a hid'n for it?
"Mr Obadiah P. Perks," I said. "Drop that O, stranger. Don't belong. 'Badiah P. Perks, mister." "Mr 'Badiah P. Perks," I said. "And my folks calls me Kyaptin," said the skipper. "Say, it's wonderful how much ignorance there is 'mongst you Englishers.
De hard part gwine to be to kill folks dat a body hain't been 'quainted wid and dat hain't done him no harm. Dat's it, you see. Ef we wuz to go 'mongst 'em, jist we three, en say we's hungry, en ast 'em for a bite to eat, why, maybe dey's jist like yuther people. Don't you reckon dey is? Why, DEY'D give it, I know dey would, en den " "Then what?" "Well, Mars Tom, my idea is like dis.
Her wits sharpened by fear, she grasped Beverly's instructions with astonishing avidity. "Ve'y well, yo' highness," she said with fine reverence, "Ah'll p'ocuah de bottle o' pepp'mint fo' yo' if yo' jes don' mine me pullin' an' haulin' 'mongst dese boxes. Mebbe yo' all 'druther hab de gingeh?"
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