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The Stamp Act, against which our noble forefathers rebelled, was a light measure of oppression to that contemplated by these worse than fanatics." "There's no telling what they will do. Well, they're going to turn him out, if ever they get the upper hand in Bolton county." "If? That word involves a great deal, Harry!" said Lyman. "We mus'n't let them get the upper hand.
"That ere young man wants to ride the new horse, and it is jist the one he mus'n't ride." "I will speak to Cousin Bill myself," she said. "He seems a sperrited young feller, and if he wants to break his neck it's most a pity he shouldn't." "I think," she said when Jesse had retired, "that Charles must be saving up that beast to kill himself with. He will not pull a chaise yet."
Yer reads raal pooty, honey; but ye mus'n't neglect duty for de books, 'caus ef ye do, ye isn't worthy of de prevelege." So Tidy had to forego her hymns till the children were put to bed. After this, in the long winter evenings, in Mammy Grace's snug cabin, what harvests of enjoyment were gathered from that precious book.
"Paul must be quite good and quiet," repeated the mother admonishingly. "Mus'n't Paul 'peak?" asked the child, feeling for Pelle's face. "Yes, to-night Paul can do just as he likes," replied Pelle. Then the youngster chattered on and kicked out at the darkness with his little legs. "Now you can come!" cried Marie, and she opened the door leading to the gangway.
There was a brass nameplate at one side of the closed front doors. Cork drew her firmly up the steps. "Read that," said he. She looked at the name on the plate, and gave a cry between a moan and a scream. "No, no, no, Eddie! Oh, my God, no! I won't let you do that not now! Let me go! You shan't do that! You can't you mus'n't! Not after you know! No, no! Come away quick! Oh, my God!
Buggone, de Bible says dat dem dat doesn't wuck mus'n't eat, an' I'se gwine ter stick ter de Bible troo tick an' tin. You'se able to wuck as I be, an' you'se 'lowance now 'pends on you'se wuck." We have already seen that Uncle Sheba was one of those philosophers who always submit to the inevitable.
"Nonsense," said Burrell. "I know you too well for that." "You know me for good man, eh? An' you know I ain' try for bre'k up oder fellers' biznesse, never! Wal, I'm come to you now lak' wan good man to 'noder biccause I'm got bad trouble on de min', an' you mus'n't get sore." "There's no danger, Poleon. Let's have it. If there is anything I can do, you may count on me."
I was comfortably settled and hard at work on my article by noon. At four I went to meet Uncle Eb. Hope was still sick in bed and we came away in a frame of mind that could hardly have been more miserable. I tried to induce him to stay a night with me in my new quarters. 'I mus'n't, he said cheerfully. 'Fore long I'm comin' down ag'in but I can't fool 'round no longer now.
Scudder came in to tell us that the company were all together; and then they took hold of arms, and they had a little time practising how they must stand, and Cerinthy Ann's beau would always get her on the wrong side, 'cause he's rather bashful, and don't know very well what he's about; and Cerinthy Ann declared she was afraid that she should laugh out in prayer-time, 'cause she always did laugh when she knew she mus'n't.
"Wal, boys," said Sam confidentially, "what'll ye have?" "Tell us 'Come down, come down!" we both shouted with one voice. This was, in our mind, an "A No. 1" among Sam's stories. "Ye mus'n't be frightened now," said Sam paternally. "Oh, no! we ar'n't frightened ever," said we both in one breath. "Not when ye go down the cellar arler cider?" said Sam with severe scrutiny.
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