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The doctor shook his head one night when he come to see the Old Man; we knew what that meant. I went out-doors, I couldn't stand it in the room there, with the Old Man seein' 'nd talkin' about things that the fever made him see.
Havin' lived next door to the Hobart place f'r goin' on thirty years, I calc'late that I know jest about ez much about the case ez anybody else now on airth, exceptin' perhaps it's ol' Jedge Baker, and he's so plaguy old 'nd so powerful feeble that he don't know nothin'.
Folks that live in the city can't write po'try, not the real, genuine article. To write po'try, as I figure it, the heart must have somethin' to feed on; you can't get that somethin' whar there ain't trees 'nd grass 'nd birds 'nd flowers. Bill loved these things, and he fed his heart on 'em, and that's why his po'try wuz so much better than anybody else's.
"We have only about a bushel of salt, but you can have half; yes, we can spare you three-quarters of it. We only use it for specimens and there'll be enough left for us," said Ned. "That's mighty kind o' you, 'nd I won't fergit it, tho' that won't be any use t' you, bein's ye ain't likely t' see me ag'in." "Why not? You go to Myers, I suppose. We might meet you there and we'd be glad to see you."
That was her afternoon to go to the College Settlement. Jimmy, fourteen, had got a place in a store, and earned two dollars a week. "And Vicky?" asked the doctor. "Oh, Vicky," piped up the eight-year-old boy. "Vicky's up to the 'stution" the hospital was probably the institution referred to "ever so long now. I seen her there, me and Jim did. Such a bootifer place! 'Nd chicken!" he added.
Maggie wur readin' 'nd it's mighty comfortin'. It's like sipping old wine and hearin' music in thar next room same time." "Don't you mind him, Grace," said Margaret. "He is still very weak, and all that he says is not as deep as it might be." But she smiled fondly at him while she spoke. "Don't yo' b'leve her, Mrs. Sedgwick," said Jordan. "We all has weak spots in our hearts; she's mine."
Guess they be singin' a different tune, now, sinst he's been goin' round askin' for work." This is news to me, and I sit up, sharing Watty's astonishment. "Be he a-doin' thet, Hiram?" "That's what he's been a-doin'." "Funny I missed hearin' about it." "He only started this mornin'. He went to Sothern and Lee's and Leonard and Call's and Godfrey's 'nd then I guess he must 'ev quit discouraged.
"Jim and I got to the Fair, 'nd he told me to wait outside and he'd scout around and see if he couldn't find his uncle who had a show inside, 'cause Jim thought maybe his uncle could get us in for nothing and we'd have more money to spend. It was awful hot and I went over and sat under the trees across the road and watched the people come.
I looked back with horror at the vices of my youth; at the fruitless after-days when I had impiously doubted all that is most noble, all that is most consoling in human life. Consecrated by sorrow, purified by repentance, was it vain in me to hope that her spirit a nd my spirit might yet be united again? Who could tell? I rose once more.
Now, you look 'nd see if there ain't a pin stickin' into it somewhere; I 've raised 'leven children, 'nd that 's jist the way they used to cry when there wuz a pin stickin' em." He reckoned he 'd find things all right this time, 'nd he went back to his bunk feelin' toler'ble satisfied with himself.
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