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Updated: June 25, 2025
Araminta Lee is lay-ing in bed like a la-dy, while her poor old aunt works her fingers to the bone, to pay for doc-tor's bills and nursin'. Four dollars and a half," she chanted, mournfully, "and no-body to pay it but a poor old aunt who has to work her fin-gers to the bone. Four dollars and a half, four dollars and a half almost five dollars.
Coffee gets cold more quickly when the coffee-pot is not bright." This set Franklin to thinking. He thought that a black or dull thing would cool more quickly than a white or bright one. That made him think that a black thing would take in heat more quickly than a white one. He wanted to find out if this were true or not. There was no-body who knew, so there was no-body to ask.
If you tied a handkerchief over Waitstill's eyes she could find her way blindfold to Ivory Boynton's house, but she's good as gold, Waitstill is; she'll stay where her duty calls her, every time! If any misfortune or scandal should come near them two girls, the Deacon will have no-body but himself to thank for it, that's one sure thing!" "Young folks can't be young but once," sighed Mrs. Day.
"No-body wants me anywhere," he said. The heart in old Jim was breaking. He crooned a hundred tender declarations of his foster-parenthood, of his care, of his wish to be a comfort and a "pard." But something of the fever now had come between the tiny ears and any voice of tenderness. "Bruv-ver Jim; Bruv-ver Jim," the little fellow called, time and time again.
And no pen and ink will be allowed you as here; where they are of opinion you make no good use of it: nor would it be allowed here, only as they intend so soon to send you away to your uncle's. No-body will be permitted to see you, or to correspond with you. What farther will be done, I can't say; and, if I could, it may not be proper.
W'y" he rose and bent to look behind Simmons's head "s' 'elp me, I b'lieve she cuts yer 'air! Well, I'm dammed! Jes' wot she would do, too." He inspected the blushing Simmons from divers points of vantage. Then he lifted a leg of the trousers hanging behind the door. "I'd bet a trifle," he said, "she made these 'ere trucks. No-body else 'ud do 'em like that.
"Bah!" returned the Laureate lightly. "Who and what was Nir-jalis? A hewer of stone images a no-body! he will not be missed! Besides, he is only one of many who have perished thus." "Only one of many!" ejaculated Theos with a shudder of aversion.. "And yet, . . O thou most reckless and misguided soul! ... thou dost love this wanton murderess!"
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