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Picture not'in!" said Elmer, huskily. "The bulls got not'in' on them boys. Them guys never been mugged. Them guys is too foxy t' get mugged." "I infer that you weren't always so foxy," said Cleggett, eyeing him curiously. The remark seemed to touch a sensitive spot. Elmer flushed and shuffled from one foot to the other, hanging his head as if in embarrassment.
"Were you in this battle, Nick? How came you to learn so much about it?" "Don't want to be in it better out no scalp taken. Red-man not'in' to do, dere. How know about him? See him dat all. Got eye; why no see him, behind stone wall. Good see, behind stone wall." "Were you across the water yourself, or did you remain in Boston, and see from a distance?"
All tam moch sick in my stummick. I catch him fine black fox. Wa! I say. I rich now. "I tak' him John Gaviller. Gaviller say: 'Three hunder twenty dollar in trade. Wa! That is not'in'. I am sick to hear it. Already I owe that debt on the book. Then I am mad. Gaviller t'ink for because I poor and sick I tak' little price. I t'ink no! "So I tak' her home. The men they look at her.
What is she to you?" "She ain't not'in' to me. But I seen you plenty tams an' you ain't no good." Rouletta spoke intelligibly for the first time: "I've no place to go no place to sleep. I'm very tired." "There you've got it," the girl's self-appointed protector grinned. "Well, I happen to have room for her in my tent."
Wyandotté don't know rum, when he see him. Wyandotté beg not'in'; no, not his scalp." "All this sounds well, and I am both willing and glad, chief, to receive you in the character in which you give me to understand you have now come. A warrior of Wyandotté's high name is too proud to carry a forked tongue in his mouth, and I shall hear nothing but truth.
But Claude? Even his books lay unstudied, and his instruments gathered dust, while he pottered over two or three little wooden things that a boy could not play with without breaking. At last St. Pierre could bear it no longer. "Well, Claude, dass ten days han'-runnin' now, we ain't do not'in' but whittlin'."
Patagonian don't care for flag nor not'in' else I trust e my leg, an' he get to de boat jus' when cap-i-tan come to rescue." "Was you on board an Englishman then, Manuel?" inquired the shipmate. "Yes, I'm always sail in English ship, because I can get protection from flag and consul, where I go any part of globe," said he.
Never I quite get not'in'; always I'm close by when 'noder feller mak' strike." Pierce still managed to control himself enough to explain: "They were shooting dead timber down into the gulch and they wore the snow off where the rim cropped out. It happened to be staked ground right there." Pierce's excitement, the odd light in his dancing eyes, bore to 'Poleon a significance.
"Say, ever have a cross-eyed cat?" "Comrade Maude's cats," said Smith, "have happily been almost entirely free from strabismus." "Dey's lucky, cross-eyed cats is. You has a cross-eyed cat, and not'in' don't never go wrong. But, say, was dere ever a cat wit' one blue and one yaller one in your bunch? Gee! it's fierce when it's like dat. It's a skidoo, is a cat wit' one blue eye and one yaller one.
This parting did not take place, however, until the following had been uttered between us: "Well, Yaap," I inquired, as a sort of close to the previous discourse, "how do you like the upper counties?" A loud negro laugh succeeded, and a repetition of the question was necessary to extort an answer. "Lor', Masser Corny, how you t'ink I know, when dere not'in but snow to be seen!"
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