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"No, I am not, which is a blessin'. I hope that Mrs Massey ain't ill?" "No; my Nell is never ill," returned the coxswain, in a hearty tone. "She'd have been suppin' along with us to-night, but she's nursin' that poor sick lad, Ian Stuart, that's dyin'." "Is the lad really dyin'?" asked Mitford, laying down his knife and fork, and looking earnestly into his companion's face.
"No, 'tis not that! Should I go off and leave me own brother and sister, that need me?" "But you could earn money and send it to them." "I earn a little here I do cleanin' and nursin' for some that need me." "But outside couldn't you earn more?" "I could get a job in a restaurant for seven or eight a week, but I'd have to spend more, and what I sent home would not go so far, with me away.
I can't abide them nursin' clothes nasty things!" "I declare!" cried Marcella, laughing, but outraged; "I never like myself so well in anything." Minta was silent, but her small mouth took an obstinate look. What she really felt was that it was absurd for ladies to wear caps and aprons and plain black bonnets, when there was no need for them to do anything of the kind.
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.
"He ain't been rode," said Kelton; "he won't be rode. You can back out of that sale now, if you like. But I'm tellin' you the gospel truth. There ain't no man in the Territory can ride him. Miskell, my regular bronc-buster, is the slickest man that ever forked a horse, an' he's layin' down in the bunkhouse right now, nursin' a leg which that black devil busted last week.
You'll be in bed to-morrow nursin' yer face." "No, I won't. Just tell me where that girl is, an' I'll send word to the city this very night." "Why should I tell ye, Gabe? Ye don't deserve to be told after what ye did to yer wife." "I swear I'll never do such a thing again, Eben. I lost my head, an' didn't realise what I was doing. "H'm, I guess ye nearly lost yer head when I got hold of ye.
About noon I stopped at a blacksmith's shop, half dead with pain, and had my arm dressed and a big jolt of whiskey. As the posse rode up to me, sittin' in the sun by the lathered flanks of my horse and nursin' my arm, Jim yells out: "Here he is! Surround him, boys! You're our prisoner!" "No! I'm blamed if I am," I says. "You'll have to get another desperado. After this, I'm the sheriff!"
"It gives them a good idea of music but that is not the point just now. Can we afford to send Mary Mason to a convent, or can we not?" "Choose between her and the buggy mare 'suitable for a lady to drive," said I; but in reality it was my mother who settled the question. When we came home that evening she was sitting by the fireside, "Nursin' her wrath to keep it warm."
He swung it quick and accurate, and if that cop ain't nursin' a broken forearm to-day he's lucky. I expect his dome was solid iv'ry, most of them sluggers have that kind, and in this case he needed it; for, once he gets goin', Uncle Noah makes a thorough job of it. He lands his next swipe square on the copper's head and tumbles him to the sidewalk like a bag of meal.
"Well, I don't care if I do," he said, "just a little mite." He did not attempt to stop her as she filled the glass to the brim, but continued to regard her with a mixture of curiosity and admiration. "Seen you nursin' the baby and makin' folks at home. Guess you have the knack of it better'n some I could mention."
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