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"We won't eat ye up." "Dis ain' no place for us, I tells yo'!" cried the darky, and as the outline of the bateau and the objects upon it were now visible, they could see the whites of his rolling eyes. "I ain' got nuttin' ter do wid yo' shakaroons." "Come on, there!" shouted Allen. "Gag that black rascal if he doesn't talk less and use his sweeps well."
"Oh, nuttin' 't all," said Whistling Dick, lounging carelessly, and kicking meditatively at a little stone on the ground. "Just as easy," continued the warbling vagrant softly to himself, "an' sociable an' swell an' sassy, wit' her 'Mer-ry Chris-mus, Wot d'yer t'ink, now!" Dinner, two hours late, was being served in the Bellemeade plantation dining-room.
A whippo'will cried his weird call from a rendezvous in the shadows of the lawn, as Sam entered the great hall and began to light the hundreds of wax tapers in the chandeliers. "Move dat furniture back now!" he cried to his assistants. "And mind yo' p's and q's. Doan yer break nuttin." His sable helpers quietly removed the slender mahogany and rosewood pieces to the adjoining rooms.
I ain' nuver stood de taste er nuttin' ole lessen he be a 'possum, en w'en hit comes ter en ole man, I d'clar hit des tuns my stomick clean inside out." "But, Aunt Polly, you're old yourself-it's disgraceful." Aunt Polly chuckled with flattered vanity. "I know I is, honey I know I is, but I'se gwine ter hev a young husban' at de een ef hit tecks de ve'y las' cent I'se got.
Nor did he return until the last pair of feet had crossed the gangplank. Then in triumph he hurried back to the waiting man in the wheel chair and dropped into his lap a tiny heap of coppers. "Sold out, pardner! Dat's what we be," he crowed delighted. "Sold out!" "But I you " gasped the man. "Aw, furgit it 't wa'n't nuttin'," disdained the boy airily. "Ye see, youse got ter holler."
"Ef Ephum jes had a mule, or even somebody to help him," she thought, "but he ain' got nuttin.
It is scarcely necessary to say all these considerations glanced through our minds so swiftly as to cause no very awkward or suspicious pause in the discourse. "B'rhaps dey doosn't like to bay rent?" put in my uncle, with a roughness of manner that was in accordance with the roughness of the sentiment. "Beoples might radder haf deir landts for nuttin', dan bay rents for dem."
For five minutes or so there was no sound but that of one man's food going in and going down. Then suddenly the man stopped, with his knife and fork upright on the table in each hand, and cried: "Mr. Carpenter, you ain't eatin' nuttin'!" The stranger, who had apparently been in a daydream, came suddenly back to Prince's. He looked at the quantities of food spread about him.
"Don't make no difference ter me, sah, whar yer go. I'se gwine wid yer. I kin look atter yer shoes an' cook yer sumfin' good ter eat." "I warn you, Julius! When they find your torn and mangled body on the field of Death, don't you sit up and blame me!" "Don't yer worry, sah. Dey ain't gwine fin' me dar, an' ef dey do, dey ain't gwine ter be nuttin' tore er mangled 'bout me, I see ter dat, sah!"
Graeme's mouth tightened. His wife had only time to whisper: "Now, don't you say a word to her." But she was too late. Mam' Lyddy's expression drove him to disobedience. He gave her a keen glance, and then said, half jocularly: "Old woman, what is the matter with you lately!" Mam' Lyddy did not answer immediately. She looked away, then said: "Wid me? Ain't nuttin' de matter wid me."
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