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For a time the child sat patiently watching the embers; then she leaned forward and touched the old woman's knee. "Aunt Ailsey, O Aunt Ailsey!" Aunt Ailsey stirred wearily and crossed her swollen feet upon the hearth. "Dar ain' nuttin' but a hoot owl dat'll sass you ter yo' face," she muttered, and, as she drew her pipe from her mouth, the gray smoke circled about her head.
He knows damn well he ought not to keep a man out that sort o' weather." "You'd shiver like a dog in a briar path on a warm day in July," said Jackson Hines contemptuously. "Shut up!" said they. "You're barn-boss. You don't have to be out in th' cold." This was true. So Jackson's intervention went for a little worse than nothing. "It ain't lak' he has nuttin' besides," went on Baptiste.
Well, let him catch Pigeonswing fust swift bird do that, eh?" "But what says he? it may be of importance to learn what the chief says, just now." "Who care what he say can't do nuttin' if get good chance, take HIS scalp, too." "Aye, that I dare say but he is speaking earnestly and in a low voice; listen, and let us know what he says. I do not well understand at this distance."
My fadder was chief I was great chief, but we was children. Knowed nuttin'. Like little child, dough great chief. Believe tradition. T'ink dis 'arth flat t'ink Injin could scalp all pale-face t'ink tomahawk, and war-path, and rifle, bess t'ings in whole world. In dat day, my heart was stone. Afraid of Great Spirit, but didn't love him. In dat time I t'ink General could talk wid bee.
Dis yere boat is de fastest and de finest on de Big Muddy, young gent; an' dere's nuttin' in dis yere worl' that the 'New Lucy' doan have on her table; an' doan yer fergit it, young mas'r," he added, with respectful pride in his voice. "My! what a tuck-out!
"Oui, A'm hear dat. She mak' me laugh lak' hell." "Laugh! I didn't see nothin' so damn hilarious in it. What do you think about Purdy?" "A'm tink dat dam' bad luck she no git keel." The half-breed paused and grinned: "De pilgrim she mak' de run for nuttin', an' you got to ke'p on lyin' an' lyin', an bye-m-bye you got so dam' mooch lies you git los'. So far, dat work out pret' good.
You know de Viggs?" "Mr. Carpenter possesses an acquaintance with our best society which will astonish you when you realize it." "Vy didn't you tell me dat?" demanded the other; and I could complete the sentence for him: "Somebody has offered him more money!" Here the voice of Maw was heard: "Ain't we gonna git nuttin' to eat?" So for a time the problem of capital and labor was put to one side.
"You must maintain excellent discipline, Josh," cried Rose, in one of the sweetest voices in the world, which was easily attuned to merriment "and we are delighted to learn what you tell us. How do you manage to keep up these distinctions, and make such creatures know their places so well?" "Nuttin easier, if you begin right, miss. As for de pig, I teach dem wid scaldin' water.
Dey ain' no manners en dey ain' no nuttin'. De niggers, dey is gwine plum outer dey heads, en de po' white trash dey's gwine plum outer dey places." He looked at Nicholas, who flinched and hung his head. "Dar ain' nobody lef to keep 'em ter dey places, no mo'. In Ole Miss' time der wa'nt no traipsin' roun' er niggers en intermixin' up er de quality en de trash.
"Naw'm, 'tain' nuttin' 'tall de matter. She's des got fidgetty." "Well, I'll come in a minute. Are you better to-day? How's your heart?" "Lawd, Miss Cynthia, hit's des bruised all over. Ev'y breaf I draw hits it plum like a hammer. I hyear hit thump, thump, thump all de blessed time." "Be careful, then. Tell mother I'm coming at once."
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