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"But what did he say?" cried Kate, shrill and excited. She was evidently at some kind of a feast. "And what?" said Martha. "Did he swear at him?" said Kate, in fearsome glee. "No not much. He did swear at him a little, but not more than a man does anyhow when he is real mad, Mrs. Howarth says." "O-oh!" breathed Kate. "And did he call him any names?"
"Did you hear that? There! It's seventeen hundred now it's seventeen-fifty! Whew!" I echoed the exclamation. "Oh, why haven't I got ten thousand shares?" he groaned. "Who is getting them?" "Knapp got the last lot. O-oh, look there! Did you ever see the like of that?" I looked.
That feeling of the crowd when fireworks call forth the fervent "O-oh!" of admiration, is the village feeling which delights in portents of whatever kind. But nothing else is quite so effectual to that end as are crimes of violence, and especially murder.
Just let me alone, and let me lay here without bein' disturbed; then I'll get better, I guess." "But it's so sudden!" "I know. They always come on that way. Now run along, like a good feller, and leave me to my suff'rin's. O-oh, dear!" Much troubled, Brown turned to the door. As he was going out he happened to look back.
He was privately amazed: "Oh o-oh oh, yes, certainly. That was right! To whom had she ?" She did not say. "Yes," she continued, "she had at once thought it ought to be with some one who could easily replace it if, by any strange mishap flood, fire, robbery it should get lost. To do which would to her be impossible if at Mobile her house " she tossed out her hands and dropped them pathetically.
"O-oh! isn't it grand!" sighed Dot, standing with clasped hands. The others came out of their cabins and hurried over to the tree. "Santa's come again and lit de lights!" cried Babs, ecstatically. "Did he, Daddum?" asked Don, doubting that Santa did the lighting. "I didn't do it, and I don't believe anyone of the men did it did you?" asked Mr. Starr, turning to the group of smiling men.
"Well, pore Bill; he won't know of it, that's one thing. Let's 'ope it'll be sudden." He lay quiet for some time and then he began again. "No," he ses, "it isn't Bill; it's Joseph and Emily, stark and stiff, and they've on'y been married a week. 'Ow awful they look! Pore things. Oh! oh! o-oh!"
"Put her in—quick, quick!" "O-oh, she won't lie still!" "Where's the lunch-basket? Give me some biscuit—there! I hear them on the stairs!" The kitten began to mew piteously, struggling to get out with all her might. Down went the desk-cover on her paws. "There now, lie still! Oh, hear her mew! What shall we do?" Quick footsteps were on the stairs—halfway up; merry laughter, and a dozen voices.
"We are in the region of Owl Hoot," she said significantly. "That was one of the screech-owls." "O-oh! I thought it was some one being murdered." "We shall probably hear lots of strange cries; these regions are renowned for them. You've got the kettle on your saddle, Al. Get all the things out whilst I gather some kindling and make a fire."
We can govern New Lindsey without you, Dick, for a time, anyhow." This suggestion fell as a new light on Dick Derosne. He waited a moment before answering it with a long-drawn "O-oh!" "Yes," said the Governor, nodding emphatically. "You might just as well run home and give a look to things: most likely they're going to the deuce." "But what am I to say to people?"
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