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Now, if they'd on'y take a dozen of these young beauties it would be a blessing to the place; but, no, the skipper wouldn't have them at a gift. But that's what they're after. Hullo, here comes a boat!" "Oh!" he laughed, as he saw the sloop's cutter lowered down with its crew and a couple of officers in the stern-sheets. "The old game. Coming ashore for fresh meat and vegetables.
"Damned if I wouldn't chawnce me arm and go fer 'im meself before we leave on'y I'm expectin' furver permotion afore long. But fer that I'd take it up meself" and he glanced at Dam. "Ketch the little swine at it," remarked Trooper Herbert Hawker, as loudly as he dared, to his "towny," Trooper Henry Bone.
And there's pretty near a dozen of you as'll 'ave to go in the box and swear as you saw the tiger. Now, can I sell any of you a bit o' pork afore you go? It's delicious eating, and as soon as you taste it you'll know it wasn't grown in Claybury. Or a pair o' ducks wot 'ave come from two 'undered miles off, and yet look as fresh as if they was on'y killed last night.
"There's on'y 'bout a fathom more of it left, sir," cried the man who was casting the line off from the winder. "Let out half and then get a hold too, my lad," said Lynton. "Ay, ay, sir," answered the man. "This is rather too much of a good thing," said the mate. "Here, let the boat go with him; it'll ease the strain." "Why, he has been towing us for the last five minutes," said Briscoe.
The sort of man that 'ad always left his baccy-box at 'ome, but always 'ad a big pipe in 'is pocket. He fell overboard off of a lighter one evening, and all that his mates could save was 'is cap. It was on'y two nights afore that he 'ad knocked down an old man and bit a policeman's little finger to the bone, so that, as they pointed out to the widder, p'r'aps he was taken for a wise purpose.
The shake was the man's mode of expressing sympathy, for he was fond of his son, regarding him, with some reason, as a most hopeful pupil in the ways of wickedness. "It's o' no use, father," said the boy, drawing his breath quickly and knitting his brows, "you can't stir me up with a long pole now. I'm past that." "What! have 'ee bin runned over?" "No on'y run down, or knocked down." "Who did it?
On'y wan iv them remained on th' field. He was lyin' face down, with his nose in th' mud. 'He's kilt, says I. 'I think he is, says Dorgan, with a merry smile. 'Twas my boy Jimmy done it, too, says he. 'He'll be arrested f'r murdher, says I. 'He will not, says he. 'There's on'y wan polisman in town cud take him, an' he's down town doin' th' same f'r somebody, he says.
"Ou, aye, your leddyship; just the Honorable Kenneth Dugald, puir lad!" "Why do you say poor lad?" "I beg your leddyship's pardon. I mean just naething. It's on'y just a way I ha'." Claudia reflected a moment; and then, though it went sorely against her pride so to speak to a dependent, she said: "Mrs.
I don't know what I mean but I see in th' pa-apers th' other day that th' on'y road to happiness was hard wurruk. 'Tis a good theery. Some day I'm goin' to hire a hall an' preach it in Newport. I wudden't mintion it in Ar-rchy Road where wurruk abounds. I don't want to be run in f'r incitin' a riot. "This pa-aper says th' farmer niver sthrikes. He hasn't got th' time to. He's too happy.
I had a pow'ful good start, 'ca'se de big house 'uz three mile back f'om de river en on'y de work mules to ride dah on, en on'y niggers ride 'em, en DEY warn't gwine to hurry dey'd gimme all de chance dey could.
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