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Updated: June 2, 2025
As the procession neared them Mary saw a gray-haired woman throw up her arm, and heard her cry out in a voice harsh and hideous with excitement: "Let 'im as murdered them pay for't! What's t' good o' crowner's juries? Let's settle it oursel's!" Deep murmurs answered her.
Ellen Robinson wondered whether they had classified her as another "streak," and somehow the thought was unpleasant. It was like one of those little rare mirrors that flash us a look now and then in which we "see oursel's as ithers see us," and are warned to take account of stock.
Let them begin it before the birds are all destroyed. If they have the least spark of tenderness left in their hearts " The rest of the sentence was lost in the louder tones of a pert little miss, who in company with her mother was rummaging over a box of trimmings on the counter nearest my cage. O wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursel's as ithers see us. Burns.
Burns's "giftie," "to see oursel's," etc., we all, more or less, need. I told Hattie the other day that I thought some parts of your letter did you very great credit, but that the monomania of the North has fallen upon you, and that you have it, as it seemed to me, in one of its worst forms. Some it makes fierce, others, flat, according as the victim is, naturally, more or less amiable.
We was so ta'en up with oursel's that we saw nobody coming, and all at once there was your father by the side o' us! 'You've written the wrong name, Aaron, he said, jeering and pointing with his foot at the letters; 'it should be Jean Sandys.
'Thou might have a bit o' news to tell one after being on the gad all afternoon. Philip whispered to Hester 'Wilt come into t' parlour? I want a word wi' thee by oursel's. Hester quietly finished rolling up the ribbon she had in her hands when he spoke, and then followed him into the room behind the shop before spoken of.
The name of Paul made the good woman incline her bead towards the speaker; a ray of consciousness shot through her bedulled brain. "Little Paul, eh, sirs! where is Paul? Paul, I say, my ben cull. Alack! he's gone, left his poor old nurse to die like a cat in a cellar. Oh, Dummie, never live to be old, man! They leaves us to oursel's, and then takes away all the lush with 'em!
Sylvia found her mother still sitting on the chair next the door, where she had first placed herself on entering the room. 'I'll gi'e you some tea, mother, said she, struck with the shrunken look of Bell's face. 'No, no' said her mother. 'It's not manners for t' help oursel's. 'I'm sure Philip would ha' wished yo' for to take it, said Sylvia, pouring out a cup.
"Well, I've often told ye that them Redskins think it a disgrace to give in eatin' till all that's set before them at a feast is bolted. We'll ha' to stretch oursel's, we will." "I'se got a plenty room," remarked Henri. "Ye have, but ye'll wish ye had more in a little." "Bien, I not care!" In quarter of an hour all the guests invited to this great "medicine feast" were assembled.
"Well, I've often told ye that them Red-skins think it a disgrace to give in eatin' till all that's set before them at a feast is bolted. We'll ha' to stretch oursel's, we will." "I'se got a plenty room," remarked Henri. "Ye have, but ye'll wish ye had more in a little." "Bien, I not care!" In a quarter of an hour all the guests invited to this great medicine feast were assembled.
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