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When Fielding had somewhat relieved his feelings and sat down again, Ovide, in his ludicrous English, tried to throw the blame for what had happened upon the stove, which, he explained, burned much more zealously than he wanted it to; but his lame excuses were cut short by Fielding telling him to take the thing away.
Long time he was senator. Mr. Chester, for that papa was proud of him, and I am proud." The listener was proud of her pride. "I know," he said, "from my own people, that in such an attitude as your grandfather's there was honor a plenty for any honorable man. Ovide tells me the negroes never wanted negro supremacy. I wonder if that's so.
Out of pure curiosity, I put a piece of the pudding into my mouth. It was something awful! A spoonful of pure baking powder could not have tasted much worse. It had been only partially cooked, too. Fielding gave Ovide one look, and then, too full for speech, he pushed back his chair and strode to the other end of the car.
Before the men were taken to the various places of labor, they were ranged in single file, and their numbers called out. Nearly all the prisoners responded in sullen, rebellious tones. But the voice that answered to No. 317 was full of contrition and hopelessness. Six months before, the young convict who bore this number was known as Ovide Demers, nephew of Little Mother Soulard.
De reason I get idea like dat, is this way: When I'm be little boy and sit in de kitchen and see my mudder bake de bread, and boil de puddin', and rost de meat, I'm say to myself, many time, 'Ovide, you can do little easy ting like dat, just so well as she can. I'm ax my mudder, too, many time to let me try and mak de dinner, but she laugh loud and say, 'Ovide, you just lak all de boys and lots of men too, for dey all tink dat it's just so easy for de woman to cook de food as it is for dem to eat it. And den she laugh some more, and say dat all de men tink dat what de womans do is noting at all."
"'Sieur Beloiseau," Landry good-naturedly, said, "you're too just to condemn a gift of the good God for the misuse men make of it." Scipion glared and smiled at the same time: "Then let that gift of the good God be not so hideouzly misuse'." But Ovide amiably persisted: "Without machinery plenty of it I should not have this book for you, nor I, nor you, ever have been born."
And when he found one who was quite of the right kind and Ovide he's a wise judge of men, you know he would show him to grandpère, and at the auction, if the bidding was low, grandpère would buy him or her." "What was one of 'quite the right kind'? One willing to buy his own freedom?" "Ah, also to do something more; you see?" "Yes, I see," Chester laughed; "to help others run away, wasn't it?"
Castanado had the grippe, and the manuscript was yet unread? A voice spoke his name and he found himself facing the very black dealer in second-hand books. "I was yonder at Toulouse Street," said Ovide Landry, "coming up-town, when I saw you at Conti coming down. I have another map of the old city for you. At that rate, Mr. Chester, you'll soon have as good a collection as the best."
Ovide, as it was called, walking up and down the alleys, and making purchases at the stalls the whole Place Louis XV., to which the fair had recently been removed, being illuminated, and the crowd greeting them with repeated and enthusiastic cheers. They also went in state to the exhibition of pictures at the Louvre, and drove to St.
Hearing this souvenir of love, the sisters suspected that the little one had gone astray through the heat of a crucifix of Poissy, and had been joking with the Sister Ovide, and drawing her out. All congratulated themselves on having so merry a jade in their company, and asked her to what adventure they were indebted for that pleasure.
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