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Updated: June 2, 2025
I'm a friend, I'm an American citizen!" "You're a friend, be you?" cried a gruff voice from the wagons; "then what are you yelling out thar for, like a wild Injun. Come along up here if you're a man." "Keep your guns p'inted at him," added the master wagoner, "maybe he's a decoy, like."
Yo' is num'er fo' eleben. Reckin ain't no 'stake 'bout it!" "I am Number 411, certainly," said Faith, politely, "but I can't imagine who would write me a letter; still, if you are sure it's for me, I suppose I must accept." "Oh, it's fo' you all right," said the negro, decidedly, "fo' de capting p'inted yo' out on de street las' ebenin'." Faith took the letter and opened it hastily.
Anyhow, I was willin' to take the risk of tryin'; and, besides, Tad and Abe Leonard had me on the griddle at that meetin', and I spoke up sharp too sharp, maybe." "But you still believe that you MIGHT help if you went to Washington?" "Yes. I guess I do. Anyhow, I'd ask some pretty p'inted questions.
It was sort o' blue, with a kind o' whitey, foggy look all over the blue, and it wa'n't round like huckleberries and cramb'ries, but longish, and a little p'inted to each end. And the stem it growed on, the little bit of a stem, you know, comin' out o' the plant's big stem, like a little neck to the berry, was pinky and real pretty.
I got up, an' went to the bed. "'Be you dry? says I. He made a little motion, an' then he lifted his hand an' p'inted out into the settin'-room. "Do you want Lyddy Ann? says I. 'She's laid down. No, he didn't want her. I went to the settin'-room door an' looked out, an' I dunno how 'twas it all come to me.
I has the bridle off all right! an' I'm romancin' leesurly along the street, when I encounters a party who's ridin' herd on one of these yere telescopes, the same bein' p'inted at the effulgent moon. Gents, she's shorely a giant spy-glass, that instrooment is; bigger an' longer than the smokestack of any steamboat between Looeyville an' Noo Orleans.
"'No; you bet this padre don't at that time wax vocif'rous or p'inted none about Spencer an' the Donna Anna. Which he's afraid if he gets obnoxious that a-way, the Pine Knot Cavaliers will rope him up a lot an' trade him for beef. Shore don't you-all know that?
All to once he stopped an' p'inted at my house through the winder an' kep' p'intin'. Tom come over an' said he ca'llated the squire wanted to see me. So I went there. Kate met me at the door. Gosh! How old an' kind o' broke down she looked!
You've got pretty thin shoes, sah," addressing Du Brant, "and your feet ain't half as big as his'n, but your toes is more p'inted." "No kick-shins for me," said Locker. "I've got to be economical about my clothes." Du Brant's rage now became ungovernable. "Do you apologize," he cried, "or I take you by the throat, and I strangle you."
"Old Cack knew him too; and he fell flat on his face, and prayed the Lord to have mercy on his soul: but Cap'n Eb he was for gettin' to the bottom of matters, and not have his scare for nothin'; so he says to him, 'What do you want, now you hev come? "The man he didn't speak; he only sort o' moaned, and p'inted to the chimbley.
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