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Did I stand on my rights as head of the family and tell her she couldn't do it? No, sir-ee, I didn't! I was resigned. I says to her, 'Laviny, I says, 'I won't say that I shan't be turrible lonesome without you. I won't say that I ain't sort of shocked and grieved at our partin' after all these years. But what's my personal feelin's when I compare 'em with your happiness?

Must have been something romantic about that bonfire episode back in Cooperstown too; for she mellows up a lot durin' the next few minutes, and when I fin'lly calls a taxi and tucks 'em all in she comes near beamin' on me. "Remember, young man," says she, "promptly at five on Wednesday." "Wha-a-at?" says I. "And be sure to wear your best frock coat," she adds as a partin' shot.

The conference between the leaders was longer than the sheriff had hoped, and before he was again approached Doty Buxton had returned, saying that Judge More's answer would be sent to the jail just as soon as it came. "You'll stand by me, Doty?" the sheriff asked. "'Cause I like you, Mr. Partin," Doty answered, slowly; "not 'cause I want to save the nigger.

Every time I talk 'bout hollyhocks and scarlit beans I ain't meanin' Dave Milliken 'n' me, not by a long chalk! I was only givin' you my views 'bout partin' them children, that's all!"

It's a long road, I know, when fo'k luk for'ards; but it's soon getten o'er, and when thaa looks back'ards it's nobbud short. I tell thee I've tramped it, and I durnd know as I'm a war woman for the journey. It's hard wark partin' wi' your own; but then theer's th' comfort o' havin' had 'em. I'd rayther hev a child and bury it, nor be baat childer, like Miriam Heap yonder.

Morris was still holding his wet handkerchief on the sheriff's head when the old judge came in. "My dear boy!" he said, laying his hand on John Morris's shoulder. But Morris shook his head. "Let's talk business, Judge More," he said, "and let's get Partin into a chair where he can rest; I've just knocked him over."

So we won't have no hard feelin's at partin', boys, an' to show you I'm a sport I'll treat to a French dinner an' a motion picture show afterward. Further, I shall regard a refusal of said invite as a pers'nal affront." "By golly, you're gittin' sporty in your old age," the engineer declared. "I'll go you, Scraggs. How about you, Gib?" "I accept with thanks, Scraggsy, old tarpot.

Elbert, when 'e comes back to me, 'e's going to be my payment to the world, an' it's got to be good money. For Elbert left me after Sherrie went. 'E said as 'ow 'e was going 'ome, an' as 'ow 'e would come back to me in the Spring, an' stay with me always. It wasn't like partin', e' ses, 'im an' me could never do thet. I know what 'e meant, now...." "And what about Sherrie?" asked Sarah Brown.

'Bout everything on the farm wants overhaulin'. I'd give a fortune to see a smart man come in here an' set the place to rights. There's a lot of truck in the barn oughter be heaved out an' burned. 'Tain't fit for nothin'. But Miss Webster would no more hear to partin' with one stick nor stone she owned than she'd cut off her head.

""Gents," says the pres'dent, "the words will be, 'Fire-one-two- three-stop. It's incumbent on you-all to blaze away anywhere between the words 'Fire' an' 'Stop'. My partin' injunctions is, 'May heaven defend the right, an' be shore an' see your hindsights as you onhooks your guns." "'At the word, my grandfather an' Witherspoon responds prompt an' gay.

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