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Billy's shore nervous an' needs it. "'My pore child, says Billy to Willyum about the third drink Willyum is settin' on a monte-table an' payin' heed to Billy a heap decorous an' respectful for a three-year-old 'my pore child, says Billy that a-way, 'you-all is ag'in a hard game up at your paw's. This yere is playin' it plumb low on you, Willyum.
"Now, that is what some folks calls Injun Turnip, an' the children calls it Jack-in-a-Pulpit, but Granny calls it 'Sorry-plant, cos she says when any one eats it it makes them feel sorry for the last fool thing they done. I'll put some in your Paw's coffee next time he licks yer and mebbe that'll make him quit. It just makes me sick to see ye gettin' licked fur every little thing ye can't help.
"You can write me in care of the Ambulance, Paris. "Now Maw don't worry! I'm not going to fight. I did try to get into the Foreign Legion but had no chance. I'm all right. Think of me as a nice little Red Cross boy and the Wise Willie on the gas wagon. And won't I have the hot stuff to make old Luke's eyes pop out! Hope Paw's legs are better. And Maw have a kiss on me.
"Susie hurted Aunt Prissy's feelings, by taking the last biscuit when they wasn't one left for her, and Maw said she would have to stay in the yard until she learned to be kind and respectful to Paw's sister, She didn't mean to be bad." And Eliza presented the case of her small sister with hopelessness in every tone. "Well, Susie," said Mother Mayberry, "don't you feel kind to her yet?"
Seventeen is sometimes so much older than twenty. "Tha's what us D Bar Lazy R boys are ridin' with yore paw's outfit for, Miss to be handy when he needs us," Bob added in his turn. "We're sure tickled we got a chanct to go to Brad Steelman's party. I'm ce'tainly glad to 'a' met you, Miss Joyce." He ducked his head and scraped back a foot in what was meant to be a bow.
You see, yore paw's got a mortgage coming due on the tenth, and the reason yore paw went to Marysville was so he could be there bright and early to-morrow morning at the bank to renew the mortgage. Ain't I right?" "You might be." Molly's face was now a mask of indifference, but there was no indifference in her heart. There was cold fear. Racey's expression was likewise indifferent.
"Yes," he said, "but that won't hurt a bit, only that old John Ladd always pays his tithe with foxtail hay and it almost ruins Paw's horses' mouths." I asked him if his father's stock was supposed to get the hay. "No, I guess not," he said, "but they are always getting in accidental like."
The rains was late and lodged yer maw's barley, so as 't she didn't have half a crop; an' you know yer paw's kind o' kind o' easy," having chosen the adjective after some hesitation, Lysander lingered over it approvingly, "and bein' as she was dead set on fightin' the Colonel, she mortgaged the ranch to raise the money for the lawsuit." Lysander stopped again.
That day Casey thought much of the old woman in the hut, and of Paw's worse than inferior cooking. Though he did not realize the change in himself, six months of close companionship with the Little Woman had changed Casey Ryan considerably.
I knows hit's a lie, but I've heered ye called ther disablest feller on Shoulder-blade!" A touch of contempt stole into her voice as she added, "An' yore paw's only son!" He went away somewhat sulkily, but she had ignited in him a spark of needed torture.
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