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Updated: May 1, 2025
I walked home in a sort of ecstasy and at dinner the long-nosed young preacher said: "'T was a pity we couldn't have regular preaching, there was such a peart lot at meeting." This is certainly a good place to study people's eccentricities, their foibles and follies, to hear them preach and see them not practice! One more year and I will be home. Something almost stops in my heart as I write it!
I hope it's right peart and healthy." O'Halloran's eyes flashed a warning, with the slightest nod in the world toward the boy. "Don't worry about him. He's straight as a string and knows how to keep his mouth shut. You can tell him anything you would me." He turned to the boy sitting quietly in an inconspicuous corner. "Mum's the word, Frank. You understand that, of course?" The boy nodded.
I can make blebe dat I wants to take my dinner 'long o' dem to sabe time, an' den dey'll hab a dinner wat'll make Missy real peart 'fore she gin to work," and full of her kindly intentions she bought a juicy steak, some vegetables, a quantity of the finest flour, sugar, coffee, and some spices.
'And what goes agen me gets drownded. 'But it inna all for you! cried Hazel. 'Eh? 'The world wunna made in seven days only for Abel Woodus, said Hazel daringly. 'You've come back very peart from Silverton, said Abel reflectively 'very peart, you 'ave. How many young fellers told you your 'air was abron this time? That fool Albert said so last time, and you were neither to hold nor to bind.
Perhaps it was injudicious of the fair ladie to be so "peart."
"Dunno nothin' 'bout dat, but he looks into de stars straight through a shiny pipe, Miss Em'ly, dat he sticks up on tree leg; an' when dem peart fellers In dat college where dey lives, gits into figgerin whar dey's done stuck and can't do it no how, dey comes right down to dat man, an' he trabbles 'em right out ob all dese yere diffikilties. Um, um! dat man knows a heap ob dem tings.
"Let me take yer hat," said Mamie. The hand she held out trembled slightly. Dennis perceived that she was thinner and paler. "Yer well fixed," he murmured. "An' happy as a clam, I reckon?" "I'd oughter be happy," said Mamie dubiously. Then she added hastily, "Never expected to see you in a logging-camp." "No? Wal, I kinder wondered how you was makin' it. You don't look extry peart, Mis' Barker.
I don't keer notin' 'bout 'count books and sich, but ef we'se gwine to make a fort'n you got to hab a heap o' po'er in you'se arms. You got to hab a strong back and feel peart all ober. Dis de ony ting I 'sist on. Now how you gwine to be plump and strong?" "Oh, I'm pretty strong, and I'll get stronger now that I have hope, and see my way a little."
We could git along right peart on dat we an' de chillens, six on 'em wid jes' a drop o' coffee now an' agin, yer know; but yer see, Sally, she's a leetle onsartin an' can't allus wuk, an' it 'pears like it takes all ob my wuk ter pay fer her rations when she don't wuk. I dunno how 'tis, but dat's de way Marse Sykes figgers it out," "Yer mus' buy a heap ob fine clo'es," said one of the bystanders.
What is the name of this place to which we are going?" "Hubbard. There was a pioneer who fit the Injuns in here in early times. I never heard that he got much, 'cept a town named after him. But Hubbard is a right peart little place, with a bank, two stores, three churches, an' nigh on to two hundred people. Are you wrapped up well, Mr. Mason, 'cause it's goin' to be cold on the mountains?"
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