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He told me how he had run away from a lawyer's office in Pennsylvany, gone to New Orleans and turned play-actor a while, then shammed dead, and had his name printed in the papers among them that died of yellow-fever. He told me all that in his first voyage, when we were shipmates, and that was just the time that my brother Jonathan was wrecked in the Jefferson."

I drug him offen the field, an' thet night holped bury him in the trench whar we laid so many uv our men whut lost ther lives in thet hot, awful fight." "Where was he from?" "He wuz borned in Kenelworth, Pennsylvany; but his folks moved 'round consider'ble. They wuz sort o' sheftless, I should jedge, an' never stayed long in any place." "Was he married?"

Then she was hired to cook, meaning to work until she'd earned enough to take her back to Pennsylvany, to her mother's, where she had started for when the Ingins attackted the train. "That night, after listening to her mirac'lous escape, we made up a 'pot' for her, collecting 'bout eight hundred dollars. The master of Colonel St.

Thar's them that's good-natur'd that calls him Wandering Nathan, because of his being h'yar and thar, and every whar. He don't seem much afear'd of the Injuns; but, they say, the red brutes never disturbs the Pennsylvany Quakers.

I remember, too, thet they hailed frum the same place somewhars in Pennsylvany." "Can you tell me any more about them?" asked Abner, by a mighty effort managing to control his excitement, and to speak calmly.

I fit my way up to the city of Mexico long er old Scott, and I've heard boys crow afore today." "Look here, old un! If you mean to call me a coward, why don't you say so, right up and down?" growled Ben. "Time'll tell, my boy. You don't know what gunpowder smells like yet. If you'd been with the fust Pennsylvany, where I was, you'd a-known sunthin about war.

It is more interesting than a romance. But tell me, how did you acquire so many negroes? You surely didn't bring them with you?" "Lawd, no! Why, we wuz pore ez Job's turkey, an' hardly owned a shut to our backs, let 'lone niggahs. Aftah the country wuz more cl'ared up, folks moved in frum Virginny an' even Pennsylvany, an' brought slaves with 'em.

I've talked with folks from Chiny an' the back o' Pennsylvany; and I see folks way from Australy that 'peared as well as anybody; an' I see how they made spool cotton, an' sights o' other things; an' I spoke with a doctor that lives down to the beach in the summer, an' he offered to come up 'long in the first of August, an' see what he can do for Peggy's eyesight.

"Yes," was the reply; "and the statues on the sides are those of Penn and Franklin." Just at that moment two women, evidently from the country, came sauntering along and halted near our party. "What building 's that?" asked one of the other. "It's right nice-lookin', isn't it?" "Yes; and don't you see the name there up over the door?" "Oh, yes, to be sure! Pennsylvany! Goin' in, Elmiry?"

"I don't know," Dryfoos resumed, looking aside at the cloth window-strap, which he kept fingering, "as you quite understood what made me the maddest. I didn't tell him I could talk Dutch, because I can't keep it up with a regular German; but my father was Pennsylvany Dutch, and I could understand what he was saying to you about me.

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