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Wall, in the chamber where they put me to sleep, was an old portrait, which looked so much like 'Leny that in the mornin' I asked whose it was, and if you b'lieve me, 'twas 'Leny's mother! You know she married, or thought she married, a southern rascal, who got her portrait taken and then run off, and the picter, which in its day was an expensive one, was sold to pay up.
"The Flaggalants," by Carl Marr, is a enormous big picter, but fearful to look at. It made me feel real bad to see how them men wuz a-hurtin' their own selves. They hadn't ort to. Another picter by the same artist, called "A Summer Afternoon," I liked as well agin; the soul of the pleasant summer-time looked out of that picter, and the faces of the wimmen and children in it.
"Don't want to," said Andy, caustically. "No, you wouldn't take much comfort in 'em," said William. "'T is cur'us 't anybody should want a picter o' my old hut up there 'nough to pay how much d'ye s'pose they did pay for it, Andy?" Andy glanced at it contemptuously. It glowed in the light of the late sun, warm and radiant. "'T ain't wuth a hunderd," he said. Uncle William's face fell a little.
An' there's whaur I fand mamma's box wi' the letter in 't and her ain picter: grannie gae me that ane o' you. An' there's whaur I used to kneel doon an' pray to God. An' he's heard my prayers, and grannie's prayers, and here ye are wi' me at last. Instead o' thinkin' aboot ye, I hae yer ain sel'. Come, father, I want to say a word o' thanks to God, for hearin' my prayer.
"He looks hungry," said Marjorie. "Dad, call the boy!" "It's an interesting case," said Trask. "I want you to hear him. Wilkins had him up so I could talk to him. He's got an island." "Would the lady buy a picter?" inquired Dinshaw, with a little bow. "Hand painted by myself, out of my head, from my own recollections. A good suvverner." He began to unwrap his flat parcel.
Supporting herself upon her elbow, she sat with her head bent forward, and apparently deep in thought. Once Mrs. Prime opened the door, looked around the room in search of the housekeeper, and, not finding her, retreated, saying to herself, "Law! dear sakes alive! I wish she only had eyes now, to see how like a picter she looks!"
And to crown all, the picter of the Dwarf who was "a uncommon small man, he really was. Certainly not so small as he was made out to be; but where is your Dwarf as is?" A picter "like him, too considering, with George the Fourth, in such a state of astonishment at him as his Majesty couldn't with his utmost politeness and stoutness express." Wrote up the Dwarf was, we are told by Mr.
"My brother invented on't," said Grandpa Keeler, looking up at me from under his shaggy eyebrows with questionable pride. He went on more glowingly, however; "There's a picter of my brother on every bottle, teacher." Oh, he was a great dandy, John was; a great dandy." Grandpa Keeler straightened himself up and his eyes brightened perceptibly.
Trenholme, the gentleman stannin' there grinnin' like a Cheshire cat. Talk to him nicely, an' p'raps he'll paint your picter, an' then your special butcher boy will see how beautiful you reelly are." "Jim don't need tellin' anything about that," said the girl, smiling, for Eliza's bark was notoriously worse than her bite. "Jim!" came the snorting comment.
'He must have been a very ingenious young man, that, Sam, said Mr. Pickwick, with a slight shudder. 'Just was, sir, replied Mr. Weller, continuing his occupation of emptying the basket, 'and the pies was beautiful. Tongue , well that's a wery good thing when it ain't a woman's. Bread knuckle o' ham, reg'lar picter cold beef in slices, wery good. What's in them stone jars, young touch-and-go?
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