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"Rather," says Old Hickory, pointin' to a Wall Street daily that has broke loose on its front page with a three-column headline. "See what the Curb crowd did to G. L. T. common yesterday? Traded nearly one hundred thousand shares and hammered the opening quotations for a twenty-point loss. All on a rumor of a passed dividend.

He tottered a little when he took a step toward Jabez; but he laid the gun on the table with the butt pointin' towards Jabez, an' then he went back to the wall an' folded his arms. He stood lookin' at Jabez for a moment, an' then he sez slow an' soft an' creepy: "Every word you have said from start to finish is a lie; and you yourself are a liar." The ol' man choked.

They were things that belonged to a man, an' no camp-kit, here to-day an' dishipated next. 'You're comfortable in this place, sergint, sez I. ''Tis the wife that did ut, boy, sez he, pointin' the stem av his pipe to ould Mother Shadd, an' she smacked the top av his bald head apon the compliment. 'That manes you want money, sez she.

If it's a question between a man's life and a dog's life, only a sentimental fool would hesitate." "I'm not talking about that; we can get fish now. What I'm pointin' out is that Nig didn't fly at you for nothin'." "He's got a devil of a temper, that dog." "It's just like Nicholas of Pymeut said." The Boy sat up, eager in his advocacy and earnest as a judge.

"D'ye think a police launch 'ud be foolin' around with a tow at this time o' day if it wasn't something special?" persisted the first speaker. "Can't yer see it's empty? There's a cop pointin' now to the clubhouse." "Good for you," pronounced the doubtful one. The pointing cop had clinched the argument. "An' they're headin' that way," came the cry. Off raced the men.

'Is that your husband? says he, pointin' to Jone. 'Yes, says I. 'It was very good in him to come along, says he. 'Is these two your groomsman and bridesmaid? 'No sir, says I. 'They're crazy. 'No wonder, says he.

When the massacre came, the officer had tripped the little Indian fellow to his face an' was pointin' the old muzzle loader at the back o' his head to blow out his brains, when along comes the MacDonald man an' kicks the gun from the bully's hand!

An' he held the gun kind o' friendly like, with the muzzle pointin' at my watch pocket.

She's pointin' near as possible due south at this moment, an' no tellin' 'ow long it's lasted " "Then bring her round to west west an' a point south, an' hold her to it. You've got no Faith, Samuel Lloyd, an' me wrestlin' with the Lord for you this three hours. See yonder!" the skipper waved a hand towards the bows, and his voice rose to a note of triumph.

"She was main fond o' them she was," Ben Weatherstaff said. "She liked them things as was allus pointin' up to th' blue sky, she used to tell. Not as she was one o' them as looked down on th' earth not her. She just loved it but she said as th' blue sky allus looked so joyful." The seeds Dickon and Mary had planted grew as if fairies had tended them.