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So strangely did Fortune seem to take delight in sporting with a man of genius, who had thought both too much of her and too little; too much for pomp's sake, and too little in prudence. Among his new acquaintances were the young Marino, afterwards the corrupter of Italian poetry, and the Prince of Venosa, an amateur composer of music.
Then he tried to say more, but he was so excited that his command of English failed him, and he turned to Pomp, who had just come back from the hut, and said something to him volubly in his own tongue. Pomp's mouth opened wide, and he stared wildly at his father. Then turning to me, he caught hold of my arm. "Come, get up the tree, Mass' George. Pull missie up the tree." "What for?
I was bending over him after dipping the tin full of water once more, and began to trickle a little water on his forehead, when flip, the tin went flying, the water sparkling in the sun, and a quantity of it sprinkling Hannibal where he sat, while it was all so sudden that I burst out laughing, for Pomp's familiar voice rang out sharply and angrily "Don't do dat."
"Then promise me not to get mad and beat the horses any more or holler at Unc' Zenas. I don't like it." "Annie, you little simp what's the matter with you? A fellow's got to let off steam once in a while, and if you'd been pestered like I have with Unc' Zenas's ornery trifling spells and old Pomp's general cussedness, you'd wonder that I don't get mad and stay mad every minute.
As Pomp's education will not again be referred to, it may be said that when Frank had discovered how to manage him, he learned quite rapidly. Chloe, who was herself unable to read, began to look upon Pomp with a new feeling of respect when she found that he could read stories in words of one syllable, and the "lickings" of which he complained became less frequent.
And in fact this was Nicias's manner of life, so that he well might apply to himself the words of Agamemnon: Vain pomp's the ruler of the life we live, And a slave's service to the crowd we give.
Belle, you help Roxy skin that kid and get him into clean clothes while I swab up and light old Pomp's jimson-weed pipe for him?" And as Tony spoke he started to the rear of the house. "No, no. I'm hurted bad, and I won't let anybody but Phyllis touch me.
Frank had hardly got upstairs before his pupil rose from the cricket, and began to look attentively about him. His first proceeding was to, hide his primer carefully in Mrs. Frost's work-basket, which lay on the table. Then, looking curiously about him, his attention was drawn to the old-fashioned clock that stood in the corner. Now, Pomp's curiosity had been strongly excited by this clock.
Then the sharp report of my father's piece made me start and pull harder, as I thought, and I tried to look toward the shore, where a wild yelling had arisen; but Pomp's words uttered close to me took my attention, and in a dreamy way I supposed that another Indian had been killed. Then the boy spoke again in a low whimpering way "Massa massa look at de blood. Oh, Mass' George! Mass' George!"
Here have we been watching all night, expecting to have a big fight by way of finish up, and Pomp's right after all. They seem to have gone." "If I could only think so!" I replied, with a sigh. "Well, lad, I think they are," said Morgan.
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