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"'Tis bery hard to tell what a man do when he git in a corner," said Primus, shaking his head, and fastening his eyes on the constable's face, "but, if you want to know my 'pinion, it is just dis if Missa Holden know what you up to, he make day light shine trough you, in less dan no time, rader dan be took."
The pupils of Miss Rader were all assembled to receive the prizes which they were supposed to have won. The reward-books were handed to the pupils by an elderly lady Mrs. Lebours. She was standing in front of the row of young girls, surrounded by half-a-dozen satellites of her own sex. Miss Rader was sitting near the group of "young ladies." Mrs.
"If we manage well, we have a good chance." "I hope we shall, for master would certainly sell us all if we should be caught." "Dat ud be wus as staying wid Massa Kun'l," added Cyd. "But I s'pect we won't be caught, Massa Dandy." "Why do you call me master, Cyd?" "Dis chile tink you cutting it rader fat." "What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I was follow him, or rader was go before him, opening up de pass wid me cutlass, troo de wery tangle underwood. We walk four hour see no one, all still and quiet no breeze shake de tree oh, I sweat too much dem hot, massa, sun shine right down, when we could catch glimpse of him yet no trace of de runaways.
"The pig was not dead," said his mother; "now make haste and go to bed. I don't want to have to nurse you to-morrow." The little boy obeyed, muttering to himself: "The pig was dead. I believe what I have seen. Mamma must have misunderstood me." Miss Rader was a tall, stiff, sour-faced lady of four-and-fifty.
Gif I see dem at all, it is at die Jambs Elusees, und dey do not see me . . . yet dey are ver' fond of me, und I might go to dine mit dem, und dey vould be ver' bleased to see me; und I might go to deir country-houses, but I vould much rader be mit mine friend Bons, because I kann see him venefer I like, und efery tay." Pons took Schmucke's hand and grasped it between his own.
"Dat is mos' boosiful potry!" exclaimed Butterface, with an immense display of eyes and teeth, as he lent a willing hand to haul out the sledge. "Mos' boosiful. But he's rader a strong rem'dy, massa, don' you tink? Not bery easy to git up a gleefoo' shout when one's down in de mout' bery bad, eh!" Alf's reply was checked by the necessity for remounting the sledge and resuming the journey.
Far rader would I lay me in the grave far rader would I have wild horses on me trample than that I should indermarry with a family and bossibly betaint my innocent kinder with the plood of so shogging and unprincibled a liar.
I got Cato up from de lot, 'cause he's rader poorly dis mornin'; his cough makes me a sight o' concern; he's allers a-pullin' off his jacket de wrong time, or doin' sometin' I tell him not to, and it just keeps him hack, hack, hackin', all de time."
De selfish man would rader dan put out his hand to work, Let women toil, an' sweat and moil as wicked as de Turk. De cream ob eberyt'ing he wants, let oders hab de skim; In fact de wurld and all it holds was only made for him. Chorus Oh when de sun, etc. So keep de ball a-rollin', boys, an' each one do his best To make de wurld a happy one for dat's how man is blest.
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