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When my hoss-ah got just opposite, they got up and gave some loud grunts whoo! whoo! whoo! and that scart my hoss-ah, and he threw me in the dirt and ran away-ah. I ris my eyes to look at my hoss-ah, and there he was a-gallopin' down the road with his mane and tail a-flyin', and he looked back at me and seemed to be sayin', 'Good-by, Brother Crawford-ah; good-by, Brother Crawford-ah."
"Nex' spring, w'en de sap ris en Henry's ha'r commence' ter sprout, Mars Dugal' sole 'im ag'in, down in Robeson County dis time; en he kep' dat sellin' business up fer five year er mo'. Henry nebber say nuffin 'bout de goopher ter his noo marsters, 'caze he know he gwine ter be tuk good keer uv de nex' winter, w'en Mars Dugal' buy him back.
I am hungry haven't had anything to eat for some time, you know." "Oh, yes," said Oscard shortly; "I know all about it." Chacun de vous peut-etre en son coeur solitaire Sous des ris passagers etouffe un long regret. "Good-bye to that damned old Platter may it be for ever!" With this valedictory remark Joseph shook his fist once more at the unmoved mountain and resumed his march.
I know thim that's larned an' creditable clargy this day, that went as you're goin' ay, an' that ris an' helped their parents, an' put them above poverty an' distress; an' never fear, wid a blessin', but you'll do the same."
To this fraternity appertain a ci-devant Comte de Stult-Tracy, Dubois Dubay, Kellerman, Lambrechts, Lemercier, Pleville Le Pelley, Clement de Ris, Peregeaux, Berthelemy, Vaubois, Nrignon, D'Agier, Abrial, De Belloy, Delannoy, Aboville, and St. Martin La Motte.
"An' God's too," added the mother. "An' my heart was nevir more ris to God than it was', an' is this night," replied their ingenuous boy. "Well, but what has happened, Connor?" said his father; "if it's anything where our advice can serve you, of coorse we'll advise you for the best."
An' dey'd come up dah an' look at us all roun', an' squeeze our arm, an' make us git up an' walk, an' den say, Dis one too ole, or 'Dis one lame, or 'Dis one don't 'mount to much. An' dey sole my ole man, an' took him away, an' dey begin to sell my chil'en an' take dem away, an' I begin to cry; an' de man say, 'Shet up yo' damn blubberin', an' hit me on de mouf wid his han'. An' when de las' one was gone but my little Henry, I grab' him clost up to my breas' so, an' I ris up an' says, 'You sha'nt take him away, I says; 'I'll kill de man dat tetch him! I says.
"Let us get this straight. Tonight, at dinner, when the butler offers me a ris de veau
I 've oft'n thought how dreffle tickled that boy must 'a' ben to have him take them fish. Mebbe they wa'n't nothin' but shiners, but the fust the little feller 'd ever ketched; an' boys set a heap on their fust ketch. He was dreffle good to child'en, ye know. An' who 'd he come to a'ter he 'd died, an' ris agin?
She sent me to see why Lizy didn't come to dress her; and when I telled her she was off, she jest ris up, and ses she, 'The Lord be praised; and Mas'r, he seemed rael mad, and ses he, 'Wife, you talk like a fool. But Lor! she'll bring him to! I knows well enough how that'll be, it's allers best to stand Missis' side the fence, now I tell yer."
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