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"Y' see, it ain't no good." Buck nodded at the doorway. "You mean ?" "The prospect," Beasley broke in and laughed. "Say, we sure been suckers stayin' around so long. Ther' ain't no gold within a hundred miles of us. We're just lyin' rottin' around like stinkin' sheep." Curly nodded. "Sure. That's why we held a meeting. We're goin' to up stakes an' git." "Where to?"
Sister Sall's Courtship. There goes one of them are everlastin rottin poles in that bridge, they are no better than a trap for a critter's leg, said the Clockmaker. They remind me of a trap Jim Munroe put his foot in one night, that near about made one leg half a yard longer than tother. I believe I told you of him, what a desperate idle feller he was he came from Onion County in Connecticut.
I'm afraid of blood-poisonin' an' gangrene. You know gangrene is a dyin' an' rottin' of the flesh.... I told the boy straight out that he'd better let me cut his foot off. An' he swore he'd keep his foot or die! Well, if gangrene does set in we can't save his leg, an' maybe not his life." "Oh, it can't be as bad as all that!" cried Columbine.
He's a horse, every inch of him, stock, lock, and barrel, is Old Clay." No. Sister Sall's Courtship. "There goes one of them 'ere everlastin' rottin' poles in that bridge; they are no better than a trap for a critter's leg," said the Clockmaker. "They remind me of a trap Jim Munroe put his foot in one night, that near about made one leg half a yard longer than t'other.
The capitalists of Nova Scotia treat it like a hired house, they won't keep it in repair; they neither paint it to preserve the boards, nor stop a leak to keep the frame from rottin'; but let it go to wrack sooner than drive a nail or put in a pane of glass. 'It will sarve our turn out, they say.
Lord love you, Stanley Orth'ris, but you're a bigger bloomin' fool than the rest o' the reg'ment and Mulvaney wired together! There's the Widder sittin' at 'Ome with a gold crownd on 'er 'ead; and 'ere am Hi, Stanley Orth'ris, the Widder's property, a rottin' FOOL!" His voice rose at the end of the sentence, and he wound up with a six-shot Anglo-Vernacular oath.
They make their presentments of little money votes, to mend these everlastin' rottin' little wooden bridges, to throw a poultice of mud once a year on the roads, and then take a 'blowin' time' of three months and go home. The littler folks be, the bigger they talk.
Then, taking out her knitting, she strove to keep silence; but that was too heavy a task, and at last she broke forth, with renewed bitterness, "To think of all the wood I've burnt up in my kitchen stove an' air-tight, an' never thought nothin' of it! To think of all the wood there is now, growin' an' rottin' from Dan to Beersheba, an' I can't lay my fingers on it!"
He can look on an' see the coat rottin' off my back in this desert an' watch his darter gwaine thin as a lath along o' taking so much thought. He can look on at us, hisself so comfortable as a maggot in a pear, an' see. Not that I'd take help not a penny from any man. I'm not gwaine to fail. I'll be a snug chap yet." The stolid Chown entered at this moment. "Butcher'll be up bimebye.
It's been rottin' for many a year, has this owd brig why, I mind when it wor last repaired, and that wor years afore owd Mestur Mallathorpe bowt this estate!" "When do you say you told Mrs. Mallathorpe all that?" asked Pratt. "Friday noon it were, sir," answered the woodman. "When I were on my way home dinner time. 'Cause I met the missis here, and I made bold to tell her what I'd noticed.
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