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An' then yew might mention" the old man's face was shining now as he imagined Angy's pleasure "that Mis' Rose is gone deown ter Twin Coves ter visit Mis' Sam'l Darby fer a week, an' Cap'n Darby an' Cap'n Abraham Rose," his breast swelling out, "is a-goin' ter spend a week at Bleak Hill. Thar, hain't that Cap'n Eph a-scootin' in naow? I guess them air new runners o' Bill Green's didn't work.
Though Sam'l did not set up for a wit, however, like Davit, it was notorious that he could say a cutting thing once in a way. "Did ye ever see Bell reddin up?" asked Pete, recovering from his overthrow. He was a man who bore no malice. "It's a sicht," said Sam'l, solemnly. "Hoo will that be?" asked Jamie Deuchars. "It's weel worth yer while," said Pete, "to ging atower to the T'nowhead an' see.
'Long towards night the boys collected 'round the door. They were getting kind of interested. Sam'l, he never looked up." Here Mr. Lincoln bent forward a little, and his voice fell to a loud, drawling whisper. "First thing you know, here come the whiskers peeping up, then the pink eyes a blinking at the forge, then !" "Suddenly he brought the umbrellas together with whack.
"I maum hae langer to think o't," said Sam'l. "Bell's mairitch is the morn," said Sanders decisively. Sam'l glanced up with a wild look in his eyes. "Sanders!" he cried. "Sam'l!" "Ye hae been a guid friend to me, Sanders, in this sair affliction." "Nothing ava," said Sanders; "dount mention'd."
Then he names a price that the hide might fetch, under favorable circumstances, in Boston Jethro does not wince. "Who d'ye callate to vote for, Sam'l?" Samuel rubs his nose. "Heerd they was a-goin' to put up Fletcher and Amos Cuthbert, an' Sam Price for Moderator." "C-comin' by the tannery after town meetin'?" inquired Jethro, casually. "Don't know but what I kin."
In the meantime Sanders, little witting that Sam'l had trumped his trick, was sauntering along the kirk-wynd with his hat on the side of his head. Fortunately he did not meet the minister. The courting of T'nowhead's Bell reached its crisis one Sabbath about a month after the events above recorded. The minister was in great force that day, but it is no part of mine to tell how he bore himself.
"Do ye no see," asked Sanders, compassionately, "'at he's tryin' to mak the best o't?" "Oh, Sanders, man!" said Sam'l. "Cheer up, Sam'l," said Sanders, "it'll sune be ower." Their having been rival suitors had not interfered with their friendship. On the contrary, while they had hitherto been mere acquaintances, they became inseparables as the wedding-day drew near.
"She did not," said Sam'l, dropping into a fine mode of speech to add emphasis to his remark. "I'll tell ye what she did," said Pete to the others. "She juist lifted up the litlins, twa at a time, an' flung them into the coffin-beds. Syne she snibbit the doors on them, an' keepit them there till the floor was dry." "Ay, man, did she so?" said Davit, admiringly.
He never laughed now on Saturdays, and sometimes his loom was silent half the day. Sam'l felt that Sanders' was the kindness of a friend for a dying man. It was to be a penny wedding, and Lisbeth Fargus said it was delicacy that made Sam'l superintend the fitting-up of the barn by deputy. Once he came to see it in person, but he looked so ill that Sanders had to see him home.
"What say you to the first half Ravonino?" "As you please," replied the outlaw, who was already too much absorbed with steaks to look up. "Not a bad notion," said Hockins. "Sam'l Ravonino I've heerd wuss; anyhow it's better than the entire complication eh, Ebony?" "Mush better," assented the negro; "dere's no use wotsomediver for de hitri hitri-folderol-ony bit of it.
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