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"Go back dere, yo' sassy feller," he sputtered. "Ah jus' like to get one good crack at yo' an' Ah rip yo' side open. Don' yo' perambulate dis yer way again if yo' know what am salubrious fo' yo', yo'heah?" Bucephalus was fond of using big words, but did not always use them in the most appropriate manner, so that the boys were always kept guessing as to what he was next going to say when excited.
And one o' yo' men he was a room boss, I reckon spoke up right sassy to me as sassy as Johnnie Consadine herself, and God knows she ain't got no respect for them that's set over her. I had obliged to let 'em go to the Victory; but I don't think you have any call to hold it ag'in me Johnnie was plumb impident about it plumb impident."
Billie Hurd had to pay his respects to them. "Look, you loafers, look, and see a real vessel sailing in." There was a sassy little East River towboat that wanted to give us a tow, but our skipper said it would be losing time to take sail off and wait for a line then. The tug captain said, "Oh, no; and you can't dock her anyway in this harbor without a tug."
Oh, I tell ye he was awful sassy and impudent to that old thing, but it hung on and the way he flounced around, with Sambo clingin' to his tail, and the bear thinkin' that he was bein' swallered at both ends, was awful. Come an' see him." They went to the bear, now dead.
And, as its farther edge braided the cottonwoods in the wind-break and uprooted the stunted apple-trees, its near edge came close to the stone-pile with a mighty sucking breath. The little girl, seeing that escape was impossible, for the rain was beating her down, flung herself in the lee of the pile and clutched at the grass. "Sassy!" she shouted again; "Sassy!" But the cyclone drowned her cry.
Gammit, to be sure, for three months; but he had known all the time that she was there, on the other side of the ridge, one of his nearest neighbours, and not more than seven or eight miles away as the crow flies. "It's the bears!" she explained. "They do be gittin' jest a leetle mite too sassy, down to my place. There ain't no livin' with 'em. They come rootin' round in the garden, nights.
Jim says there don't nothin' they say suit Katy 'bout its wordin', I mean. She changes it an' tells 'em what they'd orter said." "Why, the saucy little baggage!" the rocker resumed its swaying, and Mary Kelsey's foot came down on the porch floor with decided, rhythmic pats. The man stirred restlessly. "But she ain't sassy, Mary," he demurred.
"Poop-deck," he shouted above the noise of the wind, "take the wheel till I fire up." "Thought I was exempt from steering," growled the other, good-humoredly, as he placed the glasses inside the companionway. "You're getting too fat and sassy; steer a little." Poop-deck relieved the little man, who descended the cabin stairs, and returned in a few moments, smoking a short pipe.
"'They was all sassy, just like you, says old Doc, 'but we lowered their temperature considerable. Yes, sir, I reckon we sent a good many of ye over to old mortuis nisi bonum. Look at Antietam and Bull Run and Seven Pines and around Nashville! There never was a battle where we didn't lick ye unless you was ten to our one. I knew you were a blame Yankee the minute I laid eyes on you.
I'm gettin' cranky 's I get older, an' sometimes I'm reel cross an' sassy to her; but she jest laffs at me, an' then comes an' kisses me, an' I'm all right ag'in. It's a blessin' right from God to have a daughter-in-law like that." The knife in Emarine's hand slipped, and she uttered a little cry. "Hurt you?" demanded her mother, sternly. Emarine was silent, and did not turn. "Cut you, Emarine?
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