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Once peace and law are come again, this same scalawag Brereton, or Fownes, or whatever he will then be, must return to my service and fulfil his bond, with a penalty of double time to boot. Proud ye'd be to see your spouse ordered to field or stable work every morning by my overseer!"

He had with entire reason attacked a certain scalawag of a Roman Catholic priest a man the church itself must soon have taken in hand but had somehow managed to offend all Roman Catholics in doing so; likewise, there could be no question that his bitter scorn for "the chivalry" was well justified, but the manner of its expression offended also the decent Southerners.

"Oh, Daddy!" "When a man's as mean as that scalawag," said her father, philosophically, "there's no knowing to what lengths he will go. I shan't feel that you are safe on the ranges until he's found and jailed." "And I shan't feel that we're out of trouble until your friend Mr. Lonergan comes here and you divide and get rid of that silly old treasure," declared Frances, and she pouted a little.

In October, 1780, Claudius Smith, "king of the Cowboys," and three scalawag sons came to the conclusion that it was time for Crosby's money to revert to the crown, and they set off toward his little house one evening, sure of finding him in, for his father was seriously ill.

"You daw-goned ol' scalawag! I never will help you git married again!" he shouted gleefully. Clay sat down on the seat and gave way to mirth. He rocked with glee. Beatrice began to chuckle. She, too, yielded to laughter. Kitty, and then Johnnie, added to the chorus. "Oh, Johnnie Johnnie you'll be the death of me!" cried Clay. "It'll never be a dull old world so long as you stay a bandit."

A Heavy Operator overtaken by a Reverse of Fortune was bewailing his sudden fall from affluence to indigence. "Do not weep," said the Reverse of Fortune. "You need not suffer alone. Name any one of the men who have opposed your schemes, and I will overtake him." "It is hardly worth while," said the victim, earnestly. "Not a soul of them has a cent!" The Power of the Scalawag

No, there ain't no doubt in my mind about you bein' your father's son an' heir, as the sayin' goes. If you turn out to be a scalawag, I'll never trust my eyes ag'in." The young man laughed. "In any case, you are very good to have taken me in for the night, and I shall not forget your trust or your hospitality.

He put out his friendly hand and led her to a chair. "Now, Mrs. Richie," he said in his comforting voice, "sit down here, and get your breath. There's nothing the matter with that scalawag, I assure you. Has he been making himself a nuisance? I'll kick him!"

From a wedding to a funeral was the natural evolution of a surplice, but this time it did not appear in its customary role. Instead of adorning a minister, it clad the corpse. Mrs. Hudgers's only son, a scalawag, who had been a constant drain on his mother's small stipend, was taken ill and died, to the discreetly disguised relief of the neighborhood.

"One-fifty-two's late, as usual," he called. "That young scalawag hasn't turned up, either. Guess he's going to keep still till the last minute and figure on getting away with a dash. The girl's in the waiting-room." "I'm surprised you're not in there looking in her suitcase for the young reprobate," said Mr. Davis with thinly veiled sarcasm. "What happened? Did Carl order you out?"