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Updated: June 21, 2025
The sun the inventors walked under the glowin' sun of prophecy and foreknowledge always casts such shadders, some as our sun duz, only blacker.
The soul of the painter has projected itself thrugh the august glooms." "Don't see it," sez I. "Them shadders want glazin and the middletints is no whur. The creteck regarded me With Contemptoous indignashun. "Hullo!" sed I next, "whose been and stolen a signboard, and stuck it up in this refined society?" "To what do you defer?" sez he, still very fridgid.
"Mind how pretty it is mind the shadders on the ridge yon and them white barns. Mind the big creek there by the kivered bridge ain't it gleamin' cheerful? There's no place like our walley." It was dark when I reached home. Opening the door, I groped my way across the room till I found the lamp and lighted it. Then I sat down a minute to think.
Miss Meechim come and sot down by me, but she seemed to me like a furiner; I wuz dwellin' in a fur off realm Miss Meechim had never stepped her foot in, the realm of Wedded Love and Pardner Reminiscences. What did Miss Meechim know of that hallowed clime? What did she know of the grief that wrung my heart? Men wuz to her like shadders; her heart spoke another language.
"Not a damn bit," replied Jake Brewer, "don't need it now. Keep the bait cars a floatin' to blind the eyes of some guy that might be a rubberin'. They don't know a minnie from a whale, those city coves don't." "Ain't that Orn's boat comin' under the shadders of the trees?" queried Longman, rising to his feet and wiping his long jack-knife on his blue-jeans breeches.
There wasn't a sound neither; not the least little thing; jus' them shadders; an' the harder yous'd look at 'em the more they seemed ter move. It was cold, too, like I told yer bitin' cold an' me an' Buck squatted there tight together an' mos' friz. We waited, an' we waited, an' we waited, an' we got skeerder, an' skeerder, an' skeerder, an', gee! how we shivered!
You don't believe no such piece o' nonsense? But there, I've asked ye times enough before." "They'd got shadders enough, poor creatur's," said Mrs. Downs with reserve. "Wasn't no kind o' need to make 'em up no spooks, as I know on. Well, here's these young folks a-startin'; I wish 'em well, I'm sure. She likes him with his one hand better than most gals likes them as has a good sound pair.
Then his expression altered suddenly from doubt, and something else more indefinite, to a pretty grim look of determination. He spoke. "I'm blimed," he said, "ef I don't tike er piy-diy out of 'er, shadders or no shadders." I looked at him, with astonishment. "What's it got to do with your getting a pay-day out of her?" I asked. He nodded his head, with a sort of stolid resolution.
White as a ghost's, sirs; an' her dull-lookin', big black eyes, that stared at us, yet didn't seem ter see nothin'. "Wa-all, that's the way the leetle one looked when she stepped out of the shadders. Mirandy was totin' water from the spring yonder, an' when she see her she jest dropped the bucket an' screamed thought it was a spook, yer know.
A-showin', plain as nobody less gifted than she could, jest how primitive wimmen used to be. Opposite, on the south side, is a companion piece by Miss Cassette, of Paris, called Modern Wimmen, and a-showin' up first rate how fur wimmen have emerged from the shadders of the past.
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