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"Honest enough, sho'ly, but they ain't in yo' all's set. Now I know quality folks, an' when I sot eyes on yo' all, I like fo' to throwed a fit. Huh! 'Ristocrats ain' no business hoppin' along in a boat like this. I go fo' to know 'ristocrats when I sees 'em. I was a pantry man in a Suezer." "But this isn't any tea-party to which the crew are invited." "Huh! Don' yo' go fo' to fool yo' self."
"How is he?" asked Little Joe Otter. "Po'ly, he sho'ly is po'ly," replied Unc' Billy Possum, shaking his head soberly. Then Unc' Billy told Billy Mink and Little Joe Otter how Reddy Fox was so stiff and sore and sick that he couldn't get anything to eat for himself, and how old Granny Fox had lost a chicken which she had caught for him.
Dis yere old Eve, she " "Still I am greatly relieved to know that she is in town and not out on the farm. It is a relief, isn't it, Zachariah?" "Yas, suh, hit sho'ly am." They progressed slowly up a long hill and came to an extensive clearing, over which perhaps half a dozen farmhouses were scattered.
"But you-all sho'ly will hab 'em for breakfast, dat you will, you suttinly will. But you see huccum I jes' didn't hab de proper contraptions unpacked for 'em to-night." "That's all right, Maria," said Mr. Rose, good-naturedly; "we don't mind what we have to-night. To-morrow we'll get a good fair start. Sit down, children, we'll manage to make out a supper."
Ah done foun' dat was de name ob a gemmun in yo' pahty dat wasn't wid yo'. Truax do as well as any odder name yah! Now, Ah's gwine leab yo' heah t' git a sleep. Ah'll toss down some blankets. 'Pose yo'se'f and gwine ter sleep, honey. Don't try to clim' up outer dat, or dem dawgs'll sho'ly jump down at yo'. Keep quiet, an' go ter sleep, an' de dawgs done lay heah an' jest watch.
The Lawd will pahvide whethah it's a burnt offerin' or a meal's vittles. He sho'ly will." Lloyd crept away frightened. It seemed such an awful thing to see her mother cry. All at once her bright, happy world had changed to such a strange, uncertain place. She felt as if all sorts of terrible things were about to happen.
"We want to learn, because we're going to make a cake to send to the fair, for the prize contest." "Prize contes'! What's dat?" "Why, they give a prize for the best cake sent in." "All right, den. Leab it all to me. I'll sho'ly make a cake what'll catch dat prize. You all shoo out ob here now." "No, no, Maria, you don't understand," and Dolly began to explain. "We must make the cakes ourselves.
The woman looked keenly at her. "What yo' name?" she said. "My name's Patsy Ann Meriweather." "An' is yo' got a step-mothah?" "No," said Patsy Ann, "I ain' got none now, but I's sut'ny 'spectin' one." "What you know 'bout step-mothahs, honey?" "Mis' Gibson tol' me. Dey sho'ly is awful, missus, awful." "Mis' Gibson ain' tol' you right, honey. You come in hyeah and set down.
"What good can you do staying here?" argued Fraser. "They want you, not me. With you gone, I'll slip away or come to terms with them. They haven't a thing against me." "That's right," agreed the older man, rubbing his stubbly beard with his hand. "That's sho'ly right." "But they might get you before they understood," Arlie urged.
In open-mouthed wonder, the porter listened to the conversation between Bob and the official of the railway, and when the note had been written, and was read aloud by the latter, the darky exclaimed: "Mistah Bob, you sho'ly am kind.
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