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"Um, that's just what I thought. That new blacksmith knows his business. That shoe's on straight. That other man never did know anything. All right, Sylvia." Mrs. Owen explained as the trim sorrels stepped off smartly toward the north that they were Estabrook stock and that she had raised them herself on her Kentucky farm, which she declared Sylvia must visit some day.
"I ain't goin' in the pung," he answered, without glancing at her. "The shoe's most off'n one o' the runners now." The Widder Poll set a pie on the table with an emphasis unconsciously embodying her sense that now, indeed, had come the time for remedies. "I dunno what you can take," she remarked, with that same foreboding liveliness. "Three on a seat, an' your bass-viol, too!"
The Mistress was keener of eye and of perception. She understood. She saw the Lad's inhalingly seeking muzzle was steady above a faint mark in the road-dust; the mark of a buckskin shoe's print. Long and carefully the dog sniffed. Then, with heavy deliberation he moved on to the next footprint and the next.
If we do His will we ain't to worry about the glory part," she emphatically affirmed. She placed the cups and saucers beside the coffee-pot and filled them. "You hit 'em hard last night, and that is exactly what's ailing them. You've been hitting 'em too hard for comfort. The shoe's pinching and they're not able to keep from showing how it hurts.
You'se 'lowance too hebby dis ebenin'. How you forgit when I tell you ober an' ober? You doan keer. Dat's de foot de shoe's on. You know ole Marse Wallingford's plantation was trompl'd in de groun' too not a stick or stone lef' by Sherman's sogers." "Well, dey sole dere fine house on Meetin' Street, an' dat mus' a brought a heap," protested Uncle Sheba, rousing himself a little.
We cannot know all about His parting with His mother, and the three days' journey to the Fords of Jordan, but we know that He came and stood with others on the banks while John preached. On this day John's words were different He had said that the Christ was coming, but to-day he said, "There standeth One among you whom ye know not, whose shoe's latchet I am not worthy to unloose."
I'll stand there fro' six in the morning till I get speech on him. But I'd liefer sweep th' streets, if paupers had na' got hold on that work. Dunna yo' hope, miss. There'll be more chance o' getting milk out of a flint. I wish yo' a very good night, and many thanks to yo'. 'You'll find your shoe's by the kitchen fire; I took them there to dry, said Margaret.
"The shoe's on the t'other foot," she cried. "It's ye that oughter be 'shamed, an' ef ye ain't, it's more shame ter ye. What hev he got ter be 'shamed of?" "'Kase," he retorted, "he war fetched up afore a court on a crim'nal offence a-cussin' afore the court!
Then, "Sure," says he, "it's the dirty pastures that you've come through, for the other shoe's as bad." So the cobbler held up his right foot, and the fairy man rubbed that with the tail of his green coat. When all was done the cobbler's feet seemed to tingle, and then to itch, and then to smart, and then to burn. And he danced till he cried out with weariness, and tried to shake the shoes off.
Still, one can't help feeling at odd moments, when the shoe's pinching awfully, that the system is not altogether a just one." "Was that a sincere wish, Val Elster?" Val wheeled round on Lady Maude, from whom the question came.
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