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Updated: June 29, 2025
'You'll make me feel wicked and guilty in going to this dinner. 'No! said Bessy. 'Some's pre-elected to sumptuous feasts, and purple and fine linen, may be yo're one on 'em. Others toil and moil all their lives long and the very dogs are not pitiful in our days, as they were in the days of Lazarus.
We're none of us perfect, that's certain; but it's no harm to say that some's more and some's not so perfect as others. There's a difference in sin, Brother Cross, I'm a thinking, and I'd like you to explain why, and what's the difference.
An' if some is ragged or dirty, that's 'cause they don't have clothes an' spigots handy, an' some's afraid o' takin' cold, like the tailor man. Some of us lives two er three families in a room, but but that's them. Me an' you don't. We have a hull house. Why, me an' you is sort of rich, seems if, and It's that big shiny-hatted man makes you talk so queer, grandpa darlin', an' I hate him.
Joan'll be a wummon 'fore us can look round, mother." "Iss an' a fine an' lazy wummon tu. I wish you could make her work like what Mary does up Drift." "Well, I dunnaw. You see there's all sorts of girls, same as plants an' 'osses an' cetera. Some's for work, some's for shaw. You 'specks a flower to be purty, but you doan't blame a 'tater plant 'cause 'e ed'n particular butivul.
"Yes, Master Fred, I went and had a mug o' cider down in the village last night, poor winegar wee sort o' stuff three apples to a bucket o' water such as my brother Nat makes up at the Hall; and there they all were talking about it. People all taking sides all over England. Some's Cavaliers and some's Roundheads, so they say, and one party's for the king, and the other isn't.
"Ever think how many kinds of water they was?" queried Sundown. "Some is jest water; then they's some got a taste; then some's jest wet, but this here is fine! Felt like jumpin' in and drinkin' from the bottom up when I lit here. Where do you live?" "On the Concho, thirty miles south." "Any towns in between?" Corliss smiled. "No, there isn't a fence or a house from here to the ranch." "Gee Gosh!
T'others would be too soft. Look, sir; don't lose none of it. You may never have such a chance again. Yes; there, they've got the ladder up once more, and some's holding it while the others goes up. Yes. Huzza! they'll do it now. No. If they haven't overturned it again." "Yes," said Fred, sadly, and yet unable to help feeling pleased, so thoroughly were his sympathies on both sides.
Some's used for foundations and some for roofing and some for inside fancy work and some for outside wall. And some's used for the rubbish heap. But all's used. They do what they've got to do. I was a great hand at worrying what I was going to be used for. But I don't bother about it any more." He began to pour the griddle cake dough.
"It is an ingenious device," said the preacher, throwing his exhausted form on a heap of pine branches which lay in a corner. "Who invented it your husband?" "No; it was Leetil Tim," returned the girl, with a low musical laugh. "Big Tim says hims fadder be great at 'ventions. He 'vent many t'ings. Some's good, some's bad, an' some's funny."
It's like a family of childer some's big and some's little. But there they are in the ground, and all you have to do is to take a fark and dig a potful of them with a turn of your wrist, as many a time I've done it in the ould days." "Why didn't we do that?" asked Dick. "Do what?" asked Mr Button. "Plant some of the potatoes." "And where'd we have found the spade to plant them with?"
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