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Updated: June 20, 2025
"'Thank you very much, she says to me, like ice water. 'When we need your help, we'll be sure to let you know but at present, she says, 'we couldn't think of troubling you. And then, by granny! she turns right around and smiles up at me he-he! Made me feel like somebody'd tickled m' ear with a spear of hay when I was asleep, by granny!
After the usual preliminaries the judge inquired: "Why did you hit this man?" "Jedge, he called me a damn black rascal." "Well, you are one, aren't you?" "Yessah, I is one. But, Jedge, s'pose somebody'd call you a damn black rascal, wouldn't you hit 'em?" "But I'm not one, am I?" "Naw, sah, naw, sah, you ain't one; but s'pose somebody'd call you de kind o' rascal you is, what'd you do?"
Soon as the doctor goes I'll change my clothes. You can't get out without being seen but I'll hide right there in the building till it closes and then get down the fire-escape." "I guess somebody'd see you go down and a policeman would get you." "I guess they wouldn't. I wouldn't try till late at night when there wasn't anybody around.
'My poor boy! cried Polly, 'father didn't mean anything. 'If father didn't mean anything, blubbered the injured Grinder, 'why did he go and say anything, mother? Nobody thinks half so bad of me as my own father does. What a unnatural thing! I wish somebody'd take and chop my head off. Father wouldn't mind doing it, I believe, and I'd much rather he did that than t'other.
And what's any of those counsellors, sharp, and fine, and knowing as they look, with their tails and their powder, what are they to know about the matter, except what somebody'd have to tell 'em first? I tell you, I saw it, I did it, and so there needs no twice telling of the story." "But are you going to produce evidence?" inquired the counsel for the other side. "Evidence? to be sure I am.
So Tusky and I lived alone there together, happy as ducks in Arizona. About onc't in a month somebody'd pike along the road. She wasn't much of a road, generally more chuckholes than bumps, though sometimes it was the other way around.
"I wish somebody'd took a photograph of him. I'll bet you could sell 'em round town for curiosities. Well, I can't be standin' here." "If you're going home I'll go along with you. I may as well be getting down toward the station. The excitement is about over." "I ain't goin' right home, Mr. Hazeltine. I've got an errand to do. Prob'ly I'll be goin' pretty soon, though." "Oh, all right!
I knew this correspondence-school business had become a mighty profitable game makes suburban real-estate look like two cents! but I didn't realize it'd got to be such a reg'lar key-industry! Must rank right up with groceries and movies. Always figured somebody'd come along with the brains to not leave education to a lot of bookworms and impractical theorists but make a big thing out of it.
If you looked up at the sky, your eyes were shut with a snap as if somebody'd shot them. If you looked in under the trees, you could see the icicles a minute, and the purple shadows. If you looked straight ahead, you couldn't see a thing. By and by I thought I had dropped the reins, I looked at my hands, and there I was holding them tight. I knew then that it was time to get out and walk.
"They'd have some sense," said Puss. "Likely so. Yit 'oman er man kin sliet one eye an' tell that Sis looks droopy, an' when Sis looks droopy, I know in reason sump'n' nuther ails her." "Well, goodness knows; I wish in my soul somebody'd shet one eye an' look at me," exclaimed Puss, with a touch of jealousy in her tone.
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