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Updated: May 14, 2025
"You'se pinter dar's been kin ob scrugin up agin me, an he neber do dat befo'. Now he's right twixt you'se legs es if he was feerd on someting." George caressed the dog, and said: "What's up, old fellow?" and then was perplexed that, instead of answering him with wonted playfulness, the poor brute should begin to whine and yelp.
"One of them may have saved himself, but I am confident the other two must have been lost." "Hi, Dan!" shouted Cyd, from his position at the heel of the bowsprit. "What is it, Cyd?" "Dar's someting ober dar," added Cyd, pointing over to leeward, as he walked aft. "What is it?" "Cyd tinks it's de boat ob de slabe-hunters." "Perhaps it is," said Dan, musing.
And the little stranger put his arm through Jimmie's "You come vit me, quick! I show you someting, tovarish!" They threaded the dark streets till they came to a row of working-men's hovels, made of logs, the cracks stuffed with mud and straw places in which an American farmer would not have thought it proper to keep his cattle.
"I'll I'll be all right to-morrow, sure surest thing you know, and and I'll take you down myself, with old old Maigan." "Please hurry back to your house and tell your mother to come over as soon as she can," Madge told the child. "Perhaps your father could go. I didn't think of it at first." "Now you spik' lak' you know someting," said the girl, with refreshing frankness. "I 'urry all right.
"How often I tole you, Unc., dat I heard ole Missus say herself dat plantation was all trompl'd in de groun' an' what was lef' was took fer taxes." "I forgits," remarked Uncle Sheba, his eyes growing heavy in his lack of interest; "but ole Marse Wallingford mus' hab lef' de widder ob his son someting." "Now look heah, Unc., you'se haf asleep.
"Dat man-o'-war, Massa Easy what de debbil we do for colour? must hoist someting." Mesty ran down below; he recollected that there was a very gay petticoat, which had been left by the old lady who was in the vessel when they captured her. It was of green silk, with yellow and blue flowers, but very faded, having probably been in the Don's family for a century.
Wesley kept yelpin' that whoever mentioned a lady's name in a public place was a pup, and of course I didn't want to hit him for that; a boy's got a reg'lar instinct for tryin' to make out he's on the right side in a scrap, and he'll always try to do something, or say something, or he'll get the other boy to say someting to make it look as if the other boy was in the wrong and began the trouble.
"Dat am someting like," the black said, looking with delight at the liberal allowance. "Me drink him de last ting at night, den me go to sleep and no one 'spect nuffin'. Whereber you get dat spirit?" "Neber you mind, Sam!" Tony said with a grin. "Dar's more where dat comes from, and maybe you will get anoder taste ob it."
"Ob cose it's got money in it," Jeff reasoned. "Nuffin else 'ud be done up to tight and strong. I'se woan open it jes' yet, feared de missus or de colored boys 'spec' someting. Ki! I isn't a-gwine ter be tied up, an' hab dat box whip out in me. I'll tink how I kin hide an' spen' de money kine of slowcution like."
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