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Updated: June 1, 2025
When it came time to go to bed, one man said to me, 'Now, sonny, don't make any attempt to get away, and don't move out of your bed without warning us, for you'll be shot as sure as you do. We won't harm a hair on your head if you're telling us the truth; only do as you're told, for we'll watch you.
"Why, I think so, sonny," replied the old man, beginning to fumble in his various pockets, and then, to the indescribable surprise of his audience, to remove what they did not know, and could not have imagined, were the souvenirs from his previous wanderings.
I went to school with Lucinda Hart." "Why should she kill a steady boarder, when the hotel has run down so and she's been so hard up for money?" demanded Sylvia. "Hang her! You'd better run along, sonny; the other customers will be waiting; and you had better not talk too much till you are sure what you are talking about."
When he seen the lilies an' the candles he thess clapped his little hands, an' time the folks commenced answerin' back he was tickled all but to death, an' started answerin' hisself on'y, of co'se he'd answer sort o' hit an' miss. I see then thet Sonny was a natu'al-born 'Piscopal, an' we might ez well make up our minds to it an' I told HER so, too. They say some is born so.
They're moorin' him in Stall Five, right now. How about those two soft dollars? Hey?" "You earned 'em, O. K.," grinned Higham. "Here you are. Two, count 'em, two. And now, chase along, sonny. I'm busy." He turned to a large bowl in which he had been mixing the contents of three or four bottles. And the boy saw his fingers were fiery red.
I was gwine ter turn them hosses over to the Confed'rate government they need hoss-flesh." "You were going to do nothing of the kind. You are not a soldier, you are a common thief." "Now, don't be hard on me, sonny. I fit on the right side, I did," drawled the guerrilla anxiously. "You fought only for your own good." "Taint so, sonny; I fit fer the glorious Stars an' Bars.
Isley put down his slate, and going to the shaft dropped the bucket down as far as the slack rope reached; then, placing one hand on the bole of the windlass and holding the other against it underneath, he let it slip round between his palms until the bucket reached bottom. A sound of shovelling was heard for a few moments, and presently the voice cried, "Wind away, sonny."
That ain't my idea of Gawd. But then I ain't got religion." "Still the same old pagan," laughed Paul. "No, not the same, sonny," said Barney Bill, holding up his knife, which supported a morsel of cheese. "Old. Rheumaticky. Got to live in a 'ouse when it rains me who never keered whether I was baked to a cinder or wet through! I ain't a pagan no more. I'm a crock."
Jake turned aside to shut the window in preparation for departure. "Well, sonny," he said in a marked drawl, "I guess I mean just that. If you aren't sharp enough to draw your own conclusions, that's none of my business." He turned round and looked at Bunny with absolute directness. "And that other proposition of mine, did I understand you to fall in with it?" "Chuck racing for a year, you mean?"
"What do you think you can do, sonny?" "Anything," said Chester sturdily. "I'm used to work." "He's right," whispered Clemantiny aside. "He's smart as a steel trap. But just you keep an eye on him all the same, Martin." Chester soon proved his mettle in the harvest field. In the brisk three weeks that followed, even Clemantiny had to admit that he earned every cent of his wages.
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