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Brimberly, "we 'ave enough port in our cellars to drownd every sorrer an' care in Noo York City. I'm proud of our port, sir, and I'm reckoned a bit of a connysoor " "Ah, it takes a eddicated palate to appreciate good port!" nodded Mr. Jenkins loftily, "a eddicated palate what?" "Cert'nly!" added Mr.
"De days go by like de shadow on do heart, Wid sorrer, wha' all wuz so bright; De time am come when do darkies hab to part Den, my ole Kaintucky home, good night." Sandy's arm was against the grating and his head was bowed upon it. Through all the hours of trial one image had sustained him.
Yes, Joe, the street an' me's old pals. We've seen one another in sickness an' sorrer an' joy an' jollification, an' it 'ud be a poor job ter part us now. Funny, ain't it? This street is more like a 'uman bein' ter me than plenty I know. Yer see, I can't read the paper, an' see 'oo's bin married and murdered through the week, bein' no scholar, but I can read Cardigan Street like a book.
Any one as stares at the moon when 'e might be doin' summ'at better is a fool, as great a fool as any man as stares at a Eve, for a Eve never brought any man nothin' but trouble and sorrer, and never will, no'ow? Don't frown, young cove, nor shake your 'ead, for it's true; wot's caused more sorrer an' blood than them Eves? Blood? ah! rivers of it!
An' we'll nurver mo' sorrer an' nurver mo' roam Lead, dear Lord, lead on! An' we'll meet wid de lam's dat's gohn on befo' An' we lie in de shade ob de good shepherd's do', An' he'll wipe away all ob our tears as dey flow Lead, dear Lord, lead on! "Do you know that voice, Eph?" cried the man in front to his body servant.
We backs the 'orse-soldier to win, and, if he do, we drinks a gallon between us. If 'e don't, we drinks two fer to console 'im, an' drahn sorrer, wot?" "So it are, Will'm," agreed Henery. "Then we wins either way! You got a 'ead fer logger-rhythms. Oughter been a bloomin' bookie. They 'as to be big an' ugly " "Seconds out of the Ring," called the referee, and a hush fell upon the excited throng.
The trouble an' loss o' Joan aged en cruel, an' the floods has brot things to a close pass. 'Twas the harder for en 'cause all looked so more'n common healthy an' promisin' right up to the rain. But he's got the faith as moves mountains; he do knaw that sorrer ban't sent for nort." "An' you? I wonder I'm bowldacious 'nough to look 'e in the faace, but sorrer's not forgot me neither."
You sez you be a worm twenty times a day, an' yet you'm proud enough for Satan hisself purty nigh. If you'm a worm, why doan't 'e act like a worm an' be humble-minded? 'Tis the lil childern gets into heaven. You'm stiff-necked, Michael Tregenza. I sez it respectful an' in sorrer; but 'tis true."
"'You're lyin', says I, 'an' you know you're lyin'. You allers told me you had three. "'I was speakin' of those by my first wife, says he. 'My other wives all left one apiece. Ain't I never told you about 'em? I thought I had, he went on, speakin' quick, 'but if I haven't, it 's because your beauty has made me forget all the pain an' sorrer of the past.
When John looked into heaven he saw gold streets and gates of pearl, but he don't say anything about gyardens. I like what he says about no sorrer, nor cryin', nor pain, and God wipin' away all tears from their eyes. That's pure comfort.
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