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'Sposin it had been your wife, or your leetle gal. You'd hev done the same's I done, wouldn't ye?" Thayor breathed heavily. "Wouldn't ye?" insisted Dinsmore. "He ruined her, body and soul he stole her, I tell ye; he warn't satisfied with that he got her to drinkin'. Wouldn't ye a-killed him, Mr. Thayor?" Thayor's eyes sought the shadows between the pines; for an instant he did not reply.
"Verdic'? Why, fellers," retorted Jim's advocate, "whar's the use of a fool verdic'? 'Sposin' we fellers was goin' to be verdicked? This is a time for us fellers to stan' together, shua'. I'll tell you what le's do; le's all slip off inter th' brush, cotch our hosses an' pull our freight fer home.
Coming very close to me she half whispered: 'In three days I think it; old woman dead tell me when she dying that "'sposin" she can send 'em rain, she send 'im three days when her Yowee bulleerul spirit breath go long Oobi Oobi. Beemunny died on Wednesday night. On Saturday when we went to bed the skies were as cloudless as they had been for weeks.
Miss Charnick wuz a believer, but not to the extent that Joe was. For Jenette asked her if she should stop sewin', not sposin' that she would need the dresses, specially the four calico ones, and the parasol in case of the world's endin'.
the END of Nettie Herbert." "Oh, dear me!" she sighed, when she had finished, "I am tired of writin' books; Dumps, sposin' you make up 'bout the 'Bad Little Girl, an' I'll write it down jes like you tell me." "All right," assented Dumps, once more leaving her dolls, and coming to the table.
Miss Charnick wuz a believer, but not to the extent that Joe was. For Jenette asked her if she should stop sewin', not sposin' that she would need the dresses, specially the four calico ones, and the parasol in case of the world's endin'.
There's ben preachers along here afore, an' a few 'ud go eout o' curiosity, an' some to make a disturbance an' sech, an' it never 'meounts to anything, no heow. Then sposin we haint dun jest as we'd oughter, who'se gin yeou the right tew twit us on it?"
"'Tain't no case for the law, 'sposin' her folks don't like it; an' I'll wager they do." "You old lunatic," said the policeman, "what are you encouragin' of her for? Who ever saw a little lady like that sellin' peanuts in the streets! I ain't goin' to allow it nohow; it's drawin' a crowd; and, as to the law, she nor you ain't any right to be sellin' 'em here without a license.
He gets his bread on Sunday if any man does. But they do say as how, when he sees Tess a comin' along, he scoots like a jack-rabbit." "Sposin' the Dominie don't laugh now, sposin' he don't," put in Longman with a chuckle, "he air lost the ten warts, ain't he? Tess ain't the worst in this here county."
"Sposin' we 'journ this," said Charlie the peace-maker, remembering the rule for "doing things" in meetings. "Yes," exclaimed Sid, "and until we get a real sword each one can chalk a sword on his pants." "Hurrah!" sang out Gov. Grimes, and each one, happy in the thought that he could have a sword as speedily as his neighbor, cheered lustily.
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