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"What did I tell you sound as a bell no kinsumption among the Sprigginses." This and corresponding remarks fell from the lips of Moses as the papers were being filled. Silence was the order for a few moments when our friend rising quickly to his feet exclaimed: "But, hold on, here's sumthin' I've not seen afore. Is it part of the agreement?" Mr. Spriggins then drew attention to the motto
If it don't suit my case to a tee not for myself but others well, there is just one mistake in it. I would say not for myself but mine." Mr. Spriggins directed his remarks to the follower of Aeculapius with an air of importance, and then began a vigorous onslaught on the pronunciation of the foreign words. "And that's Latin. Well, I never had such liken' for Latin afore.
Spriggins evidently meant what she said if one could judge from her vehemence, her snapping eyes and sharp tongue. "Don't be skeered of me a flirtin' mother, I'll stick to Melindy while there's a button to my coat," said Moses trying hard to look very dignified. "Well, what is all of 'em letters about?" "What letters mother?" queried Moses, with the evident delight of extorting a confession.
Look into the counting-rooms, the offices, the libraries aye, even the brilliantly-illuminated parlors and you will in each find your answer. But we must turn to our legal friend. As Mr. Spriggins surmised, it was court week, and a very busy one for Mr. Lawson. Brighter prospects were now in store. Prosperity had dawned upon the untiring student, and he looked forward with encouraging hopes.
"Oh, indeed sir, I'm posted on such affairs. When I want a pard'ner I know mighty well where to go none of yer peeaner players for me give me the girl that can make butter and boil a pot of tatters without havin' em all rags and mush." Mr. Spriggins became more and more eloquent upon the necessary qualifications of the future Mrs.
Jim Spriggins goes without any coaxin' and if it w'ant that I can't get away from Melindy I'd go too." "Your brother volunteered, I suppose," ventured Mrs. Arnold, with an air of interest. "Indeed he did, ma'am, he and another fellar from the Crossin', and I brought 'em down." Mr.
"Indeed, she will not know what they are until brother Phillip and I go out to Mill Crossing." Lottie took her departure and Marguerite once more sought her father's room to take her place beside his bed. "Spriggins, did you say, papa?" "Yes, child I want the paper." "Which paper, papa can I get it for you?"
Between eulogizing and soliloquizing Moses' morning wore into evening and having hitched up the old mare he set off for the post office a spot doubly endeared to him since Melindy Jane Thrasher went to service, since which time there regularly arrived every Monday evening a suspicious letter addressed: MR. MOSES SPRIGGINS, Mill Crossin', Kings County, N. B. In haste.
"Most young spriggins I take into MY business," said Lightener, "think a whole day's experience equips them to take hold and make the whole thing over.... They can show me where I'm all wrong." Bonbright smiled, not happily. He was not accustomed to this sort of humor, and did not know how to respond to it. "It was so big," he said.
"I'd like to see you, Mose Spriggins, forgit yourself in such a manner it would be the last time you would act so in my presence," returned Melindy Jane in simply bewitching tones and more bewitching gestures. "Well, just you wait till we get back to Sunflower Dale." "'Sunflower', a nice name to be callin' our place. I wish that Mrs.
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