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'Wot you mean, you triflin' sarpint, says she, 'a fotchin' me dat apple wot ain't good fur nuffin but ter make cider wid. Den de sarpint he go fotch her a yaller apple, an' she took one bite an' den says she: 'Go 'long wid ye, you fool sarpint, wot you fotch me dat June apple wot ain't got no taste to it? Den de sarpint he think she like sumpin' sharp, an' he fotch her a green apple.
Todd got the true inwardness of the situation before he had been many days at Wesley: for the scene with the children was often repeated when court was not in session. "Fo' Gawd, Marse George, hab you had time to watch dat gemman, de jedge? Dey do say he's sumpin' great, but I tell ye he's dat lazy a fly stuck in 'lasses 'd pass him on de road." St.
I done forgot to tell ye." "What does he want, Todd?" asked St. George, dropping into his seat. "I dunno, sah said he was lookin' fo' sumpin' fo' a frien' ob his I think it was a gun an' he wanted to know what kind to buy fur him Yes, sah, dem waffles 's jes' off de fire. He 'lowed he didn't know nuffin' 'bout guns butter, sah? an' den Mister Pawson spoke up an' said he'd better ask you.
Bonnycastle, formerly Ann Jones, and give him my regards. I knew he married a lady from Maine." "I know sumpin," struck in Fly; "if ever I marry anybody, I'll marry my own brother Hollis. I mean if I don't be a ole maid!" "And what is 'a ole maid, you little witch?" "I don' know; some folks is," was the wise reply.
"Den Brer Rabbit kick up a racket, like he wer' drivin' sumpin' out, en Mr. Buzzard he rush 'roun' fer ter ketch de squir'l, en Brer Rabbit, he dash out, he did, en he des fly fer home."
The old servant Jim was now also upon the scene. "Fo' de Lawd!" said Jim. "Er new nuniform!" Fine grey cadet cloth, gold lace, silken facings, beautiful bright buttons, sash, belt, gauntlets the leaves rustled loudly, but a chuckle from Jim in the background and a murmured "Dat are sumpin' like!" was the only audible utterance.
"But it was nice to give it away, too, wasn't it, Bob?" He nodded, looking curiously up at her. "You're cryin', Auntie Ellen," he said, anxiously. "Does sumpin' hurt you?" "Nothing that ought to hurt, dear. It's too bad that being generous does hurt sometimes. But it ought not to hurt, when we have so much more than some of the others, ought it, Bob?"
Or is the poor wretch's fondness a recompense for his overburdened lot?" The baby took a fine picture. Mallston stood by a window and gazed at the large tin-type. His full lips dropped apart and his head leaned sidewise. He turned to his wife and said with a foolish expression, "If the little feller 'ud happen to drop off now we got sumpin' to remember him by."
I was down agin las' night mos' mawnin' a-listenin', an' de mistis say: 'Kin I do sumpin' to ease de pain, dear? an' he don't answer, only groan, and den I hear de bed creak, an' dat SHORT BREF COME. Pat's the sign! I knows it. In de mawnin' he'll be gone. Can't fool Malachi; I knows de signs." A gentle tap at the front door on the street sounded through the stillness.
Folks don't keep stuff like that whar he kep' it 'less it's sumpin perticler. Somebody'll find him in the woods some time with a hole in him." Holcomb laid the powder on the table. What he suspected he dared not formulate into words, let alone tell the hide-out. "I ain't never forgot ye, Billy, for what ye've done for me," continued the hide-out with a choke in his feeble voice.
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