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Updated: June 29, 2025
Be the powers, but it's the foinest runnin' Oi 've sane fer a whoile. Saints aloive! but wud ye moind thim legs! 'Twas a kangaroo, begorry, an' not a monkey he come from, or Oi 'm a loiar. Go it, Swanny, ould bye! Howly St. Patrick! but he 'll be out o' the State afore dhark, if he only kapes it up. It 's money Oi 'm bettin' on the Swade!"
But 'twas that there gal stayin' at Cap'n Abe's. Ye had her out with ye, eh?" "Miss Grayling? Certainly." "She's some gal, even if she is city bred," was the lightkeeper's enthusiastic observation. "An' quick! My soul! Ye'd ought to seen her kick off her skirt an' shoes an' dive after ye! I swanny, she was a sight!" "I should think she would have been!" gasped Miss Louder with some scorn.
Spackles. "I swanny!" said Old Man Bogle. "What d'you figger Scattergood wanted of that ol' coot?" demanded Old Man Peterson. "Somethin' deep," hazarded Old Man Bogle. "I always did hold Spackles was a brainy cuss. Hain't he 'most as good a checker player as I be? What gits me, though, is how Scattergood come to pick him instid of me."
"I'll allow the new Starr in our local sky to keep you away from euchre," the Squire grumbled, "but I swanny if I'll let your interest in astronomy, all of a sudden, keep you away from the hot vittles you need. You come along with me to the house." "Squire, I can't lock the vault yet awhile. I don't want to leave things as they are. I must not."
Who will ever forget the exercises in the hall, when the "Suwanee River" was sung by minstrels, to a set of tableaux representing the "old folks" at their cabin door, "playin' wid my brudder" as a game of stick-knife, and the "Swanny" River itself by a frieze of white pasteboard swans in the background?
That enemy is himself, and self-forgiveness is the most difficult, as it is the last to obtain." "That may be all so, but I'd a given him some, I swanny, if I had a ketched him in my grainery," said Colwell. "I never see it in Fabens's light afore," interrupted Teezle. "Nor I," "nor I," added others; and the discussion ended.
"I knowed that, all right. Sna-a-ap! she went again, and I begun to go down. "I swanny! but that was a warm time for me, Miss it sure was. There was that ol' she b'ar with her mouth as wide open as a church door or, so it looked to Jerry Todd. They say a feller that's drowndin' thinks over all his hull endurin' life when he's goin' down. I believe it. Sure I do.
Is this here the gal?" cried the other, in immense surprise. "I swanny!" "Yep. She's all right. I'll go back," said the rattlesnake man, without further ado, turning in his tracks. "Oh, sir!" cried Ruth. "I'm so much obliged to you." But the hermit slipped away on his snowshoes and in less than a minute was out of sight. Then Ruth looked around suddenly for Fred Hatfield.
"I don't know, sir," repeated Swan, still raking peaceably. "He cannot be very far off, Swanny," said Brandon, "we saw him up the poplar-tree not a quarter of an hour ago." "Ay, sir, I shouldn't wonder," said Swan carelessly. "Bless you, whether their folks air rich or poor, they never think at that age what it costs to clothe 'em.
"Shipped before the mast?" exploded Cap'n Joab. "Well," Cap'n Amazon returned sensibly, "if you were skipper about where would you expect a lubber like Abe Silt to fit into your crew?" "I swanny, that's so!" agreed Cap'n Joab. "But it's goin' to be hard lines for a man of his years and no experience." Cap'n Amazon sniffed.
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