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"So your chickens come home to roost, Professor," said the stranger, in a half-voice. "Impossible," declared the Professor, addressing the Hardscrabbler. "You misunderstood him." "They took my woman away. They took her to the 'sylum." Foreboding peril, the people nearest the uncouth visitor had drawn away.

I've struck, I have! You can't hold nobody responserble but me an' Barnacle." "The gal's crazy!" squalled the sheriff, going rapidly backward, for the dog and Liz were advancing. "Well, you won't shet me up in no 'sylum," declared Liz, grimly. "But ye may send me ter the penitentiary." "Did you ever hear the like?" gasped Lil, clinging to Nellie and Jess. "That girl's mad."

"Looky here, mister!" said the Superior Being, after a while. "I wouldn't naow, ef I was you!" "Wouldn't what?" "Wouldn't fetch no sich notions into this ked'ntry. Can't afford tew. 'Taint no land of idees. It's the ked'ntry of corner lots. Idees is in the way don't pay no interest. Haint had time to build a 'sylum fer people with idees yet, in this territory.

"Seems to me we better sen' this Greaser off to the States, put him in a 'sylum, er somethin'." "Yes," said the tall Texan; "and I like to know ef that ain't a blame sight worse'n hangin' a man?" "That's so," assented several voices. And indeed to these men, born and bred in the free life of the range, the thought of captivity was more repugnant than the thought of death.

Hardie, peevishly: "go on: you went to the magistrates, and what then?" Maxley looked up, and seemed to recover the thread: "Why they said 'no, they couldn't send me to the 'sylum, not from home: I must be a pauper first. So then my neighbours they said I had better come to you." And down went his head again. "Well, but," said Mr.

I wasn' bad all the time, I must tell you, sir; but 'tis only lately my mem'ry would work any further back 'n the wreck o' the barque. Everything seemed to begin an' end wi' that. 'Tis about a year back that some visitors came to the 'sylum. There was a lady in the party, an' something in her face, when she spoke to me, put me in mind o' Na'mi, an' I remembered I was a married man.

"If so be people from the 'sylum was to look for you, you wouldn't want to go back thar, would you?" "Oh, no! I'd much rather stay here," answered Anne. "Bless your heart! and so you shall," exclaimed Mrs. Collins. "I'll trim your hair and part it on the side and call you my niece Polly. And can't nobody find out who you are and drag you back to that 'sylum. You shall stay here forever."

And he went back to his pallet on the floor. When the rescuers reached the ground the Superior Being delivered himself of some very sulphurous oaths, intended to express his abhorrence of "idees." "There's that air blamed etarnal infarnal nateral born eejiot'll die in Stillwater penitensh'ry jest fer idees. Orter go to a 'sylum." But the Poet went off dejectedly to his lone cabin on the prairie.

"And now that I am blind, mamma, you are so kind, I s'pose you'll feed me with a spoon." "You will surely be taken care of, dear, as long as your eyes are in this state." "But shan't I be always blind?" "No, indeed, child; you will be quite well in a day or two." "O, I'm so glad, mamma. I was thinking I shouldn't ever go to school, and should have to be sent to the 'Sylum."

Been down in a coal mine, Prudy never'd dare to. Had a jigger cut out of my side. Been to the 'Sylum. One of the conductors said, 'That's a fine little daughter of yours, sir. I heard him. Aunt 'Ria washed all those grease-spots out of my dress, and I had on a clean ruffle. And then, just 'cause I couldn't say coker-whacker "