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Updated: June 21, 2025
"If ever you are out of work again, come to me and I will let you stay here as long as you please." "T'ank you, Cap'n Putnam, I'll remember dat. But I dun lub de Robers, ain't no use ter talk, an' so long as da wants me to stay by 'em, why dat's whar you will find Aleck Pop, yes, sah!" And he bobbed his head to emphasize his words. "I do not blame you for sticking by them," answered the captain.
"You never thanked me for picking you up from the ground," said the stranger to the little girl. Four year old Daisy turned up her eyes to his face. "I wor so busy," she apologized. "T'ank 'ou now." The light on her face, her very expression, caused this rough-looking man's heart to beat strangely. He held out his hand. Daisy put her soft little palm into his. "Come and sit on my knee," he said.
If ever you see one angry old rascal! He not even stop for say: 'T'ank you for save me from be drown' dead in the culbute! He's run for his house an' he's put on dry clo'es, an' he's go up to de magistrate first ting for learn me an' Alphonsine one big lesson. "But de magistrate hain' ver' bad magistrate. He's only laugh an' he's say:
"Don' Miss Chan'ler look sweet," whispered the little girls to one another, devouring her beauty with sparkling eyes, their lips parted over a wealth of ivory. "De Lawd will bress dat chile," said one old woman, in soliloquy. "I t'ank de good Marster I 's libbed ter see dis day." Even envy could not hide its noisome head: a pretty quadroon whispered to her neighbor:
"My mudder, she was good woman. I am glad she did not lif to know what Fadette do." His eyes drank her in for a minute, then he said: "I go sleep now, t'ank you till moontime." In a moment his deep breathing filled the room, the only sound save for the fire within and the frost outside. Time went on. The night deepened.
De Frenchies dey grind dere teeth and spit de fire. But de Henglish laugh at demdey are safe. 'Frien' of my heart, say de hofficier to mon onc' 'Lias, 'pilot of pilots, he say, 'in de name of our greshus King I t'ank you A bi'tot, good-bye! he say. 'Tres-ba, mon onc' 'Lias he say den, 'I will go to my privator. 'You will go to de shore, say de hofficier.
We both believe that nobody but Berry Lawson could do that, and are very glad to see you." Mollie smiled assent. "T'ank ye, sah. Much obleeged fer de compliment. Hope I see yer well, an' Miss Mollie de same.
De Frenchies dey grind dere teeth and spit de fire. But de Henglish laugh at demdey are safe. 'Frien' of my heart, say de hofficier to mon onc' 'Lias, 'pilot of pilots, he say, 'in de name of our greshus King I t'ank you A bi'tot, good-bye! he say. 'Tres-ba, mon onc' 'Lias he say den, 'I will go to my privator. 'You will go to de shore, say de hofficier.
"De waitresses am busy, a-flyin' eroun' wid de side dishes, an' Mis' Colby, she serbs at her side ob de table, w'en Mars' Colby, he get up tuh carve. "'Wot paht ob de goose is yo' mos' fon' of, Miss Lee? he say to de young lady on hes right han', monst'ous perlite lak. "'I'd lak' a slice ob de laig, Cunnel, she say; 't'ank yo'." Uncle Rufus was surely enjoying himself.
And this compliment tickled the colored man greatly. "T'ank yo' Miss Dora," he answered. "But I don't want to be no chef in a hotel. All I wants to do is to stay wid de Rober boys so long as I lib." During the afternoon the boys tried their hands at fishing and caught quite a mess. By four o'clock Pleasant Hills was reached and they tied up in a convenient spot. All of the girls and Mrs.
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