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'Dont burn the house down! "We begged so hard that they unloosened her, but they took some of the others for refugees and some of the slaves volunteered and went off with them. "They took potatoes and all the hams they wanted, but they left our Missus, 'cause me save her life. "The Uncle what I libbed with, he was awful full of all kinds of devilment. He stole sweet taters out of the bank.
It's not often I sleep past my dinner time." "I've kep' it for you," said Mrs. Peter. "There's some baked 'taters hot in the pan, and maybe the little master and missy'd like one of their eggs." "I'm sure they would," said Tim; "a hegg and a baked 'tater's a dinner for a king. And there's the oranges for a finish up." And he skipped back merrily to announce the good news.
Look here, Soup. Now then, Taters, I'm swimming for my life." He struck out and swam drily, going through all the actions till he pretended to grow weak, threw up his hands, made believe to splash, and then let his head droop as he reached Mark's chair. "Now then," he said, "pretend to pull me into the boat."
We can eat the big ones; and, as we seem to be settled here for the rest of our days, we're going to start a garden and plant the little 'taters in that." "To be sure," said another officer; "and I say, young fellow, mind and choose one of the next teams with some milch-cows in it. I feel as if I should like to milk."
Peter put his arm around her shoulder. His face twitched. Emma said in a low voice: "I help Miss Maria wean 'im, en he bit me on de knuckles wid 'is fust toofs. Nevuh had no trouble wid 'im, 'cept to dust 'is britches wunst in a w'ile. Ah, Lawd! I sho did love dat chile! Use to rake chips for de wash-pot fire, en sit roun' en wait for ole Emma Campbell to fix 'is sweet 'taters for 'im.
Before Jenny Bell went to live with her darter I didn't know what I should dew, for the taters was gittin' pooty low. Yew know she used ter eat twenty ter a meal an' then look hungry at the platter. An' then ef old Square Ely didn't come a-drivin' up one mornin' with ten bushel in the farm wagon! He'd been savin' 'em fer us all winter fer fear we might run short in the spring.
"I lef her to clean up, an' to put de 'taters on to bile, an' to shoo de flies offen de twinses, an' I wisht you 'd look at her!" Nell Tracy, who had come down with Aunt Melvy from the big house on the hill, viewed the culprit ruefully. 'Mazin' Grace was Aunt Melvy's eighth daughter, and had been named for her mother's favorite hymn, which began "Amazing grace, how sweet the sound."
Marty's prospects of enjoying the outing, however, were nipped before he could leave the table. "Throw the chain harness on the colts, Marty," said his father. "The 'tater-patch is dry enough to put the plow in. And I'll want ye to help me." "Oh Dad! I got to help Janice get her car out. This ain't no time to plow for 'taters," declared Marty.
She, the Minneapolis girl, had not been much awed by the railroad ties nor the Arch, but now she tramped proudly beside the man who could catch gophers, till Carl inquired: "Are you gettin' awful hungry? It's a'most supper-time." "Yes, I am hungry," trustingly. "I'm going to go and swipe some 'taters. I guess maybe there's a farm-house over there. I see a chimbly beyond the slough. You stay here."
He likes to use its fur, also, for braiding his locks into those long plaits which delight his soul; but the lively little rodents are pretty safe from all human foes, even one with a Colt's revolver! By William O. Stoddard "Deah me! Dey's jes' one moah row ob taters. I's hoein' de bes' I know." Julius leaned on his hoe for a moment.
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