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He shore is ther devil, fer he wears horns, an' hez a face exactly like thet o' ole man Pillsbury. I ain't bettin' none it ain't him. But if it is Pillsbury, he better not go home lookin' like thet 'thout lettin' his wife know first. "Ping an' me rode over ter ther other side, an' thar stood a goat, lookin' so nice an' socierble.
"An' so they ain't nobody seen him sence?" It is Jeff who is speaking. "So they tells me," answers Gumbo. "Ain't nary soul seen hair nur hide of him frum the moment he riz out 'en that ring an' tuk his foot in his hand an' marviled further. Yas, suh, the pertracted meetin' will have to worry 'long the best way it kin 'thout its champion purty man.
Dey call at de door but dey ain't no answer an' so dey stan 'round for 'while 'thout knowin' what to do, till de cryin' an' screechin' gits worse, an' things 'pears to be smashin' round lak. Den Mandy say to de folks what's been waked up an' is standin' 'round de door she ain't goin' to stan dare doin' nothin' no mo', an' she fo'ce open de door an' goes in.
"What the" began Steve, when the man from Tennessee took up his scythe and slouched away from the group by the tree. "Didn't yer know no better 'n that, yer thunderin' fool? Can't yer see a hole in a grindstun 'thout it's hung on yer nose?" "What hev I done?" asked Steve, as if dumfounded. "Done? Where 've yer ben, that yer don't know Dixie's wife 's left him?" "Where 've I ben?
Only bad little chil'en, 'thout any one to tell 'em any better, calls names. But they didn't one of 'em stop, an' Lishers just whistled, an' forty-two bears came trotting right out of the woods, an' eated up every one of those bad chil'en, quicker'n scat. 'Liza said so, herself.
"I'm tired out and sleepy out," wailed the young traveller, the tears rolling over the rims of her "spetty-curls," "all sleepy out; and I can't get rested 'thout my muvver!" She sat down and hid her head in her black dolly's bosom. "Diny, you got some ears? We wasn't here by-fore!" This was all the way she had of saying she was lost. The sky suddenly grew dark; a shower was coming up.
Robinson he told us 'bout, don't yer know? an' 'caus yer has allers treated me so white 'n' 'n' I didn't hev nuthin', 'n so I axed Him, ye know, what yer telled us 'bout in Sunday school Jesus; who died on the cross, and who's allers willin' to help a poor feller an' I axed Him to help me get suthin' real nice 'n' white fer uer birthday; 'n I kep' me eyes peeled all day 'xpectin' it, 'n just now a reel swell feller buyed a paper of me, 'n then he guv he this here bunch uv white sweet smellin' posies, 'thout my sayin' a word.
They couldn't git through the magazine gate 'thout the guards seein' them, an' whoever took my boat either came up the shore or down the shore. 'Tain't likely they came from up shore, 'cause they could 'a' found a hundred boats 'tween here an' the upper bridge." Turning around, Sandy started down the beach toward the cemetery.
I was up t' city ways by then, an' I warn't goin' t' show any surprise if she'd loaded an ister boat full of cakes on me. So I paid up 'thout a word an' went out of the shop shoulderin' the bag. It took me 'bout a week t' get rid of them crullers," groaned Mark; "an' I've told Pa since I come back, that he better learn to make city crullers fur the city trade this summer.
Ned did not lift a rein. "What, you black rascal! You won't obey me?" Ned swung on his seat. "No, indeedy, Miss Lilly, I ain't a-gwine 'thout young Miss. The Dutch kin cotch me an' hang me, but I ain't a-gwine 'thout Miss Jinny." Mrs. Colfax drew her shawl about her shoulders with dignity. "Very well, Virginia," she said. "Ill as I am, I shall walk.
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