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His hair, which he wore almost as long as a woman's, was coarse and black, and his face strongly marked, and of the precise color of two small rivulets of tobacco-juice that escaped from the corners of his mouth. He had an easy, self-possessed manner, and a careless, devil-may-care way about him, that showed he had measured his powers, and was accustomed to 'rough it' with the world.
Boyer's not the sort of man to die as long as a good thing like this is in the dice. Why, Boyer's young, sir. He's got more brains and experience and vitality than all the damned wooden Cabarreuxes in a lump." Byloe squirted tobacco-juice skilfully into the puddle between his feet, and winked at the squire.
As I followed, I saw the woman take the reins, while the man looked after us, and squirted a jet of tobacco-juice from between his teeth in coachman fashion. "That's Sir John Lade," said my uncle, "one of the richest men and best whips in England.
The carpets were frayed and stained with tobacco-juice, and the dusty windows were littered with dead flies. The curtains were ragged, the paper peeling from the walls, and the plastering cracked into unsightly lines.
"What's to be done?" asked Buell, sharply. "Thet's fer you to say," replied Bill, with his exasperating calmness. "Must we hang up here to be shot at? Leslie's takin' a long chance on thet kid's life if he comes slingin' lead round this cabin." Herky-Jerky spat tobacco-juice across the room and grunted.
"Have with you, boy have with you," shouted half-a-dozen other voices, while each stuck his oaken twig through the handkerchief that held his bundle, and shouldered it, clapping his straw or tarpaulin hat, with a slap on the crown, on one side of his head, and staggering and swaying about under the influence of the potfen, and slapping his thigh, as he bent double, laughing like to split himself, till the water ran over his cheeks from his drunken half-shut eyes, while jets of tobacco-juice were squirting in all directions.
If you pick off one good-sized wingless insect, however, from a blighted rose-leaf, and put him on a glass slide under a low power of the microscope, you will most likely be quite surprised to find what a lovely little creature it is that you have been poisoning wholesale all your life long with diluted tobacco-juice.
But his harvests certainly amazed even the oldest inhabitants, who had sat around at the cross-roads grocery and spat tobacco-juice at the idea of his farming by government books, with no experience.
Went to church sometimes: the sermons were bigotry, always, to his notion, sitting on a back seat, squirting tobacco-juice about him; but the simple, old-fashioned hymns brought the tears to his eyes: "They sounded to him like his mother's voice, singing in Paradise:" he hoped she could not see how things had gone on here, how all that was honest and strong in his life had fallen in that infernal mill.
"What kind of a critter do you call that now?" one man asked, after squirting a whole mouthful of tobacco-juice from his mouth. "It's a donkey, sir." Bertie's mamma had taught him to be polite to every one. Both the men came up to the creature, patted him, felt of his ears, and one began to pull his mouth open. "Please, sir, don't hurt him," urged Bertie, twitching the reins.
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