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Updated: June 13, 2025


'You may be God Almighty, sez Nebraska Bill, sezee, 'but you look a d d sight more like a hoss-stealin' Apache, and we don't want any of your psalm-singing, big-talkin' peacemakers interferin' with our ways of treatin' pizen, you hear me? I'm shoutin', sezee. With that the dark-complected man's eyes began to glisten, and he sorter squirmed all over to get at Bill, and Bill outs with his battery.

Sure," he says, "it's wid great discomposure I'm taken to be treatin' so the iligint buttons an' canned-tomato clothes enclosin'," he says, "the milithary an' internal digestion of the husband of yourself," he says, "as foine a lady, an' that educated, as me eyes iver beheld. 'Tis me impulses," he says, "'tis me warm an' hearty nature.

"You ain't takin' your hours off duty along with me no more. You're givin' me the cold shoulder." At that, Gwendolyn turned her head to look. Of late, she had heard not a few times of Thomas's cold shoulder this in heated encounters between him and Jane. She wondered which of his shoulders was the cold one. Thomas lifted his upper lip in a sneer. "Indeed!" he replied. "I'm not treatin' you fair?

"I would like to search your trunk and your clothing, Pop. If you are innocent you will not object." "But, sah, I didn't steal nuffin, sah." "Then you shouldn't object." "It aint right nohow to 'spect an honest colored pusson, sah," said Aleck, growing angry. "Do you object to the search?" "I do, sah. I am not guilty, sah, an' dis am not treatin' me jest right, sah, 'deed it aint, sah."

"Of all rum ways o' treatin' a suspect, this 'ere is the rummiest." Another pause followed, save for a new outburst from Joe, concerning the kinds of vengeance he intended to shortly inaugurate; but presently Brereton and the doctor came across the green, the latter carrying a bottle and spoon in his hand.

"How are they treatin' you down in your outfit now?" asked Eisenstein of Stockton, after a silence. "Same as ever," said Stockton in his thin voice, stuttering a little.... "Sometimes I wish I was dead." "Hum," said Eisenstein, a curious expression of understanding on his flabby face. "We'll be civilians some day." "I won't" said Stockton. "Hell," said Eisenstein.

Cusings, as was sweet on you then I've not seen 'im lately and now the coppers are under my very roof! It seems a judgment on us, it really does. But I always told Wattles that if he went on treatin' of 'is wedded wife more like a 'eathen than a Christian woman, as a judgment would come on 'im, an' now my words is proved."

I was sayin' so to Mrs. Smelts only yesterday when she was takin' on about Birdie's treatin' her so mean an' never comin' to see her or writin' to her. 'Don't lay it on the stage, I says to her. 'Lay it on Birdie; she always was a stuck-up piece." Nance pondered the matter, her chin on her palm. Considering the chronic fallibility of Mrs.

What I do spleen again, is havin' a grandson of mine livin' in a community where a man that'll act like that is actually let in their houses by honest folks. Think of a son of Daniel J. Bines treatin' folks like that as if they was his equals. Say, Dan'l had a line of faults, all right but, by God! he'd a trammed ore fur two twenty-five a day any time in his life rather'n not pay a dollar he owed.

The recording secretary tapped reprovingly with her pencil, but the president only listened. "Now, ma'am, we ain't paupers, we old folks. Every one of us, as you know, has paid our thousand dollars in. An' we ain't bad children as needs disciplinin'; an' they's no use treatin' grandmothers an' great-grandmothers as though they was.

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