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Updated: May 16, 2025
It's shorely a affectin' sight to see them parish'ners, with tears runnin' down their faces, drivin' up the cattle an' takin' them religious directors of theirs out o' hock. "'We finds the padre out back of his wickeyup, trimmin' up a game- cock that he's matched to fight the next day. The padre is little, fat, round, an' amiable as owls. Nacherally, I has to translate for him an' the law sport.
I always liked the shape of the brown one, and you'll never get another trimmin' that'll wear like them quills." "I hope not!" thought Rebecca.
And forever trimmin' of his nails, and polishin' 'em to make 'em shine! Wasn't that remarkable? "He was a great talker. Nights around the fire he used to tell me all about himself. Seems he comes of real high-toned folks outside; but went to the bad young. Said he come West three years before that again, full of good resolutions, which lasted just so long as his money.
Sometimes the present predominates, sometimes the future; but the combination is always implied. In the following, for instance, we hear simply the patience. "Brudder, keep your lamp trimmin' and a-burnin', Keep your lamp trimmin' and a-burnin', Keep your lamp trimmin' and a-burnin', For dis world most done. So keep your lamp, &c. Dis world most done."
I had obliged to have a trunk, bein' wedded and comin' down to the settlement this-a-way. I only borried Mildred Faidley's. She won't never have any use for it. Evelyn Toler loaned me the trimmin' o' this hat ain't it sightly?" Johnnie's distressed eyes met the pale gaze of Aunt Mavity across the little oilcloth-covered coffer.
Where'd you get that dress?" "Miss Lucy bought it for me." "She did, hey? Well, 't ain't hurt with trimmin', is it?" The Colonel appearing at the moment, Aunt Jane made a rather hurried departure, while she assured Polly that she would "be round before long." "Who is that woman?" inquired Colonel Gresham. "My Aunt Jane," was the soft answer. "What's her other name?" "Mrs. Simpson.
I was dishin' up dinner, feelin' as nervous as a witch, for a whole batch of bread had burnt to a cinder while I was trimmin' a new bunnet, Wash had scart me most to death swallerin' a cent, and the steak had been on the floor more'n once, owin' to my havin' babies, dogs, cats, or hens under my feet the whole blessed time.
Well, one thing fetched on another till she got to lookin' about my shop while I was trimmin' the heel-taps, an' all at once she wanted to know if thar was no harm in axin' what rent I was payin'. I told 'er fifty dollars, an' she whistled kind o' keenlike an' said: 'My gracious! an' got a vacant lot, too, right in the heart o' the square. I explained to her that I wasn't able to build a shop, an' was afraid I never would be, gettin' old like I am an' so many to feed.
And when the Bogg's Farm team administered a crushing defeat to Madden's Hill, Willie grew desperate. Monday he met Lane Griffith, the captain of the Madden's Hill nine. "Hello, Daddy," said Lane. He was a big, aggressive boy, and in a way had a fondness for Willie. "Lane, you got an orful trimmin' up on the Boggs. What 'd you wanter let them country jakes beat you for?"
Babcock, "there's Lois now! Lois, how are you? I'd like to know what that girl we met at the gate meant telling us they didn't live here. Why, Lois Field, how do you do? Where's your mother? I guess we'd better step right in, an' not stop to talk. It's an awful tempest. I'm dreadful afraid my bonnet trimmin' will spot." They all scurried up the steps and into the house.
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