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He nuver hu't me, but in co'se I wuz a-hollerin' ez hard ez I could stave it, 'cause I knowed dat wuz gwine mek him stop. Marse Chan he hed'n open he mouf long ez ole marster wuz tunin' 'im; but soon ez he commence warmin' me an' I begin to holler, Marse Chan he bu'st out cryin', an' stept right in befo' ole marster an' ketchin' de whup, sed: "'Stop, seh!

"Fust he said it was proverdential, as Phipps run away when he did; an' then he put in somethin' that sounded as if it come from a book, somethin' about tunin' the wind to the sheared ram." Jim is very doubtful about his quotation, and actually blushes scarlet under the fire of laughter that greets him from every quarter.

Pumpherston intimated, with a stimulating glance round the company, 'an' he's got a tunin' fork, forbye, that saves him wrastlin' for the richt key, as it were. Tune up, Geordie! Mr. Pumpherston deliberately produced the fork, struck it on his knee, winced, muttered 'dammit, and gazed upwards.

After a little thought, she began thinly and sweetly, "Early one morning, just as the sun was rising, I heard a maid sing in the valley below: 'O don't deceive me! O never leave me How could you use a poor maiden so?" A gruff voice from the, doorway broke harshly in upon a measure. "Yes! yes! Well! well! Tunin' up a larrady, ain't ye?"

Jus' w'en the orchestra would be tunin' up for the evenin' p'formance." "What a shame! I'd like to have you see my act." "I bet it's great. You got the looks, too. Tha's what it takes in this p'fession. Make a quick change?" "No, I wear the same dress all through." "Oh! Well," he sighed deeply "well, it's been great to see you, anyway. Goo'-bye."

"Yes, S'Richard; but, you see, you never ain't not busy. When you ain't at your books, getting ready for the gov'nor, you're out with Mr Mark Frayne, sir, or some of the other gents; and when you are at home here, sir, you're always tunin' up, an' windin' up, or 'venting something." "Well, there, I am, Jerry," said the young man smoothing his perplexed-looking brow. "Now, then, what is it?"

I guess a pipe band is all right for them that likes that kind of music. For me, I can't ever tell when they quit tunin' up and begin to play." Sergeant Mackay looked at him with darkening face, evidently uncertain as to what course he should adopt whether to "turn himself loose" upon this benighted Englishman or to abandon him to his deserved condition of fatuous ignorance.

"I mind we wad sing the Dies Irae, whiles," was all the information she could give on that point. One would think it scarcely possible that so penitential a chant could form the usual musical accompaniment to Sunday Mass! A teacher of music from a neighboring glen used to come over from time to time to practise the singers. "I mind weel," said Bell, "he had a wand and a tunin' fork."

"Not with mellishus extent, as the judge says. Mebby it was a cigarette. I dunno. First thing I know I was dreamin' I smelt smoke and the dream sure come true. If them bars had been a leetle closter together, I reckon I would be tunin' a harp, right now." "How did you happen to jump our train and get off here?" asked Corliss. "It was sure lucky," said Sundown, grinning.

"A fiddle! well, I'll be blowed! an' the parson's tunin' up!" "Ye'll sing it, lassie, won't ye?" whispered Pete to Constance, when Keith had played over the air of "Hark, the Herald Angels Sing." "I'll help," she replied in an abstracted manner. From the moment when Pete had brought forth the violin and handed it to Keith for the last hymn, she had not taken her eyes off of the instrument.