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Updated: June 23, 2025
"You'll do for this trip. I'm glad you know how to rough it. I onct had a bunch of tenderfeet along young fellers from the East, who had never roughed it before and, believe me, what those chaps didn't know would fill a boomer's wagon twict over.
Uncle Jimpson, standing by the wheel, shuffled his feet in embarrassment: "Yas'm," he agreed, "I'll put it up effen you want me to. But it won't stay up. No, mam, it won't stay. Looks lak in de las' two or three years it got a way o' fallin' back. Cunnel 'lowed he was gwine to git it fixed onct or twict, but he ain't done it."
You're a friend of the right sort, and I can trust you." "Yeth-'ir, I bin some use to you, onct or twict, I guess." "You'll have a chance to be of use more than ever presently." "Suh, there's gain' to be a bust-up, but I know who's comin' out on the top. That Felix Marchand and his roughs can't down you. I hear and see a lot, and there's two or three things I was goin' to put befo' you; yeth-'ir."
At that up comes Scanlan; an' says he: 'Look here, young fellow, he says, 'don't get gay, he says, 'don't get gay, he says. 'What's that? says Hogan. Whin a man says, 'What's that? in a bar-room, it manes a fight, if he says it wanst. If he says it twict, it manes a fut race.
"Number One, Riverside Drive," said the mucker, with a grin, when the work was completed; "an' now I'll go down on de river front an' build de Bowery." "Oh, are you from New York?" asked the girl. "Not on yer life," replied Billy Byrne. "I'm from good ol' Chi; but I been to Noo York twict wit de Goose Island Kid, an' so I knows all about it.
She must neither keep nor spend foolishly. "Sure I'll think all round a thing twict afore I have my mind made to anythin'; then I'll keep it made for a good bit afore I give over the penny." She repeated this advice while she considered all possible investments, but she found nothing to her liking.
When dad moved up to the Gap, Bug was toler'ble bad, an' since then he's been gittin' worse. "He was in Carlisle jail twict fer stealin', an' in summer he jest lives shiftless like along the creek, helpin' hisself to the farmers' stuff. Now he dassent come home no more, for dad says he won't own him fur a son. Mammy cries heaps an' says her heart's broke.
You know, honey, in dem days husbands an' wives didn' b'long to de same folks. My ma say her husband was so mean dat after us lef' Alabama she didn' want to marry no more. "A man didn' git to see his wife 'cept twict a week. Dat was Wednesday an' Satu'd'y night. "De women had to walk a chalk line. I never hear'd tell o' wives runnin' 'roun' wid other men in dem days.
We hadn't much money, for one thing, and then we, kind of liked loafin' around and raisin' a little garden truck, and oh, well, I might as well say so, we had a notion about placers in the dry wash back of the house you know how it is. So we stayed on, and kept a-raisin' these long-laigs for the fun of it. I used to like to watch 'em projectin' around, and I fed 'em twict a day about as usual.
"No wonder, with that great boy, and all she does. Aunt Low-ize tried to hold him, jest while Vesty was singin', an' she had to take him out and walk twict around Blueberry Hill t' keep him still; he's one o' this 'ere all-alive, jumpin' kind. I sh'd think he'd kill her." I overtook Vesty in the lane; she was gathering flowers in Sunday pastime for the baby.
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