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Updated: June 26, 2025
An interjection capable of as many and as varied meanings in the mouth of a colored woman of her stamp as was little Jean Baptiste's "altro!" It signified now "I comprehend a great deal more than you want me to perceive you poor, downtrodden angel!" "Um-HUM. I always did say he was his sister's own brother for all they don't look a bit alike. What's born into a man never comes out!" "Mr.
He stopped to rest after this prodigious literary effort, and wipe the beaded sweat from his brow. He saw little Pete Skidmore looking at him with troubled face. "What're you doin' up, Pete? Lay down and go to sleep." "Say, Corpril, the Orderly said we wuz goin' to fight a whole passel of rebel cavalry, didn't he?" "Um-hum!" assented Shorty, cudgeling his brain as to what he should next write.
How was I to know you were in the city?" "The servant told you." "The servant told me?" As Keith's brow puckered in the effort to unravel the mystery, she nodded. "Um-hum I heard him. I was at the head of the stair." Keith tapped his head. "It's old age sheer senility." "'No; I don't want to see the other lady," she said, mimicking him so exactly that he opened his eyes wide.
Presently the man opened his eyes. "Feelin' better?" asked the Texan as Curt blinked up at him. "Um-hum. My head aches some." "Mine, too." "You got a couple of black eyes, an' your lip is swol up." "One of yours is turnin' black." Curt regained his feet and walked slowly toward his horse. "Well, I'll be goin'. So long." "So long," answered the Texan.
Don't you like it lean?" Silence. "Can't you eat, Lilly? That's a shame." "Too hot." "Poor girlie!" "Lena, bring Mr. Penny some more bacon." "Certainly delicious. I like it lean." She watched his temples quiver to the motion of his jaws, her unspeakable depression tightening up her tonsils and the very pit of her scared and empty. "Albert " "Um-hum!"
I'se a heap of wear in me yit, and there ain't nothing 'bout babies I don't understand." Mabel colored painfully. "If I had my way" she began then altered her plan of reply. "I could not enter into such an arrangement without consulting Mr. Dorrance, Mammy, and I am afraid he would not think as favorably of it as you and I do. He has been brought up with different ideas, you see." "Um-HUM!"
"Hello, Chris," he said, looking him in the eyes with his sparkling blue eyes, "how's things?" There was a faint anxious frown on his forehead. "Two-thirds of one month's pay an' confined to quarters," said Chrisfield cheerfully. "Gee, they were easy." "Um-hum, said Ah was a good shot an' all that, so they'd let me off this time." Andrews started scrubbing at his shirt again.
Half the time he answers what I say to him by nodding and saying 'um-hum, with that same old foolish, contented smile of his. I'd have gone MAD if it had lasted any longer! I asked her if she thought married life consisted very largely of conversations between husband and wife; and she answered that even married life ought to have some POETRY in it. 'Some romance, she said, 'some soul!
"A true story," said Nevius decidedly. "Um-hum. Lover was alone in the woods, wasn't he? How did his friends find out about those midnight spirits that came and killed him?" The girls brightened. "Yes, of course," chirped Carol. "How did folks find out? "Say, be reasonable," begged Nevius. "Spoiling another good story. I say it is a true tale, and I ought to know.
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