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Updated: June 27, 2025
But I uz bawn sassy. I ought to be jess ashame' o' myseff, talkin' dat familious to a gen'leman o' yo' powehs an' 'quaintances. Why you evm knows Mr. Mahch, don't you?" "Who, me? Me know Johnnie Mahch? Why, my dea' escuse my smile o' disdaain why Johnnie Mahch why why, I ra-aise' Johnnie!" "Why, dee Lawdy! Does you call him Johnnie to his face?" "Well, eh not offm ve'y seldom.
"Listen to the Yankee!" she cried, laughing gaily to hide the sudden dimness in her blue eyes. "My darling Yankee husband is ve'y absurd, and he doesn't suspect it! Why! don't you perfec'ly ridiculous Zouaves know that you'll both be back in New York befo' I am and all tired out keeping up with the pace yo' general sets you?"
"As we were talking along I asked the old gentleman where his little girl was that I had seen around the store on previous trips. "'Well, Jack, said he, 'I'm pow'ful sorry to tell you but I'm afraid she's a cripple for life. A hoss threw her and stepped on her leg an' broke it ve'y badly neah the knee.
Between dashes of cold water on his head he tearfully wailed my unexpressed sentiments, in part: "Too many damfooly things happen all same time. Evil spirit get loose. Sake help me fight. Me nice boy. Me ve'y good boy but I no like foreign devil what is."
O I say I'll neveh whisp' it so long as yo' gratichude continue to evince itseff fresh an' lively at the rate of evm on'y a few dollahs per month as a sawt o' friendship's offerin'. "Seh? I cayn't he'p it, seh; thass the ve'y bes' I can do; no otheh co'se would be hon'able." The listening maid heard the door unlock and open and beheld liberty bartered for captivity with love for boot, and Mr.
No, I" "Well, I'm ve'y glad," interrupted Narcisse. "Oh, no, 'tisn't trouble at all! I've sent for Mrs. Richling. We're going to resume housekeeping." Narcisse gave a glad start, took his hat off, passed it to his left hand, extended his right, bowed from the middle with princely grace, and, with joy breaking all over his face, said: "Mistoo Itchlin, in fact, shake!" They shook.
Yuki San scattered the crumbs and stood watching the wriggling mass for a moment, then said: "You ve'y greedy li'l fish. I never no can fill your bodies. Now I get flower for Merrit San's breakfast." She made her way over the flat mossy stones, passed the miniature Fuji where dwelt the spirit of the wondrous "Lady who made the flowers to bloom."
"So, sho' 'nuff, Mars Jeems went erway nex' mawnin', en de trouble begun. Mars Johnson sta'ted off de ve'y fus' day fer ter see w'at he could hab ter show Mars Jeems w'en he come back.
"Well, you know, Mistoo Itchlin, so the povvub says, 'Silent give consense. He juz look at me nevvah said a word ha! he couldn'! You not lookin' ve'y well, Mistoo Itchlin. I suppose 'tis that waum weatheh."
"Dar 'tis! des look at it!" he chuckled, when Uplands had been left far behind them. "Dat's de ve'y same clump er cedars, en dat's de wil' cher'y lyin' right flat on hit's back dey's done cut it down ter git de cher'ies." "And the locust! Look, the big locust tree is still there, and in full bloom!" "Lawd, de 'simmons!
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