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Updated: May 21, 2025
"Sez I ter myse'f, sez I: 'Honey, you er right on my route, en I'll des see w'at kinder bird you got roostin' in you, en w'iles I wuz a lookin' out bus' de smoke piff! en den bang! Wid dat I des drapt back inter de woods, en sorter skeerted 'roun' so's ter git de tree 'twixt' me en de road. I slid up putty close, en wadder you speck I see?
Part of the water is the gas that comes out of the barrel, the other part is what mixes with the iron turnings, and changes them to rust, and makes them heavier. You can fill a Wadder with the gas that comes out of the gun-barrel, or you can pass bubbles of it up into a jar of water turned upside down in a trough, and, as I said, you can make this part of the water burn." "Eh?" cried Mr. Bagges.
Nen he finks, 'I play to Gaw an' my ancestors. So begin play lika diss: 'O Gaw, O my ancestors, givva me res'; givva me foo'; givva me wadder! Nen I kip on fawever fine who ki' Jan Han Sun. Nen magistrate stag' 'long few steps, an' dlop down on big lock. No can any fudder. "Pitty soon look roun'; shee litty light shine from winnidow. Dissa was littyoshantyhouse vay poh look "
Nen he lie down, an' play once more his ancestors an' Gaw: 'You he'p me oleleddy; I kip plomise. Nou he'p me somma maw I fine who mudder. Nen go slip. "Bye-bye was dleam 'bout gleen moudens, gleen wadder. Hear' spi'its say, 'I wi' assist you. Ole dissa vay good sign. Suddinity was wek up from his slip, and shaw oneddy stand befaw him ole in dark. She say: 'My son come home in vay good humours.
Kep' look roun'. An' eve'y tem pea-oil light flicker, look roun' to shee who was. Ole tem stop to hol' his ear on flaw shee who come. Flaw rip up; nen go getta shover an' dig long ho' in earf, unnerneaf dissa bed. Nen vay quick shover back ole dissa earf, fix flaw, an' blow out light. "'Ole tem I stay up dissa loof. Vay hunger no wadder; an' cannot rob dissa merchan' becose he dead!
"Littyoshantyhouse?" "Litty ole shanty house! "We', magistrate to lock at daw. Come to daw littyoneddy " "Little old what?" "Litty ole neddy! "Dissa oneddy she was vay ole, vay feeble. He tole her: 'Please, oneddy, you givva me kunderness let me go slip in yo' house to-night! I 'mos' died. No subber, no wadder 'mos' exhaus'! Oneddy tole him: 'Walks in; walks in!
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