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Gnawbit he used me shameful wich I was Blak and Blue and the Old Gentleman he ses you Run away ses he into Charwood chaise and join the Blaks Deere Sur this is All which Captain Nite would sware but as eloped I am now lying here many weekes Deere Sur I shood like to be hanged in Wite for I am Innocent leastways of meaning to kill the Grannydeere." This was a Curious kind of Schoolboy letter.

Wite where the cellar door wuz shut The table wuz; an' I Let aunty set by me an' cut My wittles up an' pie. Tuz awful funny! I could see The red heads in the churry tree; An' bee-hives, where you got to be So keerful going by; An' comp'ny there an' all! An' we <i>We et out on the porch!</i> An' a old red head flew Purt' nigh wite over my high chair, <i>When we et out on the porch!</i>

"Ten it 'll pe your opinion, Mr Craham, tat she'll pe sleeping her sound sleep, and not pe lying wite awake in her coffin all ta time?" "A good deal better than that, Mr MacPhail!" returned the schoolmaster cheerily. "It's my opinion that you are, as it were, asleep now, and that the moment you die, you will feel as if you had just woke up, and for the first time in your life.

Pass the wine, gentlemen. What wine do you take, Stubbs." "Why, champagne is good enough for me." Mr. Jorrocks, I dare say; but if you wait till you get any here, you will have a long time to stop. Shampain, indeed! had enough of that nonsense abroad declare you young chaps drink shampain like hale. There's red and wite port, and sherry, in fact, and them as carn't drink, they must go without.

"No, Signorina mia, he no curly, no wite, he black, smooth dog, littel tail, small, so," and the man held up one brown finger with a gesture which suggested a short, wagging tail. "There, you see how mistaken we were. Dogs are often named Sancho, especially Spanish poodles, for the original Sancho was a Spaniard, you know. This dog is not ours, and I'm so sorry."

And wite zee welle, that the lond of Promyssioun is in Sirye. For the reme of Sirye durethe fro the desertes of Arabye, unto Cecyle, and that is Ermonye the grete, that is to seyne, fro the southe to the northe: and fro the est to the west, it durethe fro the grete desertes of Arabye onto the West See.

Within a stone coffin was found a leaden casket containing a number of bones declared to be those of a small sized female. Upon one side of the box was the following inscription: Hic . Reqesct . Relique . sce . Wite The bones were placed in a new reliquary and again deposited within the restored shrine.

How well I could hear her sayings between the lines: 'But the editor-man will never stand that, it's perfect blethers' 'By this post it must go, I tell you; we must take the editor when he's hungry we canna be blamed for it, can we? he prints them of his free will, so the wite is his' 'But I'm near terrified. If London folk reads them we're done for. And I was sounded as to the advisability of sending him a present of a lippie of shortbread, which was to be her crafty way of getting round him.

Then the Elder of the Dale-wardens weighed out from the heap the blood- wite for Rusty, according to the due measure of the hundred in weed- stuff, and delivered it unto Bristler. And Folk-might said: 'Draw nigh now, Penny-thumb, and take what thou wilt of this gear, which I need not, and grudge not at me henceforward.

The woman ran to him and unpinned the paper. It bore a writing. They took it to where the yellow lamp-light shone through the open door, and read: "der Sir "FoLer harkls aL yo ples an gaRd him yoR best venagesn is closteR, harkls not Got 3 das to liv "We come in Wite." "What ye think, William?" asked the man with the baby, anxiously. But the woman gave the youth a sharp push with her hand.

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