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"I ain't sayin' anything agin' the pitcher," retorted Slim. "I was jest wonderin' how she happened t' git that cow down s' fine, brand 'n all, without some kind uh pattern t' go by. S' fur 's the pitcher goes, it's about as good 's kin be did with paint, I guess. I ain't ever seen anything in the pitcher line that looked any natcherler."
They looked soft an' gray with old Mount Savage standin' on guard back of 'em, an' the' was a bigger lump under my necktie than I generally wore. I didn't have mach call to go anywhere, an' I sat there on my old pony, wonderin' whether or not it paid to be game.
Sure, she continued lightly, we weemin 're niver contint wid the throubles of the day. We're that curious we must be wonderin' how much more's comin'. We may boast iv bein' sensible an' sthrong, but we're alwiz pushin' our tentacles out to feel the sorrow iv to-morrow. I reckoned you'd be hatin' me in a week, ma bouchal.
An' if it wasn't that Scraggs is so ornery there's worse jobs than me an' you had on the old Maggie." "I been wonderin' if we couldn't reform Scraggsy by heapin' coals of fire on his head, Bart." "What d'ye mean? Heapin' coals o' fire on Scraggs'd sure keep an ash hoist busy." "Oh, I dunno, Bart. The old man has his troubles. There's Mrs.
It was the only human being we had seen since we started. "Hullo, there's Lovell!" exclaimed Grandpa. "I was wonderin' why we hadn't overtook him before. We gin'ally take him in on the road. Yis, yis; that's Lovell, ain't it, teacher?" I put up my glasses, helplessly. "I'm sure," I said, "I can't tell, positively. I have seen Mr.
There when they sat down under the trees they could not refrain from a few words of triumph and mutual congratulation, because another and most important link in the chain had been forged with brilliant success. "Although it's dark and it's seven or eight miles away," said Shif'less Sol, "I kin see that Indian army now, a-settin' before the ford, an' wonderin' how it's goin' to git across."
"Ye can care for two girls at the same time?" He did not know what to say. "It would seem that I can, Mary." She raised her eyes again and studied his face. "Ye told me about that other girl, and I been wonderin', was it only to put me off? Maybe it's me own fault, but I can't make meself believe in that other girl, Joe!" "You're mistaken, Mary," he answered, quickly. "What I told you was true."
"Oswald Kearns kinder queer name, I kinder guess now, an' I'm wonderin' if I ever heard it before that's all, Jack." The pilot was busy with his work in handling the ship and therefore debarred from turning his head to look at his companion but at least he could put the astonishment he felt into words. "So you think that's a queer name, do you?
"Crystal Pallus?" "And," pursued Tilda, "I was wonderin' if you'd look after him while I step inside?" She threw back her head, and the man whistled. "You're a trustin' one, I must say!" "You'd never be mean enough to make off with 'im, an' I won't believe it of you," spoke up Tilda boldly. "Eh? I wasn' talkin of the dorg," he explained. "I was meanin' the Orph'nage.
For soon a tall, slim negro, young and coal black, mounted the stairs and came into the kitchen, where he deposited a meal bag filled with various necessities that he had brought from Centerville. He was one of the dancers who had displayed their skill before Melicent and Grégoire. Uncle Hiram at once accosted him. “Well, Pierson, we jest a ben a wonderin’ consarnin’ you.
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