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Updated: May 12, 2025
"Don't go worryin', Mary, an' start to brew him some thoroughwort in the hope of havin' him down with a fever." "I don't hope he'll have a fever," objected Mary in an injured tone. Jane laughed. "Now you know you'd love to have Martin sick so you could take care of him," said Jane provokingly. "Don't deny it." "Jane Howe!" "Well, you would. But he isn't sick, Mary. He's just tired.
Wasn't nothin' else to do. All I could see was a rock and a gun barrel. That was enough. So I histed my hands as per commands and waited for the next move." He chuckled. "I wasn't worryin'. Had to squeeze my dust bag to pay my hotel bill when I left the city." "'Drop yore gun in the road, says the agent. "I done so. "'Now dismount. "I climbed down.
Then he leaned the bushy spruces slantingly against this branch on both sides, quickly improvising a V-shaped shelter with narrow aperture in front. Next from one of the packs he took a blanket and threw that inside the shelter. Then, touching the girl on the shoulder, he whispered: "When you're ready, slip in there. An' don't lose no sleep by worryin', fer I'll be layin' right here."
I'm no church-goer, but I turn out the best cheese an' butter in these parts, an' I never tells no lies nor cheats any one of a penny, so I aint worryin' about my soul, seein' it's straight with my neighbours." "Are there many rich people living about here?" inquired Helmsley. "Not enough to do the place real good.
I ain't worryin' much about who goes to the legislature, or who's county-commissioners, nor none o' that. Why ain't I worryin'? Because it's picayune. It's peanut politics. It ain't where the money is. No, sir, this campaign is on the treasurership. Taylor P. Singleton is runnin' fer treasurer on the Republican ticket, and Gil. Maxim on the Democratic. But that ain't where the fight is." Mr.
And look at your hands! Why, they couldn't pay me enough to have my hands scarred up like that!" "It ain't my hands that's worryin' me," said another girl. "It's my feet. Say, the destruction on your shoes is somethin' fierce! You orter see this here room some nights at closin' time; it's that thick with glass you don't know where to step." "I'd know," said Birdie.
Harvey's clothes was packed away under the old garret; the old cabin was burned, and the ashes and rubbish hauled away, and there wasn't anything much left to remind Mary of the things she was tryin' to forget. That's the best way to do. When a thing's done and you can't undo it, there's no use in frettin' and worryin' yourself.
"It's tough on you, I know, but think of all them poor sufferin' females that's settin' up nights and worryin' for fear they won't be picked out. Why, say, when you make your ch'ice you'll have to let the rest know right off; 'twould be cruelty to animals not to. You ought to put 'em out of their misery quick's possible." Captain Jerry's laugh was almost dismal.
Ah jes' couldn't holp worryin', Marse Kenneth, 'bout you all. Ah sez to mahself, ef Marse Kenneth he ain' got no fitten place to lay his weary haid " "Oh, then you were not kept awake by noises or by the by, did you hear any noises?" "Noises? No, SUH! Dis yere cabin hit was like a grave. Thass what kep' me awake, mos' likely. Ah reckon Ah is used to noises.
The decidin'-time was the time fer worryin'. You've did what you thought was best; now you want to stop thinkin' 'bout it. You don't want to go round turnin' folks' thoughts sour jes to look at you. Most girls that had white teeth like you would be smilin' to show 'em, if fer nothin' else." "I wisht I was like you," said Lovey Mary.
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