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"Well, he ain't lyin' there yet," cut in Susan impatiently. "Time enough to hunt bears when you see their tracks. Mis' McGuire, CAN'T you see that worryin' don't do no good? You'll have it ALL for nothin', if he don't get hurt; an' if he does, you'll have all this extra for nothin', anyway, that you didn't need till the time came. Ever hear my poem on worryin'?"
"Bob, you better put Dave with the crew of that wildcat you're spuddin' in, don't you reckon?" "I'll put him on afternoon tower in place of that fellow Scott. I've been intendin' to fire him soon as I could get a good man." "Much obliged to you both. Hope you've found that good man," said Sanders. "We have. Ain't either of us worryin' about that."
With this thought deepening the red-brown eyes, she turned and looked first at her Bible-backed father and then at the little dwarf. "There air one thing ye both got to do," she instructed them. "Ye got to stop yer worryin' an' ye got to stop bein' 'fraid." Andy's jaw dropped. "Stop bein' 'fraid!" he muttered. "Stop bein' 'fraid!
Seems lak somebody else would 'a' had the sense to do so, but w'en they wuzn't nobody w'ich did so, I steps in. But right soon afterwards I gits to stedyin' 'bout the hoss you'll be ridin', an' it's been worryin' me quite some little the question of the hoss." "I been thinkin' concernin' of 'at very same thing," confessed Cephus Fringe.
"The Colonel see I was in earnest, and he stepped up, quick-like, and laid his hand on my shoulder. "'Captain Brandt, he says, 'we ain't worryin' 'bout your clo'es, and don't you worry. You can come in your shirt, you can come in your socks, or you can come without one damned rag only come!"
And so, after worryin' and takin' on, and talkin' month after month about it, she concluded to split the Christopher Columbus World's Fair into some like this put the Christopher part on a stagin' built out into the lake, and the Columbus part back a ways into the park.
Roberts got off to examine the injury. "Wal, he didn't break his leg," he said, which was his manner of telling how bad the injury was. "Joan, I reckon there'll be some worryin' back home tonight. For your horse can't carry double an' I can't walk." Joan dismounted. There was water in the wash, and she helped Roberts bathe the sprained and swelling joint.
I'd be almost ashamed to tell you HOW much he'll pay, Susan," smiled the man. "It seemed to me sheer robbery on my part. But he assures me they are very valuable, and that he's more than delighted to have them even at that price." "Lan' sakes! An' when I'd been worryin' an' worryin' so about the money," sighed Susan; "an' now to have it fall plump into your lap like that.
How'll you come back next time?" "I don't know, Barbie," I said, "but I'll sure come back, true to you." "Yes," she said, "an' I'll sure be true to you, all the time you're away and when you come back." "Barbie," I said, "you haven't treated your father right. You've let him see that you're worryin' about somethin', an' it bothers him." "I ain't made out o' wood," she snaps out fierce.
To the wheel of the Whist was Baldwin, and as with every dive of the plunging Whist the spray scattered high above her bows, so through the open windows of the pilot-house came barrels of it, and not a spoonful that didn't go to his drenching. "But it's a good thing to get good and wet at first," reflected Baldwin, "then you won't be worryin' any more about it." It was not only wet, but cold.
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