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Will you please call for him, as he is a little b-a-s-h-f-u-l' Marie, what does b-a-s-h-f-u-l spell?" shrilled the eager voice. It was a new word. Marie came over to the Child's chair. "How can I tell without I see it?" she said. But the Child drew away gently. "This is a very intimate letter you'll have to 'xcuse seeing it. Never mind, anyway, thank you, I can guess it."
"Know, you say? I knew, wunst. I knew that my girl, my only child, was good. One night she went off with a married man that worked in my store, and stole my money and where is she now?" And then he added, "What I know is, that every man hes his price. I hev mine, and you hev yourn!" The impugnment of Eli's motives was evident to all. "'Xcuse me, Mr.
Old Jack's going to make the Tenderloin look like a hamburg steak." "Explain," says I. "I'm used to joints, but I don't care for filet mignon with the kind of sauce you serve." "'Xcuse me," said the twenty. "Old Jack is the proprietor of this gambling house. He's going on a whiz to-night because he offered $50,000 to a church and it refused to accept it because they said his money was tainted."
But Lo's a good teacher, 'n' I'm tryin', I'm tryin' hard." "It's not slow, Sir, seein' father hed n't 'dvantages, like me. He was a" She stopped, lowering her voice, a hot flush of shame on her face. "I know." "Be n't that'll 'xcuse, Marster, seein' I knowed noght at the beginnin'? Thenk o' that, Marster. I'm tryin' to be a different man. Fur Lo. I AM tryin'." Holmes did not notice him.
"Ain't it a caution what lungs that child has considerin'?" Martha reflected. "Just hear her holler! She'd wake the dead. I wonder if she's tryin' to beat that auta whoopin' it up outside. Have you ever noticed them autas nowadays? Some of them has such croupy coughs, before I know it I'm huntin' for a flannen an' a embrercation. 'Xcuse me a minit while I go answer the bell."
"My good Mrs. Shotwell," said Mrs. Piper, trying to "make conversation," "I think I have got something in my eye: will you please tell me how it looks?" "O," said Prudy, peeping into it, "your eye looks very well, ma'am; don't you 'xcuse it; it looks well enough for me." "Ahem!" said Mrs. Piper, laughing, and settling her head-dress, which was Susy's red scarf: "are your feet warm, Mrs. Shotwell?"
The Deacon staggered a little he had not thought of it in that light before. "Deacon, that money'll do more good than all the prayin' ye ever done. 'Xcuse me I must tell Mary," and the carpenter dashed into the house. Had Mrs.
Timothy's greeting to them all was somewhat identical; and rather, as it were, passed over by him than expressed: "How de do? How de do? 'Xcuse me gettin' up!"
"I am indeed fortunate. In the first place, then this man Frump is really dead?" The carpenter pulled his rough hat farther over his forehead, and replied: "As dead as two big splits in the skull could make him. But 'xcuse me, sir; he was my bosom friend, and I can't bear to talk of his death." "He is dead, then, and no mistake," said Matthew, soliloquizing. "Yet I am not exactly glad to know it."
"The wicked shall be cast into hell, with " "They can't kerry their cow-sheds with 'em, neither," interrupted George, consolingly. "Come, George," said the good Deacon, in an appealing tone, "remember the apostle says, 'Suffer the word of exhortation." "'Xcuse me, Deac'n, but one sufferin' at a time; I ain't through sufferin' at bein' beaten down yet.
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