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"But as this is the first unpleasant experience of any kind that I have had since I came here, I don't feel that I have any right to complain." "You're here fur yur health?" "Yes. And I am getting it. You're not an invalid, I imagine?" "No no-op. I'm here be well, I've thought fur a long time I'd like t' stay at this here hotel." "Indeed!" "Yes. I've been up th' gulch these fifteen years.

Yer mus see as Arthur is rapped up, an Edie's eyes ull 'ave to be seen to now an agen. I'm sorry, but there's nothin else. I wud like yer to kiss me onst, when they bring me in, and jes say, Bessie, I forgive yer. It won't do yer no 'arm, an p'raps I may 'ear it without your knowin. So good-bye, Isaac, from yur lovin wife, Bessie.... As he read it, the man's fixed pallor and iron calm gave way.

David fell upon her and chastised her; but his fisticuffs probably looked more formidable than they felt, for Louie laughed provokingly all the time, and when he stopped out of breath she said exultantly, as she sprang up, holding her skirts round her ready for another flight, 'It's greened aw yur neck and yur collar luvely! Doan't yo be nassty for nothink next time! And off she ran.

"Wal then," continued he, "they have floods dowd thur in Loozyanny, sich as, I guess, you've never seen the like o' in England." Here Ike addressed himself specially to our English comrade. "England ain't big enough to hev sich floods. One o' 'm ud kiver yur hul country, I hev heern said. I won't say that ar's true, as I ain't acquainted with yur jography.

He then extended his right arm, raising it until his hand was on a level with his shoulder, and holding the shell in his fingers, flat side to the front, shouted back "Now, Billee, shoot, and be hanged to yur!" The shell was slightly concave, the concavity turned to the front.

'Wal, Davy, my lad, the old man said at last, with a sort of pompous mildness; 'I winna blame yo for 't, but yo interrupted me sadly wi yur whistlin. I ha been occupied this day wi business o' graat importance. His Majesty King Charles has been wi me since seven o'clock this mornin. And for th' fust time I ha been gettin reet to th' bottom o' things wi him. I ha been probin him, Davy probin him.

"Thur waunt no kiver near them not a stick, for the parairy wur as bar as yur hand; so I seed, at a glimp, it 'ud be no use a tryin' to approach, unless I tuk some plan to decoy the critters. "I soon thort o' a dodge, an' went back to camp for my blanket, which wur a red Mackinaw. This I knew 'ud be the very thing to fool the goats with, an' I set out torst them.

"If they'd only keep thar till arter sundown," mutters Wilder, "especially him on yur hoss, I ked settle the hul bizness. This hyar gun the doc presented to me air 'bout as good a shootin'-iron as I'd care to shet my claws on, an 'most equal to my own ole rifle. I've gin it all sorts o' trials, tharfor I know it's good for plum center at a hundred an' fifty paces.

When I tried to stop 'im look 'ere." She raised her hand, nodding, and pointing to the wound on her brow. Isaac leant heavily on the table. A horrible suspicion swept through him. Had she wronged him in a yet blacker way? He bent over her, breathing fast ready to strike. "Who was it?" She laughed. "Well, it wor Timothy, then yur precious beautiful son Timothy!" He fell back.

"Yes, sir, you betch yur life that's jes' the way w-w-what I mean to say." State's Attorney. "Now, Mr. Clark, I'll ask you if you did not tell me and many other citizens of this community that the defendant, Dic Bright, fired the shot?" "I object," cried Mr. Switzer. "The gentleman cannot impeach his own witness." "You are right, Mr.

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