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You can bring the goats up while we are away, and tomorrow morning we can give them to him." "Yas'm," said Amos, bowing. "I'll have 'em hyah when y'all gets back." I will say nothing of the ceremony of the launching of the yacht, although, from Cary's uplifted face, you would have thought it was the christening of a first-born child. Jimmie says we needn't say anything. We were worse!
With the clank of sabers and the sound of gruff commands already in her ears, Mrs. Cary turned peremptorily to Uncle Billy. "Remember, William! If the Yankees ask for my husband you haven't seen him!" "Nor'm, dat's right," was the prompt answer. "I dunno you eben got one. But you go in de house, Miss Hallie. Dat's de bes' way, yas'm." "Perhaps it is best," his mistress answered.
"Yas'm, come off an' furgot twenty-fi' cents dat I wanted to fetch wid me. I owes er quarter ter er crap-shootin' nigger ober dar, an' when I kain't pay him he gwine retch his han' up atter my wool. I doan want no big nigger retchin' atter me, caze I ain't right well dis mawin'. Co'se ef I wuz well I wouldn' mine it so much, but ez it is, it bodders me might'ly.
"You'll not get it," said Jim. "Dat ends it. Oh, I likes preachers likes ter yere 'em talk, but I ain't nebber got no money outen one yit. Da all time talk erbout gib whut you got ter de po' an' foller on, an' da follers all right; but I ain't seen 'em gibbin' nuthin'." "They give to the spirit, Kintchin," remarked Mrs. Mayfield. "Yas'm. But sometimes I'd leetle ruther da give ter de pocket.
"And he told you to kill your pet for the Christmas dinner?" she finished gently. Uncle Noah nodded. "Massa done say we mus' hab a turkey for de Christmas dinner, or ol' Mis'll suspect de de financial crisis whut we're in. Out in de barn I prays foh an inspiration an' I 'spect it come." "And so you decided to sell yourself " began the girl. "Yas'm." Uncle Noah's voice had grown apologetic.
"Yas'm, an' I wallered dar like er hot hog in wet leaves, tickled mighty nigh ter death; an' den I run off caze da mout want me ter go ez er witness an' mo'n dat, da might want ter sen' me ter de pennytenchy caze I grind de co'n." The last word alarmed her. "Do you think they will send him there? Do you?" "Oh, no'm, I doan think dat.
The white-coated figure that had passed up and down the aisle unnoticed and unnoticing as she sat hidden behind the kindly folds of her newspaper suddenly became a very human being as Emma regained self-control, decided on dinner as a panacea, and informed the white coat that she desired Upper Eleven made up early. The White Coat had said, "Yas'm," and glanced up at her.
The pathos of the soft voice was touching. "I wasn't to give this las' one to you less'n he neveh come back. An Mis' Virgie, Doctoh Carey won't neveh come back no mo'. But I kaint tell you yet jus' why he done taken hisself to the Fillippians, not yet." "Why do you think he will never come back? You think Thaine will come home again, don't you?" Virginia queried. "Oh, yas'm! yas'm!
Sequm?" "It is," said the lady, haughtily. "Yas'm, dat's what I 'lowed. Dat's what I tole Carline leastwise dat's what I'st gwine tell her. Ise Cunnel Carsey's coachman." Mrs. Sequin eyed him coldly through a silver lorgnette. "Didn't they understand that I was coming on the eleven train?" "Yes'm, dat's right. But you allays has to 'low fer dem narrow gauges.
"Yas'm I does; dat's jes' w'at I means gwineter eat eve'y bit un it, an' den come back bimeby fer mo'." "I should think it would make them sick," she said. "Dey gits use' ter it," said Julius. "Howsomeber, ef dey eats too much it does make 'em sick; an' I knows w'at I'm ertalkin' erbout.
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