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And bimeby the poor plant got all wore out with the achin' and the mournin' and the missin' and she 'peared to feel her heart all a-dryin' up and stoppin', and her leaves turned yeller and wrinkled, and she was dead. She couldn't live on, ye see, without her little berry.
An' there you was," disappointedly, "no more black than me for all you're so yeller." Mary did not even try to control her rage and humiliation. "You thought I was a native! You dared! You don't know anything about natives! They are not people they're servants who must salaam to you. You know nothing about India. You know nothing about anything!"
Oatmeal is no great shakes at best; it ain't even as good for a horse as real yeller Varginny corn, but I guess I warn't long in finding out that the grits hardly pay for the riddlin'. No, a Yankee has as little chance among them as a Jew has in New England; the sooner he clears out, the better.
"'Twould jest make it yeller 'n what 'tis now. Won't I be a pretty sight when I puts on long pants with these here yaller curls stuck on topper my head? I'd 'nuther sight ruther be bal'headed." "Bennie Dick's got 'bout the kinkiest head they is." Bennie Dick was the two-year-old baby of Mrs. Garner's cook, Sarah Jane. "It sho' is," replied Billy.
Snaked in, he was, out of the wet, like a yeller dog, by the club that had kicked him out of his own shop. "Chairman Gabe pounds for order, and suggests that the votin' can go on. But Ellis jumps up, and says he: "'What's the sense of votin' now? he asks sarcastic. 'Will the lost lamb we've just yanked into the fold have the face to stand up and bleat that he hasn't promised to vote Conservative?
She were one of them dressed-up baggages with long earrings and a yeller handkercher round her head, a-telling fortunes; coming round the poor, silly gals with her long tongue and sly ways. She went in here, too. Mr Robins guessed, though he could not see the jerk of the thumb in his direction.
"Let's set down, an' fo' de Lawd's sake, keep quite 'twell he come." Dirty Dan heard them move off to the other side of the path and sit down in the grass. "So 'tis that big buck yeller naygur from Darrow an' two o' the Greeks," he mused. "An' God knows I never did like fightin' in the dark. They'll knife me as sure as pussy is a cat." Decidedly, the prospect did not appeal to Dirty Dan.
Old Nater hadn't as you may say finished up her fall job of colorin' and paintin', but she wuz all rousted up tendin' to it. All along the smooth highway leadin' to the lake, trees and bushes bent over the roadside tinged with crimson and yeller and russet brown, and red, and shaded gold colors mingled with the rich green of the faithful cedars and hemlocks and pines.
"Say, you gray-headed old beer-slinger," she cried, "how about that 'party' call you'd fixed up for us? Ain't ther' nuthin' doin' since that mutt with the thin yeller thatch got busy shootin'? Say, he got you all scared to a pea shuck." She laughed immoderately, and, swaying drunkenly, was caught by the attentive stranger. "Quit it, Mamie," protested one of the other girls.
He's a goddam yeller dawg." Chrisfield swore sullenly. "Well, you juss wait 'n see. I tell you, buddy, war ain't no picnic." "What the hell are we goin' to do with that chicken?" said Judkins. "You remember what happened to Eddie White?" "Hell, we'd better leave it here." Judkins swung the chicken by its neck round his head and threw it as hard as he could into the bushes.
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