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'Did th' owd powse say that, lass? cried Milly's mother. 'I nobbud wish I'd yerd him. He's lived more nor thirty year baat one, an' a bonny speciment he is. Bud it's a gradely job for th' woman 'at missed him. He were welly weddin' Malachi o' th' Mount's wife once over. 'Yi; hoo'd a lucky miss, an' no mistak'. But happen hoo'd ha' snapped him. 'Never, lad.
Bud then th' best o' men mak' mistakes o'er th' women they wed. 'Yi; they say luv's gawmless; but aw welly think Mr. Penrose knows what he's abaat. 'Th' Lord help him, if he doesn't! They say a mon hes to ax his wife if he's to live. 'Aw yerd Amos say t'other day, faither, that a chap hed to live thirty year wi' a woman afore he know'd he were wed.
After a silence of some minutes Enoch turned to Mr. Penrose and said: 'Jokin' aside, Mr. Penrose, that owd flute yo' yerd me playin' this afternoon is a part o' my life. Let's sit daan i' this nook and I'll tell yo' all abaat it. Three times in mi history it's bin mi salvation. Th' first wor when I lost mi brass. We lived daan at th' Brig then, and I ran th' factory.
These he enclosed with the deeds in a large blue envelope, and in a clerkly hand addressed them, with a note, to James Crawshaw. After this he knelt down, and, as he prayed, Captain came and laid his head upon the clasped hands of his master. 'Good-mornin', Abram. Hasto ought fresh daan i' th' village? 'Plenty, Enoch; hasto yerd naught? 'Nowe; I hevn't bin daan fro' th' moors sin' Sundo.
I once yerd a grond sarmon fro' that text i' th' pulpit up aboon here; and when it were oer, Dickey o' Sams o' the Heights went aat o' th' chapel, and tried to draan hissel' i' Green Fold Lodge. Naa, that's what I co powerful preychin'! 'Pardon me, Mr. Bradshaw. We are not here to discuss the merits of preaching. We are here to consider the request of Amanda Stott 'An' axin' yor pardon, Mr.
"Massa," said he, scratching his head, and looking quite sober, "Massa, hadn't I better hide the mules? Oh I's 'fraid the Linkum sojers will come take 'em, cause dey gobbles up ebery ting dey lays dere hans on, jis like geese. I yerd dey was coming; mus' I hide de mules?" "No, Sam, the scalawags are more than a hundred miles away; they are near Natchez."
'Then yo've yerd naught abaat Moses Fletcher? 'Nowe; nor I durnd want. When yo' cornd yer owt good abaat a mon yo'd better yer naught at all. 'But I've summat good to tell thee abaat owd Moses. 'Nay, lad, I think nod. Th' Etheop cornd change his skin, nor th' leopard his spots. 'But Moses hes ged'n aat o' his skin, and changed it for a gradely good un and o'.
"A fellow must have something to divert his mind," he thought, "or he'd go mad. And there's no harm done the poor thing takes it as a kindness, I'm sure. I suppose her life's dull enough. We're a pair." He felt her shoulders heaving a little, as if she were gulping down something. At last she said: "You ain't troublesome. I ought to ha' yerd ye come in." He released her suddenly.
He couldno riddle through wi lees; I kept him to 't, as yo mun keep a horse to a jump straight an tight. I had it aw out about Strafford, an t'Five Members, an thoose dirty dealins wi th' Irish devils! Yo should ha yerd it, Davy yo should, I'll uphowd yo! And placing his stick between his knees, the old man leant his hands upon it, with a meditative and judicial air.
Ole groun'-hog mighty comf'ble in de hole." And he heaped up another pile of shells. "Fust night de jedge come he tol' de colonel dat Miss Nancy say we all got to come home when de month's up, railroad or no railroad. Dat was a week ago. Den de jedge tasted dat Madary Mister Grocerman sent, an' I ain't yerd nuffin' 'bout goin' home since. Is you yerd, Major?"
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