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"'Shall you see him again? she asks me. "'Yes'm, I'll see him at New Awlins, I says. "'You may tell him, she says, her face gettin' pink, 'that as far as my horse is concerned I haven't changed my mind. "On the way back to the house I gets to thinkin'. "'I'm goin' round to the kitchen 'n' say hello to Aunt Liza, I says to Miss Goodloe. "Liza's glad to see me this time mighty glad.

She was a poor beggar child, out in the rain, and a little frightened at the approach of a stranger. She did not move away, however; but stood eying me irresolutely, with that pathetic mixture of interrogation and defiance in her face which is so often seen in the prematurely developed faces of poverty-stricken children. "Aren't the colors pretty?" I said. She brightened instantly. "Yes'm.

As the young man hurried away he passed Mary's car. "Why, it's Archey!" she thought. Whether or not it was due to telepathy, the young man looked up and his colour deepened under his tan. "It is Archey; isn't it?" asked Mary, leaning forward and smiling. "Yes'm," he said, awkwardly enough, and grammar deserting him in his confusion he added: "It's me all right, Miss Spencer."

Perhaps Miss Thorne would take her back to the city, as her maid, when Miss Hathaway came home, for, in the books, such things frequently happened. Would she go? Hepsey was trying to decide, when there was a light, rapid step on the stairs, a moment's hesitation in the hall, and Miss Thorne came into the dining-room. "Good morning, Hepsey," she said, cheerily; "am I late?" "Yes'm.

"You don't find any of that in this country," Walt laughed. "Should say not," the man answered. "An' I ain't here a-lookin' for it neither. I'm tryin' to find my sister. Mebbe you know where she lives. Her name's Johnson, Mrs. William Johnson." "You're not her Klondike brother!" Madge cried, her eyes bright with interest, "about whom we've heard so much?" "Yes'm, that's me," he answered modestly.

But Nan was not to be restrained. "Before she was married! Yes'm! an' a good deal too late 'twas she was married too. 'Deed, Miss Hetty, yer ain't never going to take her in to live with you, be yer?" she muttered. "Yes, I am, Nan," Hetty said firmly; "and you must never let such a word as that pass your lips again. You will displease me very much if you do not treat Mrs. Little respectfully."

"Yes'm," said Dick vaguely, "but dar's on'y one string." "Only one? Where are all the rest, I'd like to know?" Dabney and his friends were around the corner of the house now, and her last question was plainly directed to them. "The rest of what, Mrs. Myers'?" "Why, the fish. What have you done with them?" "Oh! they're all right, Mrs. Myers," said Ford. "Fish are good for brains.

"Put down that eraser!" "Yes'm. I just thought " Sharply bidden to get forward with his task, he explained in a feeble voice that he had first to tie a shoe string and stooped to do so, but was not permitted.

"I believe he did, Stonie, and how thankful I am," exclaimed little Miss Amanda, with real relief at this deliverance of young Tobe, who was her especial, both self-elected and chosen, knight from the General's cohorts. "Yes'm," answered Stonie. "Come on now, Rose Mamie!

"Yes'm, I might," sighed poor little Evangeline. "He's my darlin' dear." A terrible separation yawned before her like a bottomless pit of desolation. How was she to live Elly Preciousless? "Can't I come over an' an' hold him when he isn't when he isn't sneezing?" she suddenly sobbed forth. Miss Theodosia was too engrossed to be sympathetic. There were many things to think of. "Come over?