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Slow, like! slow, Minister, bearin' in mind that I'm a slow man, and not used to it. This this lady, she come to your house yisterday, as ever was?" "Yesterday," assented the minister; and his voice had a tender, almost compassionate tone, as if he were speaking to a child. "And a fine day it were!" said Captain January.
"I'm the construction boss av this section, an' I'm the mon that had the unhappy experience av lookin' into the business end av 'Firebrand's' six-shooter yisterday." "'Firebrand's'?" she said, with a puzzled look at him. "Thot mon, Trevison, ma'am; that's what they call him. An' he fits it bedad beggin' your pardon." "Oh," she said; "then you know him." And she felt a sudden interest in Carson.
"For John bumpuss, aboord the Schooner fome "my darlin Jo, "ever sins you towld me yisterday that youd bin an gaged yerself into the fome, my mind has been Onaisy.
I meekly interposed. Mrs. Tucker was fast stunning me! "Law yis! Melindy, you go git that 'ere key; it's a-hangin' up'side o' the lookin'glass in the back shed, under that bunch o' onions father strung up yisterday. Got the bread sot to rise, hev ye? well, git yer bunnet an' go out to the coop with Mr. Greene, 'n' show him the turkeys an' the chickens, 'n' tell what dre'ful luck we hev hed.
About broad day in the morning the king and the duke come up in the garret and woke me up, and I see by their look that there was trouble. The king says: "Was you in my room night before last?" "No, your majesty" which was the way I always called him when nobody but our gang warn't around. "Was you in there yisterday er last night?" "No, your majesty." "Honor bright, now no lies."
A little way beyond we met Isaiah Peet, the prosperous money-lender, who had cheated the old woman of her own. I fancied that he looked somewhat ashamed, as he recognized us. To my surprise, he stopped his horse in most social fashion. "Old Aunt Peet's passed away," he informed me briskly. "She had a shock, and went right off sudden yisterday fore-noon.
Bud bent forward in his chair, put his hands on his knees, and answered slowly, without a tremor in his voice: "I ain't got none. One come yisterday to the jail, but he didn't like what I tol' him and he ain't showed up since."
"Which is it, doctor dear?" inquired Phil. "This one I am pressing now." "Arrah! don't press so hard, plaze, it's hurtin' me ye are. Shure that's the place where I run me head slap up agin the spanker-boom four days ago. Av that's me bump o' vineration, it wos three times as big an' twice as hard yisterday it wos, indade."
More by token, here's three dollars I brought home with me yisterday." Andy pulled out from his pocket six silver half-dollars, and offered them to his mother. "Where did you get them, Andy?" she asked, in surprise. "Where did I get them? One way and another, by overwork. We won't starve while them last, will we?" Andy's cheerful tone had its effect upon his mother.
"Well, I must say," said Miss Prissy, taking out the loaf-cake with busy assiduity, "I must say, Candace, this does beat all!" "I should rader tink it oughter," said Candace, bridling herself with proud consciousness; "ef it don't, 'ta'n't 'cause ole Candace ha'n't put enough into it. I tell ye, I didn't do nothin' all day yisterday but jes' make dat ar cake.
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