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The road is terribly rough, and it was awful tiresome on the train. Has Ward been around lately?" "Ward, he ain't been here for long time. I guess mebbe it's been six weeks I ain't seen him. Las' time he was here he wrote that letter. He ain't come no more. You let me drag this couch up to the fire, and you lay down and rest yo'self. I'll put on more wood. Seems like this is awful cold winter.

My brother'll be here soon, an' if you want to save yer hide, it will be healthy for you to make yo'self sca'se right off." "Woman," shouted Very, "if you will not unlock the door I'll break it down." "Try it," said she. Jasper did try. He was the strongest man in the county, and it seemed that now the strength of ten men was given him. The door was made of thick oak.

No, SUH! When Ah lies, Ah lies about SOMEFIN', but when yo' lies, yo' jes' lies about NUFFIN', 'ca'se why? 'Ca'se dat Craffordsville nigger he ain' nuffin'. Yo' ought to be 'shamed o' yo'self, nigger, makin' out Miss Violy to be a liar lak dat, an' her bein' de fines' lady in " "Go on 'way wid yo', nigger," retorted Hattie airily.

Sir, will you give yourself the pain to tell not for my sake or reputation, but to the encouragement of the chil'run, and devoid flattery what is yo' opinion of that specimen of reading? Not t'oubling you, but, in two or three word' only if you will give yo'self the pain" "Why, certainly; I think it is I can hardly find words it's remarkable." Bonaventure started with joy. "Chil'run, do you hear?

"The partition line that was made immejitly aafter the war, dividin' the estate between Miss Ann Caarter and yo'self, Colonel, was also tuk from this survey." Fitz conferred with the agent for a moment and then asked the colonel where lay the deposit of coal of which he had spoken. "In a moment, my dear Fitz," said the colonel, deprecatingly, and turning to the agent:

Then she turned, as he felt, perversely, and went on talking with Fulkerson and left him to Miss Woodburn. She finally recognized his disappointment: "Ah don't often get a chance at you, Mr. Beaton, and Ah'm just goin' to toak yo' to death. Yo' have been Soath yo'self, and yo' know ho' we do toak." "I've survived to say yes," Beaton admitted.

For a few moments silence reigned in the camp of the Pony Rider Boys. Then the voice of the singer from somewhere outside was raised again. "W'en de ole black cat widdee yella eyes Slink round like she atter ah mouse, Den yo' bettah take keer yo'self en frien's, Kase dey's sho'ly a witch en de house." "Who is making that unearthly noise?" demanded the Professor in an irritated voice.

A grin crept over the sharp little old face peering out from the bulrushes. "Hi, yo'self!" he shouted, for it really was Unc' Billy Possum. "What are you doing over here?" called Little Joe Otter. "Just a-looking round," replied Unc' Billy Possum, his eyes twinkling. "Have you heard about Reddy Fox?" shouted Billy Mink. "Ah done jes' come from his home," replied Unc' Billy Possum.

"Do you find yo'self pretty well, sir?" inquired Keppel. "I find myself pretty weak," replied Yancy. "Me and Kep has been watching fo' to keep the flies from stinging you," explained Henry. "We-all takes turns doin' that," Keppel added. "Well, and how many of you-all are there?" asked Yancy. "There's six of we-uns and the baby."

"Step right in, suh, yas, suh, an' make yo'self to home, suh. Sit right down front of de fiah, Marse Kenny. Ah won't be more'n two shakes, suh, stablin' yas, suh! Come on hyar, yo' Brandy Boy! Ise gwine show yo' whar yo's gwine to be de happies' hoss in yas, suh, yas, suh!" The young man looked long and searchingly through the trees before entering the house, but saw no sign of his neighbours.