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Updated: June 27, 2025


Here I thought it best to give a rattle at the door-lock; for, as I live, there was old Mrs. Shum a-walkin down the stairs! It appears that one of the younger gals, a-looking out of the bed-rum window, had seen my master come in, and coming down to tea half an hour afterwards, said so in a cussary way. Old Mrs.

Soa Rip an' me gooes out a-walkin' o' evenin's, he bein' a dog as did credit tiv a man, an' I catches a lot o' rats an' we hed a bit of a match on in an awd dry swimmin'-bath at back o' t' cantonments, an' it was none so long afore he was as bright as a button again.

"Not a bit," said be; "when you've been a-walkin' an' a-walkin' all day past 'edge and 'edge, and tree and tree, it's bad enough, but it's worse when the sun's gone out, an' you foller the glimmer o' the road on and on, past 'edges as ain't 'edges, and trees as ain't trees, but things as touch you as you pass, and reach out arter you in the dark, behind.

There, to tell 'ee the truth, I'm fair wore out, what with a body's feelin's and a-walkin' so far i' the sun, and the dust a-gettin' down one's throat wi' every sob, so to speak. 'Ees, my dear, I'm terrible dry, an' I would like a cup o' tea, jist about! They hadn't nothin' but ham," she added, "yonder at Brother John's. 'Twas a bit salt.

First time I went they was a man in skin-tights a-walkin' on a rope h'isted 'way up over ever'body's head." "What's skin-tights?" asked Billy, thrilled in spite of himself. "It's spangles 'round yer waist, an' shoes without no heels to 'em. You see, the man couldn't wear many clothes, 'cause it would make him too heavy to stay up there in the air.

He broke off, turning to the others; "you all 'eard 'im call for a pint o' ale?" "Ah we 'eard 'im," they nodded. "Comes a-walkin' in 'ere 'e do, bold as brass calls for a pint o' ale drinks it off, an' 'ands me 'is 'at; you all seen 'im 'and me 'is 'at?" he inquired, once more addressing the others. "Every man of us," the four chimed in with four individual nods.

Indeed, on this point they were inflexible, and as Mrs. Twitt remarked on one occasion, with a pious rolling-up of the whites of her eyes "To see that little black man with the 'igh stomach a-walkin' about this village is enough to turn a baby's bottle sour!

"Well, it seems afore poor Abel went out he wrote a paper an' give it to this 'ere maid, a-leavin' her everything as the poor chap had in the world." "Mercy on me! But she be a-walkin' out wi' somebody else they tell me; she've a-took up wi' the noo love afore she did leave off wi' the wold." "She have," agreed the visitor emphatically. "That be the very thing Susan 'ull find so cruel 'ard.

Why, jest a-walkin' over to Miss Alexander Bobbet'ses, acrost lots, I have come acrost more than forty different kinds of wild flowers, and then, when I got there, I can't begin to tell how many flowers she had in her dooryard.

But you, you're a-walkin' right smack dab into it, weth your eyes open, teachin' fer Gospel the inventions o' men." "W'y what, Uncle Billy?" "W'y, this here Santy Claus a-climbin' down a chimley an' a-cuttin' up didoes fer to make them little ones think they is a reel Santy Claus 'cuz they seen him to the meetin' house.

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