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Then he began again: "In manner Uncle Dave was approachable an' with a kind heart for all mankind, an' a kind word an' a helpin' han' for the needy. He was tollerbul truthful" went on the Bishop with a look at Uncle Davy as if he had profited by previous interruptions. "Tell it as it was, Hillard," nodded Uncle Dave, from the front bench "jes' as it was no lies at my fun'ral."
Say, Carney," turning back to the bar complainingly, "wher's them durned brandy 'cocks' Mr. Tresler ordered a whiles back? You're gettin' most like a fun'ral on an up-hill trail. Slow eh? Guess if we're to be pizened I sez do it quick."
I never could see the propriety o' goin' to see folks dead that you never went to see alive." "How you talk! That's one way o' puttin' it! Well, everybody was lookin' for you, and you missed a very pleasant fun'ral. David 'n' I arranged everything as neat as wax, and it all went off like clock-work, if I do say so as shouldn't. Mis' Pettigrove made a beautiful remains." "I'm glad to hear it.
"Hold on, Bishop," said Uncle Davy, rising and protesting earnestly "this is my fun'ral an' I ain't a-goin' to have nothin' told but the exact facts: Jes' alter that by sayin' I was a tollerbul good boy, tollerbul diligent, with a big sprinklin' o' meanness an' laziness in me, an' that my old daddy, God bless his memory for it in them days cleared up mighty nigh a ten acre lot of guv'ment land cuttin' off the underbrush for my triflin' hide."
Land sakes! the neighbors used to happen in 'bout every week for years 'n' years, hopin' he'd get another one finished up, but he never did, not to my knowledge.... Why, it's the gospel truth that when Mis' Doolittle died he had to have her embalmed, so 't he could git the front door hung for the fun'ral!
"I set ter work first thing on this road," said the man triumphantly to Ella as he stood, shovel in hand, at the door. "The parson's right behind, an' there's a lot more behind him. Gorry! I was afraid I wouldn't git here in time, but the fun'ral wan't till two, was it?" Ella's dry lips refused to move. She shook her head. "There's a mistake," she said faintly. "There ain't no fun'ral.
A big heap; and I tell you, if that was my place, I'd never need to get outside her fences to find all I needed. I'd be a millionaire." Smallbones looked up into his face curiously. He was thinking hard. But his imagination was limited. Finally he decided that Peter was laughing at him. "Guess your humor's 'bout as elegant as a fun'ral. An' it ain't good on an empty stummick. I pass."
"Then Râjah Rasâlu stood aghast; but he thought of the cricket's gift at last, and taking it out of his pocket thrust it into the fire, and a cloud as dust showed in the sky and the distant whirr of thousands of wings caused the air to stir, as, dark'ning the day like a fun'ral pall, a flight of crickets appeared at the call. 'What is our task? asked his friend with a laugh; 'only that?
But they waited <i>waited,</i> Thaddeus, jest as everybody does, till their folks is dead." "But, Harriet," demurred the old man, "surely you'd 'a' had them boys come ter their own mother's fun'ral!" "Come! I'd 'a' had 'em come before, while Ella Perkins could 'a' feasted her eyes on 'em. Thaddeus," Mrs.
I doan' know 'xactly whare de teas 'll be dis arternoon, but ye kin tell de houses whar dar is a tea inside by de carriages a-waitin', an' ef it aint a tea, it's a fun'ral, and all yer's got to do is to go inside an' see if she's dar." I could not refrain from smiling, but I was greatly discouraged. How could I wait until evening for the desired interview?
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