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Si took his can and carefully approached his tent, that he might decide upon his plan before Shorty could see him and his load. He discovered that Shorty was sitting at a little distance, with his back to him, cleaning his gun, which he had taken apart. "Bully," thought Si. "Just the thing. His hands are dirty and greasy, and he won't want to tech anything to eat."
In dem days," continued the old man, observing a look of incredulity on the little boy's face, "in dem days creeturs had lots mo' sense dan dey got now; let 'lone dat, dey had sense same like folks. Hit was tech en go wid um, too, mon, en w'en dey make up der mines w'at hatter be done, 'twant mo'n menshun'd 'fo, hit wuz done.
Have you been near her? Put her out immediately! How on earth did she get there?" "You allus telled me to let everybody in," chattered Israel. "Put her out! put her out!" cried Aunt Pen, half dancing with impatience. "We can't get her out. She's right acrost der door-step. We's feared ter tech her."
Wade moved close to him, also looking dangerous. "Don't tech me!" Bill threatened, squaring off. He was not quick enough. Wade knocked him down flat on a heap of moulding-sand. The hat in mourning for Poole found its place in a puddle. Bill did not like the new Emperor's method of compelling kotou. Round One of the mill had not given him enough.
Here, too, its various committees meet. In the room adjoining, a French lesson is going on; in that, German; in this, penmanship. Still higher up we find the "Tech" Glee Club practising, and this large room adjoining is filled with those who are learning vocal music. The building seems a very hive something going on everywhere. Let us now descend to the basement.
Old Dolliver stooped over the fallen boy and wiped the blood from his lips. "Don't tech him!" he croaked. "He's broke ev'ry bone in his body, I make no doubt. An' he'd oughter have a doctor " "I'll get one," said Ann Hicks, briskly, in the old man's ear. "Where's the nearest and the best?" "Doc Haverly at Lumberton." "I'll get him." "It's six miles, Miss. You'd never walk it.
He thought ye was an officer at fust, 'n' hit was hard to git him out o' the idee thet ye was spyin' fer him; 'n' when he seed ye goin' to the house, he got it inter his head that ye mought be meanin' harm to Easter, who air the only thing alive thet he keers fer much. He promised not to tech ye, 'n' I knowed he would keep his word as long as he was sober.
"Faith," she exclaimed as she admitted them, "an' it 's mighty glad I am to see ye ag'in, Misther Payterson! An' how hev ye be'n, Misther Payterson, sence I see ye lahst?" "Middlin' well, Mis' Flannigan, middlin' well, 'ceptin' a tech er de rheumatiz. S'pose you be'n doin' well as usual?" "Oh yis, as well as a dacent woman could do wid a drunken baste about the place like the lahst coachman.
"So he ought to be a good man, and a man's legs ought to reach from his body to the ground but sometimes he has one short leg that don't quite tech. Now the Reverend wasn't interested so much in takin' care of them children as he was in showin' how he could raise money.
Perhaps it was lucky it had come now instead of later. Of course, Chambers Tech was only a fair-to-middling team and Brimfield ought to have beaten her hands down, but since she hadn't, there was no use in worrying about it.
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