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"Turn that freckled face o' yo's around here, Johnnie March; we ain't Garnet and Pettigrew, an' th' ain't nothin' the matteh with that saddle." "Howdy, Cap'm," said John, as if too busy to look up. "Howdy yo'seff! What new devilment you up to now? None? Oh, then we didn't see nobody slide off fum behine that saddle an' slip into the bushes. Who was it, John? Was it Johanna, so-called?"
Bending forward he tucked his original five-dollar note into the toe of the despised footgear. "I am not going home broke," he explained laboriously to Pete; "as I certainly shall if I dare go upstairs again to find my hat." "Yo's sholly sens'ble," Pete approved. "But they ain't no reason why yo' sho'd tek enny mo' chances ef yo' don't wantuh," he added, knotting the laces.
"En dat po' boy dat you's be'n a-kickin' en a-cuffin' today is Percy Driscoll's son en yo' marster " "You beast!" "En his name is Tom Driscoll, en yo's name's Valet de Chambers, en you ain't GOT no fambly name, beca'se niggers don't have em!" Tom sprang up and seized a billet of wood and raised it, but his mother only laughed at him, and said: "Set down, you pup! Does you think you kin skyer me?
Terry did the same; so did Jericho. Biler had none to remove, but he raised his potato in the air. Zac led off "Hip, hip, hip, h-o-o-o-r-a-a-a-y!" "Arrah, captain, darlint, an' while yo's about it, sure ye won't be forgettin' ould Ireland," cried Terry, as the ringing cheers died away over the waters. "Certingly," said Zac. "Course. Here goes!"
"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.
"You found yo' man?" "Shucks! Hit wa'n't the man I wanted, hit were my boat a nice, reg'lar pine an' oak-frame boat. I bet me I chucked him ovehbo'd, an' towed back up to Memphis. Hit were a good $300 bo't, sports built, an' hits on the riveh yet Dart Mitto's got hit, junkin'. You'll see him down by Arkansaw Old Mouth if yo's trippin' right down." "I expect to," Rasba replied, doubtfully.
Shamed ob dese hyer hosses! Frettin' cause yo's gotter 'scort a pair of animals what's got pedigrees dat reach back ter Noah's Ark eanemost! Why, dey blood kin make you-all's look lak mullen sap, an' dey manners, even if dey ain' nothin' but hosses, jist natchelly mak' yo' light clean outer sight. Sho'! Go long, chile! Yo' gotter live some.
Flossie and Freddie, not having Sam's hand to take hold of now, were holding each other's and watching the colored man help the stranger. "Hold on now! Jest take it easy!" advised Sam, in, a soothing voice. "Yo's gwine to feel better soon. Is you much hurted?" The man seemed more dazed than ever.
Jordan, does yo' know what's der matter wid ye? "I told her I didn't; thet I'd give a band o' cattle ter find out. "'Laws, says she, 'I'd tell cheaper'n dat, only yo'd think I is sassy. "I said: 'Aunty, yo' goahead. If yo's sassy, I's too sick to care. "'Why, bless yo' soul, honey, says she, 'yo's jest ded in lub wid the schoolma'm, Mrs. Margaret. I noze. I's been dar myself.
Merriwell led Carson toward the waiting surrey. Toots was standing on the platform, holding the horses. "I believe you've met Toots, Berlin," said Frank. "How'd do, Mist' Carson how'd do, sah?" bowed Toots, his cap promptly coming off his kinky head. "Long time since Ah've seen yo', sah, an' Ah don' beliebe Ah'd known yo'. Yo's monstrous changed monstrous changed."
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