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"Doctor, did you ever know did you ever hear that a fall could give back sight?" Dr. Littlejohn started and peered into the wan face lying back on the pillow. Its impassiveness reassured him. "Why, perhaps once or twice," he returned slowly, falling back into his old position, "though rarely very rarely." "But it has happened?" "Yes, it has happened. There was a case recently in England.
I realised this as Littlejohn took a long look over our wonderful West, and asked by what singular process of diplomacy we got to many fine states, so richly burdened with natural resources? He reckoned we must have come the smart of our go-ahead principles over the French, Spanish and Mexicans, and then insinuated ourselves into their dominions.
"Committed to jail, a negro man, he is crippled in the right leg." Mr. James H. Taylor, Charleston South Carolina, in the "Courier," August 7, 1837. "Absconded, a colored boy, named Peter, lame in the right leg." "Brought to jail, a negro man, his left ankle has been broke." Mr. Littlejohn Rynes, Hinds Co. Mi. in the "Natchez Courier," August, 17, 1838.
"I'm terrible thirsty!" said Mrs. Littlejohn, with a long groan. "There's some water in that air pail." Gypsy went into the corner where the pail stood, and filled the mug with water; then, not being able to think of anything more to say, she concluded to go. "Good mornin'clock," said Mrs. Littlejohn, in a forgiving tone; "I hope you'll come agin."
Neither in his references to this, nor in those to another threatened, though as yet deferred blow, expected from the ever-declining health of the Lockharts' eldest child, the 'Hugh Littlejohn' of the Tales of a Grandfather, is there any tone of whining on the one hand, or any mark of insensibility on the other.
"I hae nae great objection to the prison, only that a body canna win out o't; and if it wad please you as weel, Bailie, I wad gie you my word to appear afore the Lords at the Circuit, or in ony other coart ye like, on ony day ye are pleased to appoint." "I rather think, my good friend," answered Bailie Littlejohn, "your word might be a slender security where your neck may be in some danger.
'It's only us outsiders, a voice replied, in most harmless accents. "'There! I told you we'd make a mess of it, that the outsiders would break in upon us' said Littlejohn, with a savage grimace, directing himself to Dablerdeen, who it was now thought better to call Grandmamma Fudge.
Spaulding, it should be remembered, were the first white women that ever crossed that mighty range which nature seems to have intended as a barrier against the aggressive westward march of the Anglo-Saxon race. Strong indeed must have been the impelling motive which carried these two weak women over that rugged barrier! Mr. and Mrs. Gray, Mr. and Mrs. Clark, Mr. and Mrs. Littlejohn, Mr. and Mrs.
"Were you at the ruins of St. Ruth any time in the course of that evening?" "Bailie Littlejohn," said the mendicant, "if it be your honour's pleasure, we'll cut a lang tale short, and I'll just tell ye, I am no minded to answer ony o' thae questions I'm ower auld a traveller to let my tongue bring me into trouble."
"'One word, if you please, Mr. Smooth! suddenly interrupted John Littlejohn, 'it is in that the dangerous element of your Yankee nature exists.
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