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Yop, or Jaap, or Jaaf, rose tottering, made a low obeisance, and then answered in the semi-respectful, semi-familiar manner of an old, confidential family servant, as the last existed among our fathers: "T'ank 'ee, Miss Dus, wid all my heart," he answered. "Pretty well to-day; but ole Sus, he fail, and grow ol'er and ol'er desp'ate fast!"

Doin' what's right an' nat'ral an 'cordin to de Lawd doan break no hearts. It's de oder ting wot dus in de long run, an' mar'in' gen'ly means a long run. You'd hab ter begin by lyin' 'miscuously, as I tole Marse Clancy, an no good ud come ob dat." "Well, it is all settled as far as Mara is concerned," said Mrs. Bodine, with a little laugh, "and there need be no 'miscuous lying. How Mr.

"Yas, suh," echoed the old servant, "an' till ole Peter's bones is long sence crumble' inter dus'. None er de Frenches' ain' never died till dey was done growed up."

He removed his hat, placed it carefully on the grass, held his hands out from his sides and a little to the front, drew a long deep breath, and said with a solemnity that greatly disturbed Five Bob: "Hashes ter hashes, dus ter dus, Brummy an' an' in hopes of a great an' gerlorious rassaraction!"

The existence of dus ailment is attested by so many witnesses, many of whom, belonging to the profession of medicine, speak with a certain authority, that even the breeders and lovers of snap-dogs are compelled reluctantly to concede it, though as a rule they stoutly deny that it is imparted by the dog. In their view, hydrophobia is a theory, not a condition.

Et de les cele Yglise est li paleis de Monseignor li Dus, grant e biaus a mervoilles. For 'tis the greatest and noblest city, and the finest for merchandise, that the whole world containeth. Let us go back in mind as would that we could go back in body to the year 1268. It is a year which makes no great stir in the history books, but it will serve us well. For only consider her position.

"Never mind, to-night. Wait till to-morrow," said mamma. Tot went obediently to sleep, and woke in the morning to find beside her pillow, such lots of candy her Sugar River candy she thought, all cracked and ready to eat. "It tastes dus 'ike any tandy," said Tot. They didn't tell her then, the illusion was so dear to her childish heart.

Des den, Brer Jesse, he riz up in his seat, sorter keerless like, an' went down inter his britches atter his razer, an' right den I know'd sho' nuff trubble wuz begun. Sis Dilsey, she seed it herse'f, an' she tuck'n let off wunner dem hallyluyah hollers, an' den I disremember w'at come ter pass. "I'm gittin' sorter ole, Brer Rastus, an' it seem like de dus' sorter shet out de pannyrammer.

"Tired?" ventured Helen. "No," said her uncle. "Sick?" further inquired Helen, with real sympathy in her voice. "No," still insisted Uncle Harry. "Dus' feel bum, hey?" And that won the uncle! Still He Wondered One of the physicians at a popular winter health-resort was looking over his books one day, comparing his list of patients.

Wen de wah broke out, de school stop', en de ole school'ouse be'n stannin' empty ever sence, dat is, 'cep'n' fer de ha'nts. En folks sez dat de ole school'ouse, er any yuther house w'at got any er dat lumber in it w'at wuz sawed out'n de tree w'at Sandy wuz turnt inter, is gwine ter be ha'nted tel de las' piece er plank is rotted en crumble' inter dus'."

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