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From: | Ned Cook |
Subject: | [Bug-gne] sensible withstand |
Date: | Sun, 27 Aug 2006 17:04:25 +0200 |
Miss Lydia, looking quite grown up and a little
worried, came in fromher room. Up here wedont look at things just as you people do.
The community were left to the moreostentatious information of the defendants
counsel, Messrs.
And how did you know we were in Washington? Picture
to yourself, gentlemen, the lonely moonlightroad beside the widows humble
cottage.
Den I open a blacksmith shop, suh, and made some
money and boughtsome lan.
When I lef old mars says: Take dem mule colts,
Mose, and, if it beso you gits able, pay fur em.
He was quitedecently dressed in a baggy suit of
black.
I put it all over em last night, Major, he began
exultantly. Den I open a blacksmith shop, suh, and made some money and boughtsome
lan.
The Major rose and came forward at the old,
familiar style of address.
It was this, he continued, whichlifted his heart as
he approached the building.
I admit I did get a lot of pointers from you
thathelped out wonderfully in the part.
Miss Lydia threw up her hands in silent
despair.
Dontstand there like a stuck fool starin at him.
Weve been pretty good friends for some months, and Im going totake the risk of
offending you again. He bowedgraciously, and politely motioned them each to a seat.
I put it all over em last night, Major, he began exultantly.
When I lef old mars says: Take dem mule colts,
Mose, and, if it beso you gits able, pay fur em.
It was the Southern style and aspect of the place
thatpleased the eyes of the Talbots.
OldUncle Mose Mitchell, dey calls me now. I have a
pretty good memory, Major; let me quote a fewlines from your book. The community
were left to the moreostentatious information of the defendants counsel, Messrs.
Before he could rise, she pulled him back into his seat.
The way the audience caught on shows that. It was
not long before the two were like old chums.
Vardeman could find no objection toenrolling him
upon her list of boarders. His only gift wascharacteristic alike of his methods and
his economy.
Miss Lydia threw up her hands in silent despair. I
take what Iwant, and what I can, and return it over the footlights.
The new DistrictJudge returned Colonel Starbottles
profoundly punctilious bow. They are not from Alabama, sir, said the Major
haughtily. Old-fashioned, too, she was; but antebellum glory did not radiate fromher
as it did from the Major. Miss Lydia threw up her hands in silent
despair.
That is not the point, persisted the Major,
unrelenting. We must have money, said Miss Lydia, with a little wrinkle above
hernose.
Do you want to advertise thecopy by exhibiting the
original coat?
The Major asked that he be sent upto his study.
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