Colonel Carter of CartersvilleHoughton, Mifflin, 1891 - 208 sayfa |
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Sayfa 68 - John says, his face gittin' white an' he a-jerkin' his handkerchief from his pocket. ' Shoo !' " Major, I hope to have my brains kicked out by a lame grasshopper if ebery one ob dem gooses didn't put down de udder leg ! " ' Now, you lyin' nigger,' he says, raisin' his cane ober my head,
Sayfa 69 - I was feared de gal would git hurt, an' how she was on'y a-foolin', thinkin' it was my goose ; an' den de ole marsa look in de fire for a long time, an' den he says, — " ' Dat 's Colonel Barbour's Henny, ain't it, Chad?
Sayfa 65 - 'Is we got a goose? Didn't you help pick it ?' "I see whar my hair was short, an' I snatched up a hot dish from de hearth, opened de oven do', an' slide de goose in jes as he was, an' lay him down befo
Sayfa 66 - I'll take a leg ob dat goose' — jes so. "Well, marsa, cut off de leg an' put a little stuffin' an' gravy on wid a spoon, an' says to me, 'Chad, see what dat gemman '11 have.
Sayfa 24 - Jedge Kerfoot, and myself, there would have been a lawsuit." Fitz lay back in his chair and roared. "And they did not hang the colonel?" "Hang a Talcott! No, suh; we don't hang gentlemen down our way. Jedge Kerfoot vehy properly charged the coroner's jury that it was a matter of self-defense, and Colonel Talcott was not detained mo' than haalf an hour." The colonel stopped, unlocked a closet in the sideboard, and produced a black bottle labeled in ink,
Sayfa 67 - cause I cotched it fust.' " 'Well,' said he, lookin' like he look when he send for you in de little room, ' I '11 settle wid ye after dinner.' " Well, dar I was shiverin' an shakin' in my shoes, an' droppin' gravy an' spillin' de wine on de tablecloth, I was dat shuck up ; an...
Sayfa 62 - Jane runnin' round same as a chicken wid its head off, — an" der heads was off befo' dey knowed it, an' dey a-br'ilin' on de gridiron. " Dat would go on a week or mo', an' den up dey '11 all git an' away dey 'd go to de nex' plantation, an' take Miss Nancy along wid 'em on her little sorrel mare, an" I on Marsa John's black horse, to take care bofe of 'em. Dem was times ! "My old marsa," — and his eyes glistened, — " my old Marsa John was a gemman, sah, like dey don't see nowadays. Tall, sah,...
Sayfa 7 - Put yo' body in that chair and yo' feet on the fender — my fire and yo' fender! No, Fitz's fender and yo' andirons! Charmin' combination!" It is always one of my delights to watch the colonel as he busies himself about the room, warming a big chair for his guests, punching the fire, brushing the sparks from the pile of plates, and testing the temperature of the claret lovingly with the palms of his hands. He is perhaps fifty years of age, tall and slightly built. His iron gray hair is brushed straight...
Sayfa 66 - He rolled him ober on de dish, dis way an' dat way, an' den he jabbed dat ole bonehandled caarvin' fork in him an' hel' him up ober de dish an' looked under him an
Sayfa 62 - Chad, come yer till I bre'k yo' head ; ' an' den when I come he 'd laugh fit to kill hisself . Dat 's when you do right. But when you was a low-down nigger an' got de debbil in yer, an' ole marsa hear it an' send de oberseer to de quarters for you to come to de little room in de big house whar de walls was all books an' whar his desk was, 't wa'n't no birds about his voice den, — mo