Major Jones's Courtship and Travels: Comprising All the Scenes, Incidents and Adventures of His Courtship, in a Series of Letters by Himself; as Well as the Humorous Narrative of His Travels from Georgia to Canada, and Back, Together with His Experience in Each Town He Passed Through, Volume 1, Parts 1-2
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Page 101 - Don't hurt it for the world," ses Miss Mary. Cato untied the rope that was round the jice, and let the bag down easy on the floor, and I tumbled out all covered with corn meal, from head to foot. "Goodness gracious!" ses Miss Mary, "if it aint the Majer himself!" "Yes," ses I, "and you know you promised to keep my Crismus present as long as you lived.
Page 101 - I was froze stiff, one look at her sweet face, as she stood thar lookin down to the floor with her roguish eyes, and her bright curls fallin all over her snowy neck, would have fotched me too. I tell you what, it was worth hangin in a meal bag from one Crismus to another to feel as happy as I have ever sense. I went home after we had the laugh out, and sot by the fire till I got thawed.
Page 96 - Majer's got to give me a Crismus gift, — won't you, Majer ? " "Oh, yes," ses I; "you know I promised you one." " But I didn't mean that," ses she. " I've got one for you, what I want you to keep all your life, but it would take a two-bushel bag to hold it,
Page 102 - I'd like to have it all over at once, but young galls always like to be engaged a while, you know, so I spose I must wait a month or so. Mary (she ses I mustn't...
Page 98 - Come here, good feller," ses I, and whistled a little to him, but it wasn't no use. Thar he stood and kep up his everlastin whinin and barkin all night. I couldn't tell when daylight was breakin^ only by the chickens crowin, and I was monstrous glad to hear 'em, for if I'd had to stay thar one hour more, I don't believe I'd ever got out of that bag alive. Old Miss Stallins come out fust, and as soon as she...
Page 98 - I thought how she would be supprised in the mornin, and then it went in a canter. Bimeby the cussed old dog come up on the porch and begun to smell about the bag, and then he barked like he thought he'd treed something. "Bow! wow! wow!" ses he. Then he'd smell agin, and try to git up to the bag. " Git out! " ses I, very low, for fear the galls mought hear me. "Bow! wow!" ses he. "Be gone! you bominable fool...
Page 17 - I am devoted to them — I think of them day and night ! " That was too much— it shot me right up, and I sot as still as could be for more'na minute. I never felt so warm behind the ears afore in all my life. Thunder ! how my blood did bile up all over me, and I felt like I could knock Matthew Matix into a greasspot, if he'd only been thar.
Page 95 - What's I done, Miss Carline ? " ses I. " You come under little sister's chicken bone, and I do blieve she knew you was comin when she put it over the dore." " No I didn't — I didn't no such thing, now," ses Miss Mary, and her face blushed red all over.