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Seite 120 - That a tax on old bachelors' pates should be laid, And in order to make them all willing to marry, The tax was as large as a man could well carry. The bachelors grumbled and said 'twas no use, 'Twas horrid injustice and horrid abuse, And declared that to save their own hearts' blood from spilling, Of such a vile tax they would not pay a shilling.
Seite 36 - DEAR COUSIN EPHRAIM: — I now take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well, hoping these few lines will find you enjoying the same blessing. When I come down to Portland I didn't think o' staying more than three or four days, if I could sell my load of ax handles, and mother's cheese, and cousin Nabby's bundle of footings; but when I got here I found Uncle Nat was gone a freighting down to Quoddy, and...
Seite 32 - I would like to take a bite." "Well," says he, "I wouldn't sell 'em to anybody else so, but, seeing it's you, I don't care if you take 'em." I knew he lied, for he never seen me before in his life. Well, he handed down the biscuits, and I took 'em, and walked round the store awhile, to see what else he had to sell. At last says I, — "Mister, have you got any good cider?" Says he, "Yes, as good as ever ye see.
Seite 200 - I took hold and shook for him once in awhile to help him along, but at last he got so tired he had to lay down on a soft bench covered with cloth and shake as well as he could, and when he couldn't shake he'd nod to 'em as they come along. And at last he got so beat out, he couldn't only wrinkle his forward and wink.
Seite 30 - In the fall of the year 1829, I took it into my head I'd go to Portland. I had heard a good deal about Portland, what a fine place it was, and how the folks got rich there proper fast; and that fall there was a couple of new papers come up to our place from there, called the "Portland Courier...
Seite 31 - Yes." Well, then, says I to myself, I have a pesky good mind to go in and have a try with one of these chaps and see if they can twist my eye-teeth out. If they can get the best end of a bargain out of me they can do what there ain'ta man in our place can do; and I should just like to know what sort of stuff these ere Portland chaps are made of.
Seite 247 - I'll tell you : suppose you have a bushel of potatoes in Downingville, and you wanted to send them to Washington, how much would it cost you to get them there ?' ' Well,' says I, ' about two shillins lawful — for I sent a barrel there to the Gineral last fall, and that cost me a dollar freight.
Seite 200 - ... em as they come along. And at last he got so beat out, he couldn't only wrinkle his forehead and wink. Then I kind of stood behind him and reached my arm round under his, and shook for him for about a half an hour as tight as I could spring, .Then we concluded it was best to adjourn for to-day.