. "The fambly album"; another "fotygraft album," shown to the new preacher by Rebecca Sparks Peters, aged eleven; the "bigger album from upstairs". This heres Billy Riley and his wife. Heust t keep th Ne Plus Ultry livery-stabledown town, and one time when pa was a-f eel in funny he stops in there when there was acrowd uh loafers hangin round, and sings outt Billy: Is this Mr. Riley they speak of so this Mr. Riley that keeps th hotel? And Billy, he says, Only fer horses, hesays, but yuh kin sleep here ef youre deadset on doin it. And he took and throwed painto a manger and covered hi
. "The fambly album"; another "fotygraft album," shown to the new preacher by Rebecca Sparks Peters, aged eleven; the "bigger album from upstairs". This heres Billy Riley and his wife. Heust t keep th Ne Plus Ultry livery-stabledown town, and one time when pa was a-f eel in funny he stops in there when there was acrowd uh loafers hangin round, and sings outt Billy: Is this Mr. Riley they speak of so this Mr. Riley that keeps th hotel? And Billy, he says, Only fer horses, hesays, but yuh kin sleep here ef youre deadset on doin it. And he took and throwed painto a manger and covered him up weth a lot uhold straw. Pa come home jist hoppin mad, wethhis hair and whiskers full uh chaff and stuff,and ma says, Merv Peters, wont yuh neverlearn nothin? she says. Ive alius noticedthat jokers is th poorest hands t take jokes,she That theres Lem Arnold, a cousin uh kind of a meek lookin feller, but hes gota turribul temper ands alius goin t fightsomebody. But he alius backs out when thtime comes, though. Pa says Lems got lotsuh valyer but a blamed sight more discreet!on,whatever them words means; says, pa does,that Lems alius a-settin out t lick some feller,both ends in th air and stummick dragginth ground, like a hog goin t war. Pas jista little bit coarse sometimes, / think, but masays all them humorists is. Theres one thing Lem can do, though, whenhes a mind tuh, and thats sing. Itd do yerheart good t hear him sing about CharlesGittaw. It goes like this: My name is Charles Gittaw,My name Ill neer deny;Ill leave my dear old par-runtsIn sorruh fer t die. Oh, little did I think,When in my youthful bloom,That to th scuffle I must goFer t meet my fatal doom. Theres more, but I over.
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