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The Attache

CHAPTER XI
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An emigrant house is no place to stop at, is it?
There is a tin case,' sais he, 'containin' a cold tongue and some biscuits, in my portmanter; please to get them out.

You must act as butler to-night, if you please; for I can't eat any thing that old woman touches.' "So I spreads one of his napkins on the table, and gets out the eatables, and then he produced a pocket pistol, for he was a sensible man was the judge, and we made a small check, for there warn't enough for a feed.
"Arter that, he takes out a night-cap, and fits it on tight, and then puts on his cloak, and wraps the hood of it close over his head, and foldin' himself up in it, he went and laid down without ondressin'.

The lawyer took a stretch for it on the bench, with his gig cushions for a pillar, and I makes up the fire, sits down on the chair, puts my legs up on the jamb, draws my hat over my eyes, and folds my arms for sleep.
"'But fust and foremost,' sais I, 'aunty, take a drop of the strong waters: arter goin' the whole hog that way, you must need some,' and I poured her out a stiff corker into one of her mugs, put some sugar and hot water to it, and she tossed it off as if she railly did like it.
"'Darn that pig,' said she, 'it is so poor, its back is as sharp as a knife.

It hurt me properly, that's a fact, and has most broke my crupper bone.' And she put her hand behind her, and moaned piteous.
"'Pig skin,' sais I, 'aunty, is well enough when made into a saddle, but it ain't over pleasant to ride on bare back that way,' sais I, 'is it?
And them bristles ain't quite so soft as feathers, I do suppose.' "I thought I should a died a holdin' in of a haw haw that way.

Stifling a larf a'most stifles oneself, that's a fact.


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