"I done jest gib him his supper, and chucked de chile in his bed.

An' I ain't put a hand on him neither.

Jes' as yuh sez he done hab a lesson; but I tells him if he ebber goes to dat ere mill-pond agin I lays fo' him, and makes him smart like fun." "I'm sorry to trouble you, Sarah, but I've dropped my knife somewhere, and remembered having taken it out of my pocket when you were showing us Brutus' playhouse.

Would you mind getting a lamp, and going back there just to take a look around.

I value that knife a lot, and would hate to lose it.