_(In the Chapel)_ The appointed lot has come upon me, mother, The mournful ending of my years of strife, This changing world I leave, and to another In blood and terror goes my spirit's life. But thou, grief-smitten, cease thy mortal we... Read more of Farewell To My Mother at Martin Luther King.caInformational Site Network Informational
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"Sir!" said Fieryfaces, the lawyer, to an unwilling witness, "Sir! do
you say, upon your oath, that Blinkins is a dishonest man?"

"I didn't say he was ever accused of being an honest man, did I?"
replied Pipkins.

"Does the court understand you to say, Mr. Pipkins, that the plaintiff's
reputation is bad?" inquired the judge, merely putting the question to
keep his eyes open.

"I didn't say it was good, I reckon."

"Sir!" said Fieryfaces, "Sir-r! upon your oath--mind, upon your oath,
upon your oath, you say that Blinkins is a rogue, a villain and a
thief!"

"You say so," was Pip's reply.

"Haven't you said so?"

"Why, you've said it," said Pipkins, "what's the use of my repeating
it?"

"Sir-r!" thundered Fieryfaces, the Demosthenean thunderer of Thumbtown,
"Sir-r! I charge you, upon your sworn oath, do you or do you not
say--Blinkins stole things?"

"No, sir," was the cautious reply of Pipkins. "I never said Blinkins
stole things, but I do say--he's got a way of finding things that
nobody lost!"

"Sir-r," said Fieryfaces, "you can retire," and the court adjourned.





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