She jes 'stood fur a second a-screamin' like a wild painter, an 'jumped off'n the bredge arter it. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
"Thar's a graveyard t'other side o 'the gorge, an' not more than a haffen-mile off, an 'a cornsider'ble passel o' folks hev been buried thar off an 'on, an' the foot-bredge ain't in nowise ill-convenient ter them." ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
An 'a thin mist seemed to hang about her white frock, but not over her face, fur when she reached the middle o' the foot-bredge she laid her hand agin on the rail, an 'in the clear light o' the candle Mill'cent seen the harnt's face. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
But ez he war crossin 'the foot-bredge some o' the pursuin 'party war fordin' the ruver over thar, an 'thinkin' he'd make out ter escape they fired on him, jes 'ez the feller tried ter surrender. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
I couldn't see him, an 'he couldn't turn back an' pass me, the bredge bein 'too narrer. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
An 'they seen the water a-shinin' an 'a-plungin' down the gorge, an 'the glistenin' of the frost on the floor o 'the bredge. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
Jes ez they got toler'ble nigh the foot-bredge a sudden cloud kem over the face o 'the sky. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
An 'all of a suddenty a light fell on the furder eend o' the foot-bredge -- a waverin 'light, mighty white an' misty in the darksomeness. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
I dun-no how I s'picioned it, but ez I stood thar an 'gazed I knowed somebody war a-standin' an 'gazin' too on the foot-bredge a mite ahead o 'me. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
The candle shone on the water, fur it didn't flare, an 'when the 'oman held her hand before it the light made a bright spot on the foot-bredge an' in the dark air about her, an 'on the fir branches over her head. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
"We won't cross the bredge till we git thar," she said. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
A young 'oman she war, a-crossin 'this bredge with her child in her arms. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
An 'Em'ry he' lowed Mill'cent shouldn't cross the foot-bredge whilst the light warn't clar -- I wonder the critter hed that much sense! ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
'thout it air jes' ter ford the creek down along hyar a piece, sence harnts an 'sech onlikely critters hev been viewed a-crossin' the foot-bredge. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
"Yes, sir -- she _seen_ it a-pacin 'of its sorrowful way acrost that bredge, same ez the t'others of the percession o' harnts. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
"Got it yit!" he continued; "bekase" (he lowered his voice) "on windy nights, whenst the moon is on the wane, she is viewed kerryin 'the baby along the bredge -- kerryin' it clear over, _safe an 'sound_, like she thought she oughter done, I reckon, in that one minute, whilst she stood an' screamed an 'surveyed what she hed done. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
"Durin 'the war a cavalry-man got shot out hyar whilst runnin' 'crost that thar foot-bredge. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
An 'thar she beheld her own face; _her own face_ she looked upon ez she waited thar under the tree watchin' the foot-bredge; _her own face_ pale an 'troubled; her own self dressed in white, crossin' the foot-bredge, an 'lightin' her steps with a corpse's candle. " ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
"Strange enough," he said, suddenly, "the sker-riest tale I hev ever hearn 'bout that thar old bredge is one that my niece set a-goin '. ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
He kin be viewed now most enny moonlight night out hyar on the foot-bredge, throwin 'up both hands in sign of surrender. " ❋ Mary Noailles Murfree (1886)
[whats up] bredge, ❋ Daniel (2004)
*hits [foot] on a [pole]* AWWW BREDGEN!
*hits foot on a pole* MOTHER BREDGENER!
*hits foot on a pole* OH BREDGENER!
*hits foot on a pole* OH MOTHER BREDGENER!
*hits foot on a pole* OH MOTHER OF [BREDGE]!
*hits foot on a pole* AWW BREDGE ❋ Bredgener (2006)
[idiot]: *[throws] away the bredges*
guy: HEY! that's the best part [dumb dumb]! ❋ Iadorethebredges (2018)
