Part of the Georgian Tao-Klarjeti principalities, the contemporary Turkish district Göle.
1No, Suky, it's gole-yallowgole, di 'plexion ob yer own fair han'.
2Yer show me de gole in dat box-dat'sde bargain.
3You hasn't anoder ob dem gole-pieces anywhar, like dat you gib me befo', has you?
4I peaked fru de key-hole, and seen de gole paid down wid my own two precious eyes.
5It was good gole an' no mistake.
6Jeff Wobbles, 't ain' no kin' ob 'liance till I see dat gole an' hab some ob it too!
7If I gib yer gole, I expec' yer ter shine up an be 'greeable-like ter me ebbery way yer know how.
8Wily Suky chucked him under the chin, saying: "Show me de color ob de gole an' de 'liance come out all right."
9Yer'se made it cl'ar ter me dat I'se got ter keep de han'lin' ob dat gole or you'll be a-carryin' dis 'liance business too far!
10What's ourn by law should be ourn, and by goles we'll have it.
11By goles, what a good prig you would have made!
12"By goles, but you're a clever fellow," said Darvil, involuntarily; "you know human natur."
13"Is dat ring of yours good guinea gole, honey?"
14'Fo' I go I'se a-gwine ter buy dat ar gole ring ob Sam Milkins down at de tavern.
15"By goles!" said the farmer, "you seem to think you can talk me out of my senses."
16"Dey calls you pore, honey," she said softly, "but wen I sees dat bright gole watch and chain I knows better.