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"Could be you were handy and they had some kind of a hint to start a ruckus just to show there ain’t any proper law here. Could be that they knew you ride for Hunt and that made you just the game they wanted." "Helms’s kinda dumb to play any cute game," Nye protested. "An’ th’ sarge, he’s always been a good guy, I don’t see him bitin’ happy on any such backhand orders." "Not orders, no.
To show you how good them coyotes is, I wants to tell you: I don't notice it ontil the next day. While I'm curled up to the r'ar of that bush they comes mighty near gnawin' the scabbard offen my gun. Fact; the leather looks like some pup has been chewin' it. But right then I ain't mindin' nothin' so oninterestin' as a coyote bitin' on the leather of my gun.
It's enough to tempt Providence, an' had it no' been for the tumblerful o' whisky that Mr. Rundell gied us I dinna think I could hae faced it. It's awfu'!" "What the hell are ye girnin' at?" asked Archie, turning round on him. "Are ye feart Mag bites ye? Man, she's got a' her bitin' by noo, although I admit she's made a hell o' a mess at the end.
He must be in quite a wad on this bum hoss of his'n. "'Who's Elsy? says Harms. "I tells him, 'n' he laughs. "'Is that what you call him? he says. 'What's bitin' you ain't Friendless goin' to win a nice purse for him? "About ten o'clock that night Alcyfras goes out one gate 'n' Friendless comes in another. I keeps the foot stained good, 'n' shuts the stall door whenever Duckfoot shows up.
'The little un, as she used to tell Matt, 'had drawed th' owd woman's teeth; to which Matt used to reply, 'Naa, lass, the teeth's there, but hoo's gi'en o'er bitin'. Not infrequently, both son and daughter would rally her on the many indulgences she granted the child, and Matt often told her that what 'he used to ged licked for, th' chilt geet kissed for. Mr.
I quoted to her Damon Runyon's verses: We are ants upon a mountain, but we're leavin' of our dent, An' our teeth-marks bitin' scenery they will show the way we went; We're a liftin' half-creation, and we're changin' it around, Just to suit our playful purpose when we're diggin' in the ground. "You Americans take the cake," Blythe admitted. "You never tire of doing big things."
An' just as I come in they give a roar, and I started to investigate. Up against the fireplace, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hanging careless like on the mantel, stood a man stranger t' me. He was talkin' kind of low, and quick, bitin' off his words like a Englishman.
"Not right away. We got hurry-up business first." "I wanta go to my daddy." "Sure. Soon as we can. But we'll drift over to where yore sister's at first off. We're both wore to a frazzle, mebbe, but we got to trail over an' find out what's bitin' Dug." The man saddled and took the up-trail, Keith clinging to his waist. At the head of the gulch the boy pointed out the way he and Otero had come.
"The son of Joshua Q. Hubbard, you know." "I get you," says I. "The Boston cotton mill plute that come so near bitin' a chunk out of the new tariff bill. But I thought he was entertainin' the French Ambassador or someone at his Newport place?" Well, he was; but this is only a flyin' trip.
His hook and line were far out in the placid water, an ordinary cork serving as a "bob" from which his dreary, unwavering gaze seldom shifted. "I guess they're through bitin' for today," he remarked, after a long unbroken silence. "How many have we got?" inquired the other languidly. "Between us we've got twenty-four. That's a fair-sized mess.
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