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And if you begin by angering Uncle Ben, why, it'll be all up with you, my little dears." "I don't know what you mean by all up," answered Diana, her eyes sparkling brightly; "and what's more, I don't care. But I'd like to know if you has a weal live clown about, 'cos I like clowns and I love pant'mimes. I went to a pant'mime 'fore mother was took to the angels."

Then he winked at Elspeth and said, with his hand over his mouth, "I hinna twopence!" and Elspeth, about to cry in fright, "Have you spended it?" saw the joke and crowed instead, "Nor yet has I threepence!" They smirked together, until Tommy saw a change come over Elspeth's face, which made him run her outside the door. "You was a-going to pray!" he said, severely. "'Cos it was a lie, Tommy.

That's wot you gave me your furniture for, and wot George Barstow gave me the fifteen pounds for, ain't it? Now, don't you stop me now, 'cos I'm goin' to begin looking." He started looking there and then, and for the next two or three days George Barstow and Joe Clark see 'im walking up and down with his 'ands in 'is pockets looking over garden fences and calling "Puss."

In this idyl, Theocritus, speaking of himself by the name of Simichidas, alludes to his teachers in poetry, and, perhaps, to some of the literary quarrels of the time. The scene is in the isle of Cos. G. Hermann fancied that the scene was in Lucania, and Mr. See also Rayet, Memoire sur l'ile de Cos, p. 18, Paris, 1876. The Harvest Feast.

"Yes, it is pretty awful, isn't it?" said Peter, "and I don't wonder you were curious about who the Russian was." "I wasn't curious, not so much as interested," said the Porter. "Well, I do think Mr. Gills might have told you about it. It was horrid of him." "I don't keep no down on 'im for that, Missie," said the Porter; "cos why? I see 'is reasons.

Do you think, Zoe, that with that I could wear the dress of transparent bombyx silk that came yesterday from Cos? But no, I will not wear that, for it is too slight a tissue, it hides nothing and I am now too thin for it to become me. All the lines in my throat show, and my elbows are quite sharp altogether I am much thinner. That comes of incessant worry, annoyance, and anxiety.

When Cos ran up that white flag on the Alamo, we had not a single round of ammunition left; complaisance was necessary until Cos made over to us the Mexican arms, ammunition, property and money." Worth turned and looked at the fort. A great red flag on which was the word T-E-X-A-S floated from its battlements, and there were two men standing on its roof, with their faces westward.

"We has an awfu' lot to do this afternoon, Orion, 'cos Aunt Jane has got to be shotted, and I's thinking of having Miss Wamsay shotted too." "But do you mean," said Orion, "that you'll really shoot 'em both?" "Yes," replied Diana. "It has to be done; it's ter'ble, but it must be done. What would be the good if they wasn't shotted dead?

"Intend going to the mines?" the man asked, with a sudden show of interest. "Such is our intention," I replied. "'Mericans, I suppose," he inquired. "Yes." "Then don't go if you want to keep the number of your mess," the boatman said. "Why not?" Fred ventured to inquire. "'Cos they kill Yankees at the mines.

The city itself was silent and deserted. "Most of the population has gone with the Mexican army to the Alamo," said Obed. "I suppose we'll have to attack that, too." But Cos, the haughty and vindictive general, did not have the heart for a new battle with the Texans. He sent a white flag to Burleson and surrendered.