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"What!" said Billy, unbuttoning the collar of his coat to get a fairer view at his companion; "why, I thought you were " Here he made some resemblance of the usual manner of blessing oneself. "Me, devil a more nor yourself, Mr. Crow." "Why, do you know me, too?" "Troth, more knows you than you think." Billy looked very much puzzled at all this; at last he said,
'Well, when you are in the gracious mind to say anything about it of yourself, retorted Lammle, 'pray do. 'I have done it. I have said you managed capitally. You and your wife both. If you'll go on managing capitally, I'll go on doing my part. Only don't crow. 'I crow! exclaimed Lammle, shrugging his shoulders.
When the alarm clock went to work the next morning Clara J. turned around and gave it a look that made its teeth chatter. She had been up and doing an hour before that clock grew nervous enough to crow. Her enthusiasm was so great that she was a Busy-Lizzie long before 7 o'clock and we were not booked to leave the Choo-Choo House till 10:30.
Then General Terry sent me toward Crow Agency to meet the wagons and the men who were with the horses. After we had met the wagons we stayed there all night and then went on to camp. General Terry then moved his camp, following the Yellowstone down. We were taken clear down to the mouth of the Powder River.
It might be cared for in a manner somewhat better than it is. During one of my visits there, a Crow Indian rode up to the gate and deliberately turned his herd of horses into the inclosure to graze.
But some people have their meals set right under their noses. They don't even need to stir." "I suppose," the Muley Cow ventured, "you're thinking about us cows." "I am," he admitted. "You have such an easy time that often I actually wish I had been born a cow myself." The Muley Cow shook her head. "That would have been impossible," she murmured. Old Mr. Crow flared up at once.
Such a statement of the weakness and unfaithfulness which Peter was to manifest seemed incredible to him and he protested, “Lord, with thee I am ready to go both to prison and to death.” But Jesus sadly replied, “I tell thee, Peter, the cock shall not crow this day, until thou shalt thrice deny that thou knowest me.”
I am just going to knock when the locomotive's whistle emits its strident crow, as we pass through a station. But the train is not going to stop, I know, and I wait until the whistling has ceased. I then give a gentle knock on the panel. There is no reply. However, the sound of breathing is not so marked as before. I knock more loudly.
The Crow, according to legend, controls Gheeger Gheeger, and keeps her in a hollow log. The Eagle-hawk owns Gooroongoodilbaydilbay, and flies with her in the shape of high clouds.
"I'm on my way to a big meeting of the Crow family," the old gentleman replied. "And you're taking your umbrella?" Jasper asked, as if he were greatly astonished. "Why yes!" Mr. Crow answered. "You seem surprised." "I am," said Jasper Jay with a sad shake of his head. "I'd hate to risk it, if I were you. There'll be some rough young fellows there and you're likely to lose your umbrella.
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