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Such a time! Lots of fun, though. The fellows got out and pulled flowers, and seed cucumbers, and things and threw them at folks. You never saw such cut-ups as they are. Pretty good singers, too. Good part of the way, they sung "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean," and "How Can I Bear to Leave Thee," nice and slow, you know, a good deal of tenor and not much bass, and plenty of these "minor chords."

"Me, I am what you call perplex," says the Count, and he sure looked it. "But where the young ladies go, there I will follow. Hein?" He shrugs his shoulders again and puts on such a comical face that it's no wonder the girls giggled. And that one act maps out the Count for me. He's just one of them middle aged cut-ups that's amusin' to have around, if the sessions ain't too frequent.

In another half-hour, swimming strong and steadily, they landed on the beach and walked up the hard wet sand among the sand-loafers and sun-baskers. "What were the two of you doing out there?" queried one of the Outrigger captains. "Cutting up?" "Cutting up," Ida Barton answered with a smile. "We're the village cut-ups, you know," was Lee Barton's assurance.

"'Why, says he presently, 'that was all a little joke fixed up by the boys around the court-room, and one or two of our cut-ups, and a few clerks in the stores. The town is bursting its sides with laughing. The boys made themselves up to be conspirators, and they what you call it? stick Senor O'Connor for his money. It is very funny. "'It was, says I. 'I saw the joke all along.

But to rub it into a non-resister like Uncle Dudley well, what's the use? So after awhile I cut it out altogether, leavin' him for such amateur cut-ups as Izzy Budheimer and Flannel Haggerty to practice on. Then little by little me and old Dudley got more or less chummy, what with me steerin' him around to my fav'rite dairy lunch joint and all that.

He knew there probably wasn't another horse in the world would touch that truck, but he couldn't help feeling a strange new respect for her in addition to that glorious masculine protection she'd had him wallowing in all day. "The ride home, at least on the part of the Non Plush Ultra cut-ups, was like they had laid a loved one to final rest out there on the lone mountainside.

"Did you hear the latest?" asked Bony Balmore, making his anatomy rattle in a way peculiar to himself. "No, what is it?" asked Jack. "Two new students arrived," went on Bony. "They're chums of Sport Bagot's I guess, 'cause I saw them walking with him." "Who are they?" asked Sam. "Ed Simpson and John Higley," replied Sam. "I heard they were regular cut-ups, and got fired out of one school.

"Say, Aydelot," Champers said suddenly, "you have more influence with John Jacobs 'n anybody else, I know. If you see the Jew, pass it on to him that Wyker's at his old cut-ups again over in Wykerton, and he's danged bitter against Jacobs.

Alla would tout it up something fierce, I being totally unconscious to what was coming off. Friday night would come around and Alla would borrow the loving cup from the property man that the tenor used in the drinking number, put it under her shawl and caper over to the appointed cafe. I would be the center of a bunch of merry cut-ups all wanting to blow out the candles on my birthday cake.

"Gone over in the lot, to get my bonnet." "How came your bonnet off?" said Aunt Mehetabel. "I tied it on firm enough." "Dick wanted me to take it off for him, to throw up for liberty," said Grace. "Throw up for fiddlestick! Just one of Dick's cut-ups; and you was silly enough to mind him!"