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That's what I have got against you, and every other white boy in your class, and in the long run it stacks up bigger than your arraignment of my shoes." "Oh, darn your shoes!" cried Donald hotly. "Forget 'em! I've got to move on or I'll be late for trigonometry, but I don't know when I've had such a tidy little fight with a girl, and I don't enjoy feeling that I have been worsted.
I'm little and bustling and Martha-like." Here Jean sighed, and put her fingers through a large hole in the toe of a stocking. "I'm only fit to keep house and darn and worry the boys about washing their ears.... Anyway, I'm glad I had on my Chinese coat." "Her gown should be of goodliness Well ribboned with renown, Purfilled with pleasure in ilk place, Furred with fine fashion.
You can tend your flower-beds and darn my stockings, and I'll make the garden and take care of the chickens, we'll just take comfort a spell; if any body has earned the right to we have." As often as once a week he remarked, "There's one thing I must see to, right away; I must make my will, so that if I go first you'll be sure to have the old place all to yourself.
Nelson, "and he has no one there to look after him, and mend his clothes " "And darn his stockings," said Walter, smiling. "If he walked all the way across the continent," said Sarah, "I don't believe he would have larger holes in his stockings than you have, Walter." "Oh, well, I exercise a good deal," said Walter. "Ask father if I don't."
Hel-lo, Jim! Darn your case-hardened old hide, but I'm glad to see you! Wait till I unclamp my fingers from this suit case handle and I'll shake hands. Whoa look out!! That's the fourth time that chap's tried to tag me with his automobile baggage truck. He'll get me yet. I wish I were a trunk, Jim. Why aren't they as kind to the poor traveler as they are to his trunk?
There'd be a good horse for you, dad." "One, maybe." Tom spat into the dust and, impelled by Al's example, drew his own cigarette papers from his shirt pocket. "I'm thinkin' of breakin' all we've got time for this summer. Darn this here makin' one horse your trademark!"
"I hain't got a darn thing t' worry me. 'F my woman wants me ter have to git a boat an' row out for the 'Lizy Rodgers' on high tide, an' not git home till sun-up, I don't care. What ye screwin' my head into hey?" "Merely a head-rest, sir; merely an assistance toward composing the ah features."
His eyes were shining, and a joyous flush mounted to his handsome brow. There was no mistaking the reckless youth in him. "She does? Then say, it's you who've persuaded her. There hasn't been a day she hasn't tried to keep me right here, like like some darn kid. She figgers it's up to me to choose what I'll do?" he cried incredulously. Murray nodded. His eyes were studying the youth closely.
And what we gotter do is to make him take it." He paused; but she said nothing. He waited a moment. Then, "What do you say? Will you?" "You think he should?" "I know darn well he should!" Lucia closed the book and put it down. She looked straight at Uncle Henry. "I should think he would see it for himself." Uncle Henry showed his disgust not for her, but for his nephew.
With these words, Zac hurried to the tiller, which he took from the smiling Terry, and began to being the vessel around to run her before the wind. "Don't care a darn whar I go jest now," said he, "so's I on'y put a mile or two between us and the Frenchman. Arter that we can shape our course satisfactory."
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