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In the Chinook vocabulary, which was originally the trade language of all the tribes employed by the Hudson Bay Company in collecting furs, most of the words resemble in sound the objects they represent. For example, a wagon in Chinook is chick-chick, a clock is ding-ding, a crow is kaw-kaw, a duck, quack-quack, a laugh, tee-hee; the heart is tum-tum, and a talk or speech or sermon, wah-wah.

"Eighty-first street let 'em out, please," yelled the shepherd in blue. A flock of citizen sheep scrambled out and another flock scrambled aboard. Ding-ding! The cattle cars of the Manhattan Elevated rattled away, and John Perkins drifted down the stairway of the station with the released flock. John walked slowly toward his flat.

He began to ring with all his soul ding ding-ding, ding-ding. The old Squire entered the church, paused, and blew his nose violently, and taking Honoria by the hand, marched her up to the end of the south aisle. The door of the great pew was shut upon them, and they disappeared. Before Honoria vanished Taffy caught a glimpse of a grey felt hat with pink ribbons.

Rags and red herrings, and broadcloth and books, and O. D. and Khaki, and horizon blue, crowded the dinky ding-ding tramway and counted out kopecs to the woman conductor. And many are the anecdotes that are told of men and occasions in North Russia where some one of our allies or bunch of them figures prominently, either in deed of daring, or deviltry, or simply good humor.

Had Merrihew been an old traveler he would have left him to get to Monte Carlo the best way he could; but Merrihew was as helpless as a child, and he hadn't the heart to desert him, though he deserved to be deserted. Ding-ding! went the bell. Toot-toot! went the horn. Whee-whee! went the whistle. The train for Monte Carlo was drawing out, and they were being left behind.

Wants you to tell him what to do; and you will pardon me for suggesting that if there's to be an elopement you write it up yourself for the 'Courier. I was talking to a friend of mine who's on the ding-ding desk at the Whitcomb and she says the long-distance business in that tavern is painful to handle hot words flying over the state about this Thatcher-Bassett rumpus.

I guess wandering tramps must have taken them. I'll get the kiddies new ones." By this time Bunny and Sue were fast asleep, dreaming of the new playthings they were to have. "Ding-dong! Ding-ding! Ding-dong!" rang the breakfast bell in Camp Rest-a-While. Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, snug in their cots, heard it, stirred a bit, turned over, and shut their eyes.

"It's too early to get up," murmured Bunny. "Yes," muttered Sue. "Much too early. I can sleep more." And off to sleep she promptly went, Bunny doing the same thing. "What's the matter with those children?" asked Uncle Tad, who was ringing the bell. He waved it through the air all the faster so that it seemed to sing out: "Ding-ding-dong! Ding-dong-ding! Ding-ding dingity-ding-dong ding!"

"Ding ding!" said the surgeon again, imitating the sound of the bell with his voice. "One o'clock," said Rollo. "Ding ding! Ding!" said the surgeon. "Half past one o'clock." "Ding ding! Ding ding!" "Two o'clock!" "Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding!" "Half past two." "Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding!" "Three!" "Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding-ding! Ding!" "Half past three." "Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding!