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Take what you've got, use it, test it, and then if you find you're not a star but only a candle, why, just shine as a candle and don't go sputtering around because you can't twinkle like a star. At least that's the way I look at it." "Perhaps a fellow's father and mother don't look at it that way." "Are you having trouble with Splinter?" demanded the senior sharply. "A little. Yes, a good deal.
Nigger is, he's wanting to get into every jack-pot with less'n a pair of deuces, and wanting to play on the ground that his white chips are as good as the other fellow's blue ones. Now, that ain't poker!" "It Shirley ain't," said the tall foreman, wagging a scraggly beard. The judge smiled softly and gravely. "No," said he. "There should be justice to the white man as well as the black.
He confessed himself, and told Isambard that he felt Heaven would never pardon him for the part he had taken in killing a saint. The poor fellow's responsibility for her death was really not greater than that of the fagots and the flames which had destroyed her life.
I've been having a picnic over on Long Island raiding farms and doing a lot of dirty work that sickens me. Clean fighting is what I set out to do, and gad! this kind of thing turns a fellow's stomach. We've been fed on the talk that these rebels are cowards. Cowards, bah! And as for that big, silent general of theirs, he he rather appeals to me!" "Don't be white-livered, Martin!" sneered Norton.
"I believe so," I replied unconcernedly. "Wal! wal! I tho't you war lost. Whar did you go, anyhow?" he inquired in a tone of vulgar familiarity, and loud enough to turn the attention of all present upon myself and my companion. "Ay whar did I go?" I responded, keeping my temper, and concealing the annoyance I really felt at the fellow's impudence. "Yes that's jest what I wanted to know."
How extraordinary, how unexpected! Then a light broke in on him. Why, of course, it was Nan who had brought this about! She had touched up the Jew fellow's conscience, frightened him about that woman the woman who had so absurdly termed him her "petit homme adoré."
I say it's a great comfort and uplift to Malc and me when we toil and moil and perspire up here, to remember there's one lady in the family anyhow. It keeps up a fellow's self-respect." "I hope you're going to be nice to me," said Elizabeth, turning to the other young man. "It's a great strain on a frivolous person like me belonging to a clever family.
Now, if I follow on he'll hear your foot-falls, Polly, an' p'raps be scared into goin' faster to his doom. Whereas, if I go off the track here an' drive ahead so as to git to the Blue Fork before him, I'll be able to stop the Buck's little game, an' save the poor fellow's life. Hunky Ben was pre-eminently a man of action.
There was a false ring to it somewhere. If Breitmann had been turned down in all the offices in New York, there must have been some good cause. Newspapers were not passing over men of this fellow's experience, unless he had been proved untrustworthy. Breitmann had not told him everything; he had even told him too little.
"Let him alone, Billy; there's no credit in fighting such a coward." Enough had occurred, however, to show that Jake was thoroughly scared by the little fellow's violence, and he could not have been more thoroughly whipped than he was already. When order had been restored, Sam said quietly:
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