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An extra loud burst of the storming wind held the men silent a moment, then, as it died away, Victor went on. "Yes, I see her with my own two eyes, an' I ain't like to ferget it neither. Say, ye've seen them Bible 'lustrations in my shanty? Them pictur's o' lovesome critturs wi' feathery wings an' sech?" "I guess." "Wal, clip them wings sheer off, an' you've got her dead right." "Mush!
Johnny declared hotly. "Why, damn your dirty hide, that's as much as I make in a week! And listen! I expect to sit in the back seat and I'll have two guns on me." "Aw, ferget them two guns!" Bland surrendered. "This is sure the gunniest country I ever stopped in. Even the Janes " "Shut up!" "Oh, well, I'll sign up for ten, bo.
I get myself straight on this var, don't you ferget it." "You believe in the war?" "Sure I believe in it, you bet your money!" Comrade Stankewitz, as he spoke, pounded with an excited fist on the counter. "Ve got to vin this var, see? Ve got to beat them Yunkers! I vould have made up my mind to that, even if I don't go in the army I vould have make it up ven I see vat they do vit Russia."
"I've never had such a lovely time in my life," gasped the Kid breathlessly at the end of one of the many games into which William had initiated them. "I've never, never, never " "We won't ferget you in a 'urry, young man," her father added, "nor the little lady neither. We'll 'ave many talks about this 'ere!" Joan was sitting on the bed, laughing and panting, her curls all disordered.
"Say, that is going some!" "Ferget it!" ejaculated Bill Ward, coming to his feet. "Had your supper yet, Court?" Courtland shook his head. "Well, just you sit still there while I run down to the pie-shop and see what I can get." Bill seized his cap and mackinaw and went roaring off down the hall. Courtland's eyes were closed. He hadn't felt so tired since he left the hospital.
"'Ello, Slimmy!" returned Jimmie Dale ungraciously, speaking through the corner of his mouth. "Ferget it!" "Sure!" said the Magpie unconcernedly. He stared about him, and finally, drawing a chair up to the table, sat down, motioned the Tocsin to do the same, and leaned forward amiably. "I didn't mean to throw no scare into youse," he said, in a conciliating tone.
"These shoes aren't worth two-fifty," said Louie, indignation in his voice. "Well, sure," replied Sophy. "I know it. What do you think this is? A charity bazaar?" "But back home " began Louie, hotly. "Ferget it, kid," said Sophy. "This is a big town, but it ain't got no room for back-homers. Don't sour on one job till you've got another nailed.
"Oh, I don't know. That ain't no sign. Your friends ferget you when you're in an old ladies' home," said a voice bitterly. "Well, I wonder who it can be! I wish she'd hurry, so's we could ask her." "Poor Drusilla!" said a sweet-voiced little woman. "I hope some one's found her. It's awful to have no one in all the world." "How long's Drusilla been here?"
You c'n do without a lookin' glass. Put tin dippers in place of the china cups an' saucers. Where's the fryin'-pan? Don't ferget soap an' towels." In the garden he rejected a surprising number of things which Rube had thought necessary. He reduced the equipment to the smallest possible bulk.
"Now, don't ferget, Jamie!" he said as we shook hands, "always 'ave a box o' Keatings 'andy, an' 'ang on to yer extra shirt!" During our first summer in the trenches there were days, sometimes weeks at a time, when, in the language of the official bulletins, there was "nothing to report," or "calm" prevailed "along our entire front."
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