United States or Italy ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
So li'l' black Mose he heft up dat pumpkin, an' de ghost he bend' down, an' li'l' black Mose he sot dat pumpkin on dat ghostses neck. An' right off dat pumpkin head 'gin' to wink an' blink like a jack-o'-lantern, an' right off dat pumpkin head 'gin' to glimmer an' glow frough de mouf like a jack-o'-lantern, an' right off dat ghost start' to speak. Yas, sah, dass so.
Mind bringing that lanthorn a bit forrarder? That's right; now I can see where I go." Tom Bodger had managed to find a hold for his stumps, and stood shaking himself as well as he could for the fact that he had a lad holding tightly on to each hand. "Well, yer don't feel like ghostses, my lads!" cried the sailor. "This here's solid flesh and bone, and it's rayther disappynting like."
I'd go right up to 'em, and, said I, 'How do you do, sir? And then they would melt like a wink. It blows 'em right out the moment you speak." "Does it, though?" said Johnny, who had been listening at the door. "You don't say so! Call me when you see your ghostses, and let me talk to 'em too." "And me! What is um?" said wee Katie, toddling in with her mouth full of candy.
"What, the ghost that I saw?" shouted Bert. "I think it must have been the same. Anyway, it was about that high" Nan raised her hand to her shoulder "and all pure white." "Oh, Nan!" shivered Freddie. "Don't want no ghostses!" "I don't want to see it," put in Flossie, and edged closer to her mamma as if fearful the ghost might walk into the dining room that minute.
"It surely did," was the reply, "and Sacho told me to answer your bell and look after you. So I'm a-lookin' after you." "I wish you wouldn't," protested Cap'n Bill. "I've no use fer fer ghostses, anyhow." The strange sailor began to chuckle at hearing this, and his chuckle was just like Cap'n Bill's chuckle, so full of merry humor that it usually made everyone laugh with him.
Who was the three peoples who walked holding each other's hands? little peoples with short skirts little peoples about the size of you, maybe; and about the size of Briar, maybe; and about the size of Paulie, maybe. Who was they? You answer me that. They wasn't ghostses, was they?" Briar turned pale; Patty glanced at her.
"Stuff," said the other. "You're allers seein' shadders an' ghostses. That 'er's only an ole tree with three limbs stickin' up. Don't yo' shoot an' skeer the whole camp. They'll have the grand laugh on yo', an' mebbe buck-an'-gag yo'." "'Tain't stuff," persisted the other. "Thar never wuz a tree that ever growed that had three as big limbs as that all on one side. You're moon blind."
He had but little to say while eating breakfast, but on the way to school he told Nan, while Freddie and Flossie listened also. "Oh, Bert, supposing it was a real ghost?" cried Nan, taking a deep breath. "Why, I'd be scared out of my wits, I know I'd be!" "Mamma says there are no ghosts. But I saw something I am sure of that." "I don't want to see any ghostses," came from Flossie.
So li'l' black Mose he heft up dat pumpkin, an' de ghost he bend' down, an' li'l' black Mose he sot dat pumpkin on dat ghostses neck. An' right off dat pumpkin head 'gin' to wink an' blink like a jack-o'-lantern, an' right off dat pumpkin head 'gin' to glimmer an' glow frough de mouf like a jack-o'-lantern, an' right off dat ghost start' to speak. Yas, sah, dass so.
So li'l black Mose he heft up dat pumpkin, an' de ghost he bent down, an' li'l black Mose he sot dat pumpkin on dat ghostses neck. An' right off dat pumpkin head 'gin to wink an' blink like a jack-o'-lantern, an' right off dat pumpkin head 'gin to glimmer an' glow frough de mouf like a jack-o'-lantern, an' right off dat ghost start to speak. Yas, sah, dass so.
Word Of The Day