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But a few of them nervous old boys, who was placid enough at annual meetin's watchin' a melon bein' cut, just couldn't stand the strain. Every time they got fed up on some new dope from the Wall Street panic peddlers, they'd come around howlin' for a safe and sane policy.
Once in a while he broke forth in protest against the changes. "The boys I used to trot on m' knee are gittin' too high-toned. They wouldn't be found dead with old Deering, and then the preachers are gittin' thick, and howlin' agin dancin', and the country's filling up with Dutchmen, so't I'm left out."
"I kin hear him howlin' yet when he was a big feller in long pants and his mother used to whale him with a rawhide in the barn for lettin' the cows git foundered in the cornfield when he was drivin' 'em home from pasture. He killed a cow of mine that-a-way onc't a pure Jersey and the best milker I had, an' the ole man had to put up for her.
And Don ought to know, since he'd been to college. And what made the moon shine? The master told the Fourth Class that the moon didn't have any light of its own. And Crummie Bailey said that was a howlin' lie, 'cause any fool could see it. And the master heard him saying it at recess, and he licked Crummie good for it, too. And was the shadow on the moon really a man?" Duncan replied at random.
"Here we be!" he shouted. "Hey?" observed the lady in black. "Here we be!" repeated Gabe, raising his voice. "See? See what?" "Oh, heavens to Betsey! I'm gettin' the croup from howlin'. I say HERE WE BE! GET OUT!" He accompanied the final bellow with an expressive pantomime indicating that the passenger was expected to alight.
I think we ought to circle about the fort, slip in if we can, and fight with the defense." "Yes, we'll do that," said Shif'less Sol, "but the Wyoming fort can't ever hold out. Thar ain't a hundred men left in it fit to fight, an' thar are more than than a thousand howlin' devils outside ready to attack it. Thar may be worse to come than anything we've yet seen."
She walked as far as the table, which checked her, and she halted against it blindly. "There you are," said Big Tom. He tossed the roses upon his coat. "Go on, now! Hurry! Don't wait round till the old man gits t' fussin'; and" as she gathered the roses up and made slowly toward the door "don't do no howlin' on the street, or folks'll think y're crazy."
Thin we got fair jammed among the palanquins not more than fifty av them an' we grated an' bumped like Queenstown potato-smacks in a runnin' tide. I cud hear the women gigglin' and squirkin' in their palanquins, but mine was the royal equipage. They made way for ut, an', begad, the pink muslin men o' mine were howlin', "Room for the Maharanee av Gokral-Seetarun."
A've kept guard all night, yellin' an' howlin' like a vigilantee, knowin' they're not the gentry to run into the arms of them good old-time neck-tie com'tees; an' not dreamin' A hadn't another cartridge to my name!" The old man swabbed the sweat from his brow. "A left m' coat and togs back at yon chuck wagon!" Wayland noticed he was riding stocking soled. "I have an extra hat for you here."
"Just to where the white thing was waiting for Grandpa Woggles' spirit," explained Virginia. "Oh, yas. Well, round and round that house the white shadder swep', keepin' time to the howlin' of other spirits in the pine trees " "But there aren't any pine trees at Woggles'," objected Virginia. "Well, they'd be pines if they wasn't oaks," assured Matty.
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