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For this afternoon, I not only pointed out to him his danger, but spoke also respecting his sins, and have done so in my letters, and intend to do so still, if the Lord permit. This afternoon brother Knabe called on me.
"You cannot imagine what a world of thoughts, wishes, feelings and impulses the words 'knabe, 'pais, 'garcon, 'boy, 'ragazzo' have for me; one of these words, even in an unmeaning clause of a translation-book, calls before me the whole sum of associations which in course of time have become bound up with this idea, and it is only with an effort that I can scare away the wild band.
Captain Knabe, gentlemen." "I understand," said Captain Knabe, "that some of the Irish gentlemen present do not understand German, and so, while I can do so much better in my native tongue, I shall talk in English." "How lucky," thought Ted. "Well, gentlemen, I have good news for you war is to be declared the day after tomorrow."
Of course, all of you will know just what picnic grounds are to be selected, so we need waste no time on that." "How many men have you, Herr Winckel?" Captain Knabe wanted to know. "Will you tell us, Schoen?" Herr Winckel asked. "Approximately, armed and ready for the call, one hundred and twenty-five thousand men. There are also forty thousand Irishmen.
"The Survivorship of a worthy Man in his Son is a Pleasure scarce inferior to the Hopes of the Continuance of his own Life." Spectator. "Du bist ein Knabe sei es immerhin Und fahre fort, den Fröhlichen zu spielen." SCHILLER, Don Carlos. Paul was the first to break a very awkward silence. "You young scoundrel!" he said, with suppressed rage. "What the devil do you mean by laughing like that?
"I hate to think what Knabe and the others at the embassy will think," was the rueful comment of Schmidt. "Don't let that bother you. This plan has failed, we must plan again when again we match wits, let us hope we shall be more careful and consequently more successful. Come, enough of post mortems, let's get busy." It was a busy night for all of them.
If you a'n't tun nodin den, vy don't you dell me vot it is dat you has tun? Hey?" All this time August found that it was getting harder and harder to tell his father the real state of the case. But the old man, seeing that he prevailed nothing, took a cajoling tone. "Koom, August, mine knabe, ton't shtand dare leig a vool. Vot tit Anterson zay ven he shent you avay?"
They found Gottlieb with his arms cruelly pinioned sitting on a log in a state of utter dejection, and dripping with water from his ducking. "Ich zay, Antroo, ish dish vat dey galls a vree goontry, already? A blace vare troonk sheounders dosh vot ever dey hadn't ort! Dat is vree koontry. Mein knabe ish roon off ver liebin a Yangee; unt a vool he ish, doo.
"Don't you remember," said I to Min, "those lines of Schiller's Der Jungling am Bache? They seem appropriate to that little incident," I continued, pointing to the small toddlekin, who was destroying the daisy-chain: "`An der Quelle sass der Knabe Blumen wand er sich zum Kranz, Und er sah sie fortgerissen Treiben in den wellen Tanz. Und so fleihen meine Tage, Wie die quelle rastlos hin!
He joined with two men who spent his property, and after some time they became bankrupts, so that there was not money enough to pay the workmen and some other creditors, even after all their goods had been sold. This evening brother Knabe asked me what he ought to do about the money which had been left unpaid three and twenty years; whether he was still under an obligation to pay it, if he could.
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