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Cartoonists, moved by a common impulse, unanimously drew pictures of Uncle Sam rolling up his sleeves and preparing to give the pesky interlopers a good trouncing before hurling them back into the Pacific. Unfortunately the presence of the grass prevented quick eviction of the unwelcome visitors.
Tomorrer you'll be goin round half-ded with the rumertism & won't gin us a minit's peace till you get well." Sez the 'Squire, "Betsy, you little appresiate the importance of the event which I this night commererate." Sez she, "Commemerate a cat's tail cum into the house this instant, you pesky old critter." "Betsy," sez the 'Squire, wavin his sword, "retire."
It were a pesky wind that kep' a-cuffin' me an' whistlin' in the briers on my face an' crackin' my coat-tails. I were lonesome lonesomer'n a he-bear an' the cold grabbin' holt o' all ends o' me so as I had to stop an' argue 'bout whar my bound'ry-lines was located like I were York State. Cat's blood an' gun-powder! I had to kick an' scratch to keep my nose an' toes from gittin' brittle."
Another was when an enumerator wrote on his schedule under 'language spoken, "Some pesky lingo; I know most of their talk, but this was too much for me and the hut was too strong to stay in long." Such comments made it easy to create a picture of the semi-savagery of the fur-clad fishers on the shores of the Arctic Sea.
Blamed if I don't b'lieve I'll try it jist fer onst, fer I 'd like durn well ter git ahead out o' this pesky dust." I had never before seen such an experiment tried, but a slight knowledge of the nature of the animal involved induced me to rein back my horse, and to that precaution I have no doubt I owe my life.
"We used to call them 'bloodsuckers, I remember." "Well, that's neither here nor thar, suh. When the place went for seven thousand I paid it down, and I've managed one way and another and in spite of the pesky niggers to make a pretty bit out of the tobacco crop, hard as times have been.
To tell the truth, he had begun to think that something or other had suddenly driven his nearest neighbors crazy. "I I I don't know how to explain it to you," the Captain stumbled on. "Fact is, I guess I won't jest yit, if you don't mind. It does sound so pesky ridic'lous, although it ain't, when you understand it. What we want to know is, have you been to our house and is there anybody there?"
He shouted to Lem Daggett: "Serve that warrant, Lem, and come along. Bring that young rascal. I'll fix him." "Let me read that warrant!" exclaimed Mr. Tingley, suddenly. "No, ye don't!" yelled Blent. "Don't let him take it into his hand. Read it aloud to him. But make that pesky young Sheming come ashore first. Before ye know it, he'll be runnin' away ag'in."
Every few minutes he would remember that he was a pesky redskin, and pick up his stick rifle and tiptoe to the mouth of the cave to rubber for the scouts of the hated paleface. Now and then he would let out a war-whoop that made Old Hank the Trapper, shiver. That boy had Bill terrorized from the start. "Red Chief," says I to the kid, "would you like to go home?" "Aw, what for?" says he.
"I wanted the black horse to-day," he said, turning away. "He's a mighty grand man, he is," commented Mrs. Saunders. "I am pesky glad, Mis Morgeson, that you have never put foot in his house. I 'plaud your sperit!" "School-time, Cassy," said mother. "Will you have some gingerbread to carry? Tell me when you come home what you have read in the New Testament."
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