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They are brought about through the natural methods of living and of treatment and always result in improved conditions. A simple allegory may assist me in explaining the difference between a healing crisis and a disease crisis: For years a prizefighter holds the championship because he keeps himself in perfect physical condition and before every contest spends many weeks in careful training.
Peggy looked as if she would much rather be aspiring Cuba, but she came forward obediently, and was bidden to put herself in an attitude of insolent defiance. Peggy scowled and doubled up her fists, thinking of a picture of a prizefighter that she had once seen. "Ahi!" cried Rita, springing upon her. "Not thus! you have the air of a cross child. Thus, do you see?
You see 'Rastus used to be something of a prizefighter in a small way among his kind, and nothing delights him half so much as a scrap once in a while; and the town rowdies have suffered at his hands." "All right; say when, and I'll be ready to go." "Plenty of time.
Not only that; he was going to take from him the girl he was engaged to marry. "By God! I'll give him a run for it," the prizefighter announced savagely and suddenly. "For what?" asked Culvera maliciously. "My business," retorted Harrison harshly, reaching for his clothes. Half an hour later he was galloping toward the north.
Through many passages, past many doors, he followed him, until they left the noise of the revelry behind, and at last, at the end of a long dark passage, the prizefighter suddenly threw open a door, and announced "Major Buckley!" There were four men playing at cards, and the one opposite to him was George Hawker.
"Cricket" McGuire, ex-feather-weight prizefighter, tout, jockey, follower of the "ponies," all-round sport, and manipulator of the gum balls and walnut shells, looked up pugnaciously at the imputation cast by "bud." "G'wan," he rasped, "telegraph pole. I didn't ring for yer." Another paroxysm wrung him, and he leaned limply against a convenient baggage truck.
It sounded better than "prizefighter" more restrained. "Oh dear!" said Widow Thrale. "Yes. I had heard that." "But he is a good man," said old Maisie, warming to the defence of Uncle Mo. "He is indeed! He won't let Dave fight, only a little now and then.
Believe me, he'll have one heluvatime before I'm done," boasted the prizefighter savagely. "You're still in entire accord with the chief. Yet our friend the Gringo rides away in safety and laughs at you both. Ramon Culvera takes his hat off to Señor Yeager. He has played a winning game with courage and brains." "I beat his fool head off when he joined the Lunar Company the very day he joined.
One morning Osric's brother came to our camp with their cousin the prizefighter a young man of lighter complexion, upon whom I gazed, remembering John Thresher's reverence for the heroical profession. Kiomi whispered some story concerning her brother having met the tramp.
No mission chest piously outfitted at home ever carried to the remote heathen a more useless assortment of unnecessaries than this one brought to me. There was not a shirt, not an article of utility, only trinkets as serviceable as doll-babies to a prizefighter. At last, however, I came upon two packages carefully wrapped in sail-cloth.
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