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"Yes," cried Mark eagerly; and then he wished he had said "No," for the oars were, after a pull or two, laid inboard, while the captain took hold of the sharply-pointed hitcher, and held it balanced in his hand.
Then, after you got your teeth in, you'd pull and pull, and all of a sudden the apple would go "tock!" and your head would fly back from the recoil, and you had a bite about the size of your hand. You "chomped" on it, with your cheek all bulged out, and blame near drowned yourself with the juice of it.
"I reckon Linton didn't pull it off or them Flyin' W guys are stickin' close to the herd," said another voice. "He ought to have been here an hour ago." "Linton ain't no rusher," said Chavis. "We'll wait." There was a silence. Then Chavis spoke again: "Flyin' W stock is particular easy to run off. Did I tell you?
"Well, Grey, suppose we just pull up to her and ascertain what she is," said I. "With all my heart," he answered; "it's a pity, now we have got the muskets and ammunition, if we have the chance, that we should not make use of them." I fully agreed with him. My only fear was that the schooner might after all not prove an enemy.
Before the disappointed hunter could again pull the trigger the great beast had reached the shore with a bound and was crashing through the forest, over windfalls and through thickets with the speed of an express train. Lesser wilderness folk watched his flight with startled eyes, keeping well out of his path.
The man that invented writin' must 'a' been tongue-tied or had sore throat some time when he wanted to talk awful bad. My langwidge ain't broke to pull no city rig or no hearse. She's got to have the road and plenty room to sidestep. "Now, how would I say it if John were here? Would I start off with 'Dear John' or 'Dear Old Friend'? I reckon not. I'd just say: 'John, I'm goin' to quit.
Now step out and let me see you." Jane walked across the room and Nora rocked in laughter. "Oh, Nora, I will just take them off. You are as mean as you can be. I will pull them off." "Not a bit," said Nora, still laughing, "only stretch your legs a bit when you walk. Don't mince along. Stride like a man. These men have had all the fun in the matter of clothes.
All the women of the household were there, gathered in a tight circle round some absorbing central fact; all were shrieking at the tops of their voices, and the turkey cock in the yard gobbled in response to each shriek. "Ma'am, ma'am!" I heard, "ye'll pull the tail off him!" "Twisht the tink-an now, Bridgie! Twisht it!" "Holy Biddy! the masther'll kill us!"
The one sail seemed to pull the boat over from the wind. No one was really in the boat. But sitting far out, on a bamboo out-rigger, high into the wind-side, above the water, a sailor was balancing the boat and holding the sail by a long rope. Only on one side of the boat was there a bamboo pole fixed lengthways.
There were to be libraries and reading-rooms, debating clubs, social gatherings. "Stuff and nonsense!" Colonel St. John said, with his cotton-wool eyebrows puffed out. "She'll dip the estate, and then she'll be coming to ask us to pull her out. Worse, she'll only make them discontented." "She'll come out all right," Mr. Grainger said, rubbing his hands softly together.
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