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The incessant changes of direction and variations in the character of the road kept me most uncommonly busy; for I had hardly time to scribble down one entry before the compass-needle would swing round sharply, showing that we had once more turned a corner; and I was quite taken by surprise when the carriage slowed down and turned into the covered way. As on the last occasion, Mrs.

They're going to rustle us some white men's clothes, too, but we cayn't wear them till we get out of town on account of showing our handsome faces." "What about horses?" "Denver is rustling some for us. Y'u better be scribbling your billy-doo to the girl y'u leave behind y'u, seh." "Haven't y'u got one to scribble?" Bannister retorted. "Seems to me y'u better get busy, too."

But this great ally chanced to be out of town, and his name availed Maitland nothing in his interview with the Juge d'Instruction. That magistrate, sitting with his back to the light, gazed at Maitland with steady, small gray eyes, while the scribble of the pen of the greffier, as he took down the Englishman's deposition, sounded shrill in the bleak torture-chamber of the law.

Newton grabbed up paper and pencil and rushed to the telephone booth to which Larry's wire had been switched so that the story could be taken with fewer interruptions. Newton scribble down, as Larry dictated the dramatic finding of the missing millionaire during the automobile chase. "That'll do, Larry!" cried Mr. Newton, when he had the first half of the story.

But they had their license, which would be in the morning papers anyway, and Sally had done the fool thing of mailing letters to two girl friends when she left here this morning " "She left me a mere scribble, pinned to her pin-cushion," said her mother, magnificently. "Just as any common actress " "Oh, Mother! it wasn't pinned to her cushion at all!" Barbara protested.

In the winter these creatures are, of course, less troublesome than in summer. Wire meat-covers are in constant use during the latter season. Thus far had got in my epistle, when a torrent of ill news rushed in upon us, and compelled me to delay my scribble.

Nearly 200 years ago, a tattered flag, its broad stripes and bright stars still gleaming through the smoke of a fierce battle, moved Francis Scott Key to scribble a few words on the back of an envelope, the words that became our National Anthem.

Ah ain't ever goin' t' do nothin' for nobody Till somebody This is a deplorable street, a luxurious couch of a street in which the afternoon lolls like a gaudy sybarite. Overhead the sky stretches itself like a holiday awning. The sun lays harlequin stripes across the building faces. The smoke plumes from the I. C. engines scribble gray, white and lavender fantasies against the shining air.

I can, indeed, endure much, but when, after coming from the opera, I sit down to supper, and am annoyed instantly by the strains of a harp or a singer, jarring with what I have been hearing, it is too much; and, wretch that I am, I am forgetting that this scribble is also too much. So farewell. God bless you! Vienna, July 29, 1819.

His Bible was in that chest; but, as he found work coopering at home, he did not go again till he left after the fight. In his letter to my mother, he said he had got his chest, and that he had the Bible all right. He wrote, too, that he meant to read it more than he had ever done before, and not use it to scribble in. That was the last letter we ever got from father.