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The graphophone will furnish music, there are some good one-step and waltz records Skinny and I were playing them this afternoon and every blessed cowboy on the Quarter Circle KT must be there!" A short silence followed her words, then a chorus of "We'll be there!" greeted her.
It's the way they kill pigs in New Jersey." The Cuban bent his brows as if he were reflecting over a chessboard. "Ma...." he pondered. His knife was lying on the table. He unsheathed it, then got up, and moved behind the seated Nova Scotian. "You say... there?" he asked, pressing his little finger at the base of Nichols' skinny column of a neck.
"On entering the zennanah, the old governante, Kamalia, having counted us on her four skinny fingers, proceeded to fulfil that sacred rite, never omitted in the east, of presenting refreshments; without the heartless and niggardly-ceremony of appealing to the guests, as is wont in Europe, to learn whether they will take them or not, looking on those who receive them with an evil eye.
In a narrow alley off Sea Street lived Gorseth the job-master, with a household consisting of a lean and skinny wife, two half-starved horses, and a few ramshackle flies and sledges. The job-master himself was a hulking toper with red nose and beery-yellow eyes, who spent his nights in drinking and got home in the small hours of the morning when his wife was just about getting up.
Then he understood at once. "Thanks, Skinny," he said, pantingly. "Don't mention it," replied the other. He shook free his rope, and the steer, now subdued, and tractable, rose to his feet and went back to the herd. It needed every effort and attention on the part of the cowboys to keep the cattle from stampeding, but they managed to do it.
You are still more to be envied if you have the discontent which has impelled thousands of great men to devote their lives ceaselessly to the discovery of truth, working for others. When Taglioni, the great ballet dancer, was a little girl, with skinny legs and a skinnier future, being extremely homely and with no prospects of success, she was discontented.
I had an enormous forehead, and eyes far too deep-set; my nose was the only good feature of my pale, skinny face. Besides, I was growing so fast that I could not hold myself up straight, and I bent like a willow. These defects were the despair of my mother. I fancy she had a weakness for my brother.
On Friday the quartette went to Eagle Butte, Old Heck driving, with Ophelia beside him, and Carolyn June and Skinny in the rear seat of the Clagstone "Six." It was on this trip, while Ophelia and Carolyn June were in the Golden Rule doing some shopping, that Old Heck and Skinny strolled into the Elite Amusement Parlor.
Carolyn June called, suddenly whirling around on the piano stool as she finished the last bars of La Paloma, "may I have a horse?" Old Heck, grown silent under the spell of the music, and, like Skinny, sitting dreaming dreams that almost frightened him, started quickly. "A a what?" he asked. "A horse " she answered, "a broncho to ride!" "Oh, uh sure! Skinny, go get her one!" he replied confusedly.
Skinny brightened up immediately. "That's a good one," he called to Carolyn June with a snicker; "I never thought of it before!" A ripple of laughter came from Carolyn June's room. "Really, I don't mind," she said; "play Bubbles as much as you like I think it's rather soothing, but truly I must write my letters now so Ophelia can take them to town."
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