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Boys and girls, beware of sleepin' with yo' mouth open an' eatin' with yo' fingers an' drinkin' yo' coffee out of the saucer, an' sayin' them molasses an' I wouldn't choose any when you're axed to have somethin' at the table. "Dave Dickey done all that. "Brother Dave Dickey had his faults as we all have.

"The stable's been locked; an' Finn and Carter was sleepin' in the saddle room." "That divil could go where a sparrer could. How did he git in to cut th' bridle rein t'rough a manure window no bigger'n your hat. He done that, as I know." "Well, if the mare's got it we're in the soup. Have you seen Miss Porter about, Mike?"

Broussard, an' he got on his courtin' breeches, an' they's jest as quiet as a couple of sleepin' babies." A look of annoyance came to Mrs. Fortescue's expressive eyes. The Colonel had imbued her with disapproval of the man of too many motors and horses and dogs and clothes and fighting chickens. Mrs.

I just woke up and found myself sleepin' on somebody's bed. I thought at first that I was back in the ward, when I found my feet was tied up. Then when I got loose and had time to feel around, I saw 'twas some strange place. Then the fire escapes sort of looked nice and cool, so I came out."

"I got it," said the driver, "from a blame fool at the coffee stall by Hyde Park Corner. Bought 'im a doorstep and a ball of chalk b'way of return." "When was this?" "Day before yesterday six o'clock in the morning." "And what was he like?" The answer clinched it. "Was he shaved?" "No." "Broke?" "I reckon. Been sleepin' out by the looks of 'im." "Seen him since?" "Couldn't be sure.

"We'll have a swell feed," he had confided to Bridge, "an' sleep in a bed just to learn how much nicer it is sleepin' out under the black sky and the shiny little stars." "You're a profligate, Billy," said Bridge. "I dunno what that means," said Billy; "but if it's something I shouldn't be I probably am."

She come, an' we did our best. But arter a month he got up plump crazed an' silly-like. He died back ther' in Forks soon after." Arizona paused significantly. Then he went on. "No, sir, ther' ain't bin a feller put in that bunk sense, fer they ain't never gotten pore Dave's blood off'n it. Say, ther' ain't a deal as 'ud scare us fellers, but we ain't sleepin' over a crazy man's blood."

I never did sleep out of doors, and I hate to begin now; but I s'pose I got to. Mebbe, time we git there, they'll have decent beds. I admit I'm afraid of sleepin' out on the ground. It ain't no way to keep your health." He ruminated busily with the gum. "Another thing, kid, you got to remember. In the box-fightin' game sometimes even second money is good.

The world's a-burnin' up, Hen Billard, and you layin' there sleepin' and not helpin' a bit! Somebody's out there in the river!" and she rushed into the room where Hen was, and shook him. He bounced out of bed and pulled on his pantaloons, and was down-stairs in a minute. He ran bareheaded over to the bank, and when Jim Leonard saw him coming he holloed ten times as loud: "It's me, Hen!

"Joe Cumberland is sleepin' soun'," he answered. "He'll be a pile rested when he wakes up. He don't need me no more." "He's not the only one who needs you," said Byrne. "His daughter has been waiting impatiently for your coming, sir." The sharp glance of Barry wavered away. "I'd kind of like to stay," he murmured, "but I got to go." A dull voice called from the next room.