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The spry girl referred to the sausage-vender as a generalissimo of all the fiends, and the compliments concerning the gentle art of cookery which flew between the fritter-woman and the contralto will not bear repetition.
"You can't go," he shouted, "until you've taken the stitches out of the back of my coat." "Oh, certainly!" Mr. Frog quavered. And he set to work at once to open the back seam of Mr. Crow's coat. He was a spry worker was Mr. Frog. In less time than it takes to tell it he had ripped the back of the coat from collar to hem. And old Mr.
"By this method of dividing the townships all the lots will have a sufficient breadth upon the River, and the worst lot there can possibly be among them, will be of more value to any one Proprietor than the five best lots of the several Townships laid out as they are at present." Signed W. SPRY.
"That the inclosing those several lots must of course be attended with great expense and the fixing their boundaries be very liable to create disputes. "Capt. Spry therefore proposes the following Plan to the Society, viz.: "1st. "2nd. That when the Proprietors have drawn the Township their lot is to be in, they draw again for their particular lot in that Township. "3rd.
What are you men driving at, anyway?" With a forced calmness, and ignoring this question, Billy Brackett asked if they might see the rescued negro. "Certainly, I've no objections. Only you'll have to be spry about it, for I'm going to pull out of here inside of a couple of minutes. I only stopped to land Mr. Caspar."
The evening was dusking down by this time, and Parson Polwhele, though a good bit puzzled, called to mind that his wife would be getting anxious to cross the ferry and reach home before dark: so he determined that nothing could be done before morning, when he promised Arch'laus Spry to look into the matter.
"In the midst of life we are in death," said Arch'laus Spry: "that's my opinion if you ask it." "Gone! Gone without his hat, like the snuff of a candle!" Mrs. Polwhele dropped into a chair and rocked herself and moaned. My grandfather banged his fist on the table. He never could abide the sight of a woman in trouble.
"If it is, you're a spry worker, young man!" "The saw " said Peter Mink "the saw is no good at all. It broke before I finished sawing half the wood-pile." And that was true, too, in a way; because he had only sawed one stick. "Well, if you've finished half of it you haven't done badly," Mrs. Rabbit told him. And she gave Peter Mink the shoes. "They're not very new," he grumbled.
He had been three times wounded, and had obtained his rank, both as lieutenant and commander, for two remarkable deeds of gallantry; and now, as a special reward for his services, I suppose, he was sent out to the coast of Africa. A first-lieutenant also joined us Reuben Spry by name, and two mates, the senior of whom did duty as second lieutenant Holland and Waller.
"What's up?" Jude came close to her and stared boldly into the large, tired eyes. "Nothing, Jude." "You ain't so spry as when there's company." "It's late you've had a nap. I'm dead tired." "That's it," Jude laughed coarsely. "I've slept and kept out of mischief you've been too durned entertaining you're feeling the strain. See here, Joyce, maybe you better not be so amusing in the future.
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