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The blooming stud was too small for the buttonhole of the shirt, blooming end to it. He met schoolboys with satchels. I'm not going tomorrow either, stay away till Monday. He met other schoolboys. Do they notice I'm in mourning? Uncle Barney said he'd get it into the paper tonight. Then they'll all see it in the paper and read my name printed and pa's name.
Unusual colorin’ all right." "He put a white stud—white as milk—to run with some light buckskin mares back ’fore th’ war. First colt out of that thar breedin’ was that Oro hoss. Never got ’nother like him; he’s special. Shows his heels good, too. They’s gonna race him out on th’ flats tomorrow if anyone is fool ’nough to say as he has a hoss as can beat Oro.
"Why not play young Jackson for the first?" "Too small." "Rot. What does size matter? Cricket isn't footer. Besides, he isn't small. He's as tall as I am." "I suppose he is. Dash, I've dropped my stud." Wyatt waited patiently till he had retrieved it. Then he returned to the attack. "He's as good a bat as his brother, and a better field." "Old Bob can't field for toffee. I will say that for him.
When the mob had been put through the yards, all the unbroken horses were given into the Quiet Stockmas's care, and for the next week or two the stockyard became the only place of real interest; for the homestead, waiting for the Wet to lift, had settled down to store lists, fencing, and stud books.
I had a pretty good idea where to find Mr M'Swat, as he had lately purchased a pair of stud rams, and was in the habit of admiring them for a couple of hours every evening. I went to where they usually grazed, and there, as I expected, found Mr M'Swat, pipe in mouth, with glistening eyes, surveying his darlings. "Mr M'Swat, I have come to beg your pardon." "That's all right, me gu-r-r-r-l.
In one of the first large rooms are the life-size portraits of the six finest horses of the Gonzaga stud, painted by the pupils of Giulio Romano, after the master's designs. The paintings attest the beauty of the Mantuan horses, and the pride and fondness of their ducal owners; and trustworthy critics have praised their eminent truth.
'Twas an improvident, carefree lot who lived to-day with scarce a thought for to-morrow. The clatter of sardine and salmon cans mingled with the clink of glassware at the bar as the men who had missed the noon meal lunched out of cans between drinks. Some few detached themselves from the group and occupied themselves with writing. Several started a game of stud poker at one of the many tables.
In the one his business, and his talk was of camps, marches, sieges, and battles only. In the other he was devoted to his stud, to tennis, to mathematical and mechanical inventions, and to chess, of which he was passionately fond, and which he did not play at all well.
He had already been away two whole days, and was growing extremely anxious at not having heard from Madame de Mussidan, when one evening, as he was returning from a late inspection of his stud, he was informed that there was a man waiting to see him. The man was a poor old fellow belonging to the place, who eked out a wretched subsistence by begging, and executing occasional commissions.
Jaunpore A shooting-party Scenes in camp and on the march A Nepaulese dinner Ghazipore The Company's stud Indian roads Passage of the Gograh Jung Bahadoor's mode of despatching an alligator. Being anxious to visit Jaunpore, I left Benares one evening after dinner, and accomplished the distance, 36 miles, with one set of bearers, in seven hours and a half.
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