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Teeny-bits introduced Durant and tried to smother a feeling of embarrassment, the source of which he would not have cared to probe. "Your ma, Teeny-bits, wants you should come down for Sunday dinner to-morrow," said the station master, "and she's particular for you to bring a friend. I've killed two young roosters and ma's fixin' 'em up with the kind of stuffin' you like.
Doubtless you boil the milk now. Safer, of course. Much safer. But it imparts a curious flavour." He took another sip. "But I didn't pour out your tea " began Mrs. Brown. Here William entered. He looked quickly at the table. "Who's meddlin' with my frog?" he said angrily. "It's my hobby, an' I'm stuffin' frogs an' someone's been an' took my frog. I left it on the table."
The men were big fellows, stripped to the waist, their white skins flashing in the sunlight, and they were working like I have seen men doing when fighting a big fire in the woods. I fairly gloated over the fire of that battery. "Give it to them, my sons of thunder!" I would say to myself; "Knock the ever-lastin' stuffin' out of 'em!"
This proposal, however, was not received with favour, as it would certainly be a matter of disagreement which half was to go out, and which to remain behind! "Where is Kateegoose?" asked Dechamp at this crisis. "Stuffin' 'imself, of course!" said Fred Jenkins, amid a general laugh.
"Only want to see you a minute. I'm hitting the road to-night. Want to come along?" Tim's small, blue Irish eyes flashed with interest. "Where to?" he queried. "Don't know. Want to come? If you do, we can talk it over after we start? You know the ropes. What d'ye say?" "The old man'll beat the stuffin' outa me," Tim demurred.
"'Tu'n me loose, fo' I kick de natchul stuffin' outen you, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, but de Tar-Baby, she ain't sayin' nuthin'. She des hilt on, en de Brer Rabbit lose de use er his feet in de same way. Brer Fox, he lay low. Den Brer Rabbit squall out dat ef de Tar-Baby don't tu'n 'im loose he butt 'er cranksided. En den he butted, en his head got stuck.
'E's gone off in 'is shirt an' trousies, swearin' tremenjus gone down the road in the palanquin, wavin' 'is legs out o' windy. 'Yes, said I, 'but where? 'Now you arx me a question. 'E said 'e was goin' to sell that palanquin, but from observations what happened when I was stuffin' 'im through the door, I fancy 'e's gone to the new embankment to mock at Dearsley.
On the contrary, the mob howled with delight as their man got "home," and encouraged him: "Gow it, Dick! Knock the stuffin' out of 'im!" Acton had not been noticed, but he thrust himself into the mob, and said, "Stand back, you little beggars, or I'll massacre the lot of you. Give the boy room, you filthy pigs!" The "pigs" scuttled back, and for the first time Bourne really had fair play.
Pinkey groaned as he swallowed a drink of water. "And I passed up a turkey dinner to come and eat with you!" "Shan't I cook you some bacon?" asked Wallie, contritely. "I doubt if I ever feel like eatin' agin, but if the cake's thawed out I'll try a chunk of it to take my mind off that stuffin'."
I'm in the habit o' goin' around stuffin' myself, as this says, with delicate viands, and drinkin' fine wines 'makin' my belly a god. The man what wrote this must've bin intimately acquainted with the sumptuous meals which Uncle Sam sets before his nephews.
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