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Do you think I don't mean to be revenged on that skunk Bartley, and, above all, on that scoundrel Hope, who planted the swag in my pockets, and let me into this hole for fourteen years?" Then, with all his self-command, he burst into a torrent of curses, and his pale face was ghastly with hate, and his eyes glared with demoniac fire, for hell raged in his heart.
"Can you " said the stranger, hesitatingly; "did you I suppose you knew Mary Mary Wild?" "Mary?" said the grocer, smilingly. "That was my wife's maiden name. Would you like to see her?" "No, no! She mightn't remember me!" He reached hastily for his swag, and shouldered it. "Well, I must be gettin' on." "I s'pose you'll camp here over Christmas?" "No; there's nothing to stop here for I'll push on.
"Mind, now, you don't screw 'im up too tight," Brassey had said, when giving the boy his instructions before starting. "Dogs is vurth munny. Just 'old 'im tight and quiet till you get the flannel bag on 'is head, and then stand by till I've sacked the swag."
"When I've got 'em in me swag, I never need 'em, and when I've left 'em somewhere else I can't get 'em: so you see the same box does for always." Yard-building lacking in interest, lubras and piccaninnies provided entertainment, until Dan failing to see that "niggers could teach her anything," decided on a course of camp cookery.
"Now," I said to him, "you go up on the hill and count those sheep." They were laying down up on the hill in a kind of a swag. There was a Missourian there and he told the keeper he was a sheep man, that his father was a large Missouri stock man, and that he could approximate the number at a glance. The way those sheep lay together, it did not look as if there was more than 1000 sheep.
A woman with a swag sounds homeless enough to Australian ears, but Dan, with his habit of looking deep into the heart of things, "didn't exactly see where the homelessness came in." We had finished supper, and the Maluka stretching himself luxuriously in the firelight, made a nest in the warm leaves for me to settle down in.
Suppose they decide to rob the Guarantee Trust Company of New York or Tiffany's. The robbery itself would be the simplest part of the thing. It is getting the swag away that worries the criminals. Suppose they pull this robbery off and the police put a net around the city to guard against their escape. Mr. Thief and his gang sail away calmly over the heads of the police.
If the "blue-blooded" thief enters a store, however, where she is not known, and to the proprietor of which her "disease" is unsuspected, she often escapes with her "swag," like the unfortunate female who adopts stealing as a means of subsistence.
I've tramped two thousan' miles since last Chris'mas, and I don't see why I can't tramp the last mile. Do you think my old dog wants a cab?" The dog shivered and whimpered; he seemed to want to get away from the crowd. "But then, you see, you ain't going to carry that swag through the streets, are you?" asked the cabman. "Why not? Who'll stop me! There ain't no law agin it, I b'lieve?"
And we have been a-follerin' of him this last two months and now we've caught him a-spendin' of the swag, and he's a-puttin' on airs. I say, miss, mebbe you don't know the character of the chappie who's a-spendin' his money on you so free.
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