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"But how am I in his clutches, Dandy?" inquired the Rouser. "Why," rejoined Duffy, "didn't you see that for all you said about his throwin' the post of danger on other people, he's givin' it to you to-morrow night?"

"It ain't possible, with eyes in your head, that you hain't seen!" "Seen what?" "Well, my lan'! With that girl throwin' herself at Daniel Burton's head for the last six weeks, an' you calmly set there an' ask 'seen what?!" "Daniel Burton Dorothy Parkman!" There was no mistaking Susan's dumfounded amazement. "Yes, Daniel Burton an' Dorothy Parkman.

"Thank your haner; is it whorid toarst the house abow, sir? I wouldn't be standin' up, sir, wit you about a thrifle; an you'll have her, sir, fwhor any thing you plase beyant a pound, yer haner; an' 'tis throwin' her away it is: but one can't be hard wit a rale gintleman any way." "You only annoy me, man; besides I don't want the pig; you lose time; I don't want to buy it, I repeat to you."

"Oh, father," she said when she reached home, "I have made some money I can support you and Lily now." When Travis returned Jud Carpenter met him at the door. "I had a mess o' trouble gittin' that gal into the mill. Huh! but ain't she a beaut! I guess you 'orter tip me for throwin' sech a peach as that into yo' arms.

Q, and particularly the Hoosier's Rest, is the only place you'll find a contrite heart and a Christian spirit cultivated." "That reminds me," said Si; "we hain't licked the Wagonmaster yit for throwin' cartridges down our chimbley." "Blamed if that ain't so," said Shorty. "I knowed I'd forgotten some little thing. It's bin hauntin' my mind for days.

Each time the invitation for another drink was given, they noticed that Lime kept on the outside of the crowd, and some one helped him to his glass. "Don't you see he ain't drinkin'. He's throwin' it away," said Frank; "there, see! He's foolun' 'em; he ain't a-go'n' to be drunk when Steve tackles him. Oh, there'll be music in a minute or two."

"It struck me this afternoon when she got up to give your invitation in meetin'. It was kind o' cur'ous, but she set in the same seat he used to when he was leader o' the Sabbath-school. You know his old way of holdin' his chin up and throwin' his head back a leetle when he got up to say anything? Well, she done the very same thing; there was more'n one spoke of it." As Rebecca carried Mrs.

Oh, yes, I've traveled a lot abroad, but that's different. One hires a courier. Really, I should be lost out of New York. Besides, you know Mr. Robert said you were to oh, there he is now. I say, Bob, isn't Torchy to stay with me until I find Bruzinski?" "Absolutely," says Mr. Robert, throwin' a grin over his shoulder at me as he slips by.

They turned round and laughed in our faces, and I went on: "I'd be ashamed of myself if I wuz in your places to be a throwin' sticks at that feeble old woman. Why don't you spend your strengths a tryin' to do sunthin' for her? Git her a home, and sunthin' to eat, and a better dress. Before I'd do what you are a doin' now, I'd growvel in the dust.

He had an eye-glass pinned to his face an' he niver even smiled whin a young gintleman fr'm Harvard threw a sledge hammer wan mile, two inches. A fine la-ad, that Harvard man, but if throwin' th' hammer's spoort, thin th' rowlin' mills is th' athletic cintre iv our belovid counthry.