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"I vos, Captain," came the instant reply, and he at once emerged from the darkness, his honest face full of interest. "Is it der preakfast vot is already?" "Hardly, my man. I imagine we may enjoy a fight first, to give us better appetites." "Mein Gott, but I am vurnished mit der abbetite already. I vould fight mit more fun if I vos full."
Excitement engendered by this reminiscence had well-nigh made Bean forget the dog. Once he had made people afraid. The world had trembled before him. Policemen had been as insects. "I'll take that dog," he announced royally then faltered "but I haven't the money now. You keep him for me till I get it." "Yah, you know vot?
"There vas a few hints, but not enough to give me a hold. However, von of the chaps said that he would show me a man vot helped in the business to-morrow night, if I vished." "And what answer did you make?" we inquired eagerly.
Repeating its name, he again demanded "vot dat was." This time they answered readily, and his eyes sparkled with pleasure. "Shmart boys," said he, approvingly. "You learns well, now. One dese days " Hans Vanderbum's words were cut short by the sudden sharp explosion of his pipe, the bowl being shattered in a hundred pieces, while nothing but the stem remained in his mouth.
Her husband, too, was at first against it. But, now that the die was fairly cast, Herr Schimmelpodt firmly championed the boys. "Eider von of dem gan do it -easy!" declared the big German. "You don't know dem boys vot? Ach, I do. Dey got der brain, der nerves und der muscle." "It's a crime to let such youths attempt the thing," shivered an anaemic-looking man in the crowd.
"Waal," drawled Gallup, "maybe it was his first offense. Did he pay the fine?" "Fife hundret dollars vos a small amoundt," said Hans. "Still I vould like to add it py my 'lefen dollars and seventeen cents vot I haf my pocket in." "How much would that make in all?" questioned Gallup.
"VOT!" And then, "Vy man, you're crazy!" He turned upon me, his eyes wide with dismay. "Billy! Dey got a report Carpenter is shoost now speakin' to a mob on de steps of de City Hall!" The magnate did not wait to see me jump out of my chair or to hear my exclamations, but turned again to the telephone. "My Gawd, man! Vot do I know about it?
General Granberry, who, poor fellow, was killed in the butchery at Franklin afterwards, goes up to the breastworks, and says, "Look here, Yank, we're fighting, sure enough." Meynheer Dutchman comes out; and says, "Ish dot so? Vel I ish peen von leetle pit hungry dish morning, und I yust gobble you up for mein lunch pefore tinner dime. Dot ish der kind of mans vot I bees!"
Yesterday I meet old Mac wot I used to meet about the 'alls I vos workin' along o' my boss... at the agent's it vos were I vos lookin' for a shop! The perfesh always makes a splash about its salaries, gentlemen, and Mac 'e vos telling me vot a lot o' monney he make on the Samuel Circuit and 'ow 'e 'ad it at home all ready to put into var savings certif'kits.
Young Carleton looked wonderingly toward friend and asked, "What do you mean?" "I don't mean vot I don't say and derefore dinks I mean vot I vos." "So the colt went into the river? Where were you?" "Mit de colt and he vos mit me, so we bot vos mit each other. Just feels of me." Jack reached out his hand and pinched the clothing of his friend in several places. It was saturated.
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