United States or Saint Barthélemy ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
I say mit my husband dat night, 'Vill you keek me hard, if you pleas'? Mais, he cannot, he hav' zee gout in zee grande toe, und he can't keek vurth one sou! und zat is my second tr'uble!" Behind her broad back the Colonel confessed that had she expressed such a wish on the occasion of the mistake, he would willingly have obliged her, as he was quite free from gout.
Not being a perfect judge of such matters, Mr Brassey was naturally puzzled with some of them. One in particular caused him to regard it with frowning attention for nearly a minute before he came to the conclusion that it was "vurth munny."
"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."
Opening it he beheld a tall footman, with a parcel in his hand. "Does a Mrs Willis live here?" he asked. "No," replied Slidder; "a Mrs Willis don't live here, but the Mrs Willis the on'y one vurth speakin' of does." "Ah!" replied the man, with a smile for he was an amiable footman "and I suppose you are young Slidder?" "I am Mister Slidder, sir!
'For all I know'd he was one o' the regular threepennies. Private room! and a lady too! If he's anything of a gen'l'm'n, he's vurth a shillin' a day, let alone the arrands. Stimulated by this inspiring reflection, Mr. Samuel brushed away with such hearty good-will, that in a few minutes the boots and shoes, with a polish which would have struck envy to the soul of the amiable Mr.
"Den, by golly, I take him on, und I gif him every veek vat he pay you in board." Kitty broke into one of her derisive laughs. "YOU WILL! Ain't that good of ye? Ye'll give him enough to starve on, that's what it is. Ye ought to be ashamed of yourself, Otto Kling!" "Vell, but I don't know vat he is vurth yet."
'Two hundred pound vurth o' reduced counsels to my son-in-law, Samivel, and all the rest o' my property, of ev'ry kind and description votsoever, to my husband, Mr. Tony Veller, who I appint as my sole eggzekiter. 'That's all, is it? said Sam. 'That's all, replied Mr. Weller.
Word Of The Day