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Updated: May 24, 2025
Say! don't you think so? perfect despera-a-ado great pity, 'pon my honor! wonderfully inventive age! pro-o-odigies of valor! By the by, did you ever hear about Captain Ma-a-a-a-n?" "Captain Mann be d d!" said I; "please to go on with your story." "Hem! oh well! quite la meme cho-o-ose, as we say in France. Smith, eh? Smith? John A-B-C.? Why, bless me, he's the ma-a-an" "Mr.
I ain't any more afraid of French than a tramp's afraid of pie; I can rattle off my little J'AI, TU AS, IL A, and the rest of it, just as easy as a-b-c. I get along pretty well in Paris, or anywhere where they speak French. What hotel are you stopping at?" "The Schweitzerhof." "No! is that so? I never see you in the big reception-room.
Some of the trees of the original forest A-B-C fell down, others continued to stand erect in the new lagoon, their stumps and part of their trunks becoming gradually enveloped in layers of sand and mud, which at length filled up the new piece of water C-E.
On one occasion, when I was sent to the post on an errand, she had no pie or cake; but she brought out a primer and said thoughtfully, "I's g'wine ter give yo dis A-B-C book, 'cos I want yo should grow up like quality folks."
"I don't like a-b-c and d-e-f," she observed with more energy than she had hitherto displayed. "They're equal to each other, but I don't know why, and I don't care, because it doesn't seem to matter. Nothing interests me unless it has something to do with living. I don't care how far Mars is from the earth if it was next door, I wouldn't want to leave home.
"I don't see how you ever solved that," he said, delighted to tease her. "How insulting! when you know it is one of the oldest and most familiar of codes the 1-2-3 and a-b-c combination!" "Rather rude of you to read it over my shoulder, Miss Erith. It isn't done " "You meant to see if I could! You know you did!" "Did I?" "Of course! That old 'Seal of Solomon' cipher is perfectly transparent."
Pinocchio sells his A-B-C book to pay his way into the Marionette Theater. See Pinocchio hurrying off to school with his new A-B-C book under his arm! As he walked along, his brain was busy planning hundreds of wonderful things, building hundreds of castles in the air.
We're all totally depraved, and would be damned on Adam's account if we wa'n't, for we've lost communion with God and are liable to all the miseries of this life, to death itself, and the pains of hell forever; but God out of his mere good pleasure having elected some to everlasting life, the rest of us O I know it like a-b-c! Mother taught it to me before I could read.
"I shall know you do not wish to tell me the real reason, and will drop it, but I shall not be deceived. I haven't studied my kind for this long without knowing at least the a-b-c of human nature. You use your cap and bells and an air of frivolity to conceal your true character from the world, as other men cloak themselves in an atmosphere of austerity and reserve."
It is like comparing the laid-out town of a western prairie, its right-angled streets, prim cottages, "built on the installment plan," and its wooden a-b-c shops, with the grand old town of Oxford, topped with the clustered domes and towers of its twenty-odd great colleges; the very names of many of whose founders have perished from human record as have all the chronicles of the times in which they lived.
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