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Updated: June 18, 2025
I've seen him keep a chip in the air fer two or three seconds shootin' under it with a six-shooter! I've seen him roll a bottle along the ground as if you was a-kickin' it, shootin' between it and the ground and never chippin' the glass. Bad! You ask Snake Murphy if he's bad.
He said once more, slowly closing one eye and settling back in his former attitude against the wall, while he aimed a deluge of tobacco-juice at the base of the wall before him: "I'm a-kickin' like a Texas steer." He waited a moment to allow these impressive words to have their full effect, while Farnham preserved a serious and attentive face.
Givin' you fifty-one per cent. gives you charge of this here shebang. All right, though; I ain't a-kickin'. I guess I can manage allus to git what's a-comin' to me. "It's a bargain, then," said Cowperwood. "We'll want new offices, Laughlin, don't you think? This one's a little dark." "Fix it up any way you like, Mr. Cowperwood. It's all the same to me. I'll be glad to see how yer do it."
"We did stay outside a-kickin' of our heels for above half-an-hour, an' then we did come in an' there they was a-settin' one on each side of the fire so comfortable as you could wish. Sarah looked up when I opened the door, an' she says straight out, 'We've pretty nigh settled things, but I shan't give my promise until I've had a look round Mr. Domeny's place.
"Why, yes, he's alive an' a-kickin'; leastways, he wuz last Monday three weeks ago, when I seen him at Pockville. He lives two mile south uv thar, on the road to Richmond." That night our much-tried hero went once more to the old box in the garret, and took from it the miniature of his father, and the letter to Mary, written the night before the battle.
Goin' straight to hell, my Lawd! An' he clim an' he slide, an' he slide, an' he clim, an' all time holler: 'Now 'm a-goin' to heavum; now 'm a-goin' to hell! Goin'to heavum, heavum, heavum, my Lawd! Las' he slide all a-way down, jes' a-squallin' an' a-kickin' an' a-rarin' up an' squealin', 'Goin' to hell. Goin' to hell! Ole Satum got my soul! Goin' to hell! Goin' to hell!
And sez he to her one day, about the third week, when she was a-goin' on about how good and fatherly he looked, and how much he seemed like a parent to her, and always had, sez he: "I wonder if I seemed like a father to you when we wuz a-kickin' at each other in the same cradle?" Sez he: "We both used to nuss out of the same bottle, any way, for I have heard my mother say so lots of times.
Cock-eye did scratch gravel for sure. But 'tain't no manner of use. He can't run through that rough ground like Sloppy Weather, an' that fool pup comes a-cavartin' along, jumpin' up against him, an' him a-kickin' him away, an' r'arin', an' dancin', an' shakin' his fists, an' the more he r'ars the more fun the pup thinks it is.
"With such poor light it 'ud be hard to make out a flat thing like that a-kickin' in the hollows of the seas." "But you forget," returned Sam, "that it must be a-kickin' on the top o' the sea as well as in the hollows. Another nail thanks. However, I don't expect to see it again." "Well, now, I expects to see it in the mornin' not far-off," said Slagg. "Is the water-cask fast, Robin?"
You white-livered" He did not finish, for the arm of the blond giant shot out against his face like a beetle, and down he rolled on the grass. The sound of the blow made Johnny give an involuntary, quick cry. "No human bein' could have stood up agin that blow," Crandall said afterwards. "It was like a mule a-kickin'."
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