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Updated: June 28, 2025
It's like children, those who want them have none, and those who don't want them have them. Total: I'm vexed. Besides, Laigle de Meaux, that bald-head, offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as that baldy. However, I criticise, but I do not insult. The universe is what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my conscience.
The snowy owl too, the jerfalcon, and the eagle, were looked upon as part of the larder the flesh of all being almost as good as that of the grouse. Had it been a fishing eagle such as the bald-head the case would have been different, for these last, on account of their peculiar food, taste rank and disagreeable. But there was no danger of their falling in with a fishing eagle at that place.
And imagine the feelings of those bald-heads, and the exultation of their recent audience when the ancient captain would begin to drop casual and indifferent remarks of a reminiscent nature about islands that had disappeared, and cutoffs that had been made, a generation before the oldest bald-head in the company had ever set his foot in a pilot-house!
He had been sitting there perhaps half a minute, with his ears stretched to catch the half-whispered sounds above, when he saw a shining object appear under the table, the head, indeed, of the Prussian squatting there to look at him. "Go up, thou bald-head," he called out at once; "I will make no terms with the destroyer of justice and humanity." "All right, my dear sir," replied the head.
And now the voluptuous Kitty Cling-cling is led to the centre of the festive hall by a sable mariner, and begins to foot it merrily to the dulcet strains; while Bald-head and Cockroach find partners in two African geniuses, whose dress and general appearance would most decidedly exclude them from admission into a fancy ball at Brigham's.
Has the American nation suddenly declined into intellectual dotage reached the bald-head and dizzy soubrette finale in the mighty drama of life? I can account for the success of Du Maurier's book only on the hypothesis that "like takes to like" that the world is full of frail Trilbys and half-baked duffers like Little Billee, who, Narcissuslike, worship their own image.
What right hast thou in a world where I want room for the red deer, and the big sheep, and the brown cattle? Go up, thou infant bald-head! Is there not room above, in the fields of the air? Is there not room below with the dead? Verily there is none here upon the earth! Who art thou, I say, to speak thus to thy fellow, as if he entered the world by another door than thyself!
Layin' on o' hands is my best holt for cancer and paralysis, and sich things; and I k'n tell a fortune pretty good when I've got somebody along to find out the facts for me. Preachin's my line, too, and workin' camp-meetin's, and missionaryin' around." Nobody never said anything for a while; then the young man hove a sigh and says: "Alas!" "What 're you alassin' about?" says the bald-head.
Layin' on o' hands is my best holt for cancer and paralysis, and sich things; and I k'n tell a fortune pretty good when I've got somebody along to find out the facts for me. Preachin's my line, too, and workin' camp-meetin's, and missionaryin' around." Nobody never said anything for a while; then the young man hove a sigh and says: "Alas!" "What 're you alassin' about?" says the bald-head.
I never went there without hearing one or another of them told to sit up, or sit down, or keep still, or let their aprons alone, or read their Bibles; and Joe Brooks confided to me in Sunday-school that he called Deacon Smith 'old bald-head, one day, in the street, to see if a bear wouldn't come and eat him up, he was so tired of being a good boy!"
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