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He's a fat, grizzled old pirate who looked bored and discontented. "Got anybody with you, Lem?" asks the native. "Not to speak of," says Lem. "Only a loony sort of gent that wears skin-tight barber-pole pants and cusses fluent." "That's Penrhyn!" says Mr. Robert. "Dressed as a fool, isn't he?" "You've said it," says Lem. "Acts like one, too.
The Doctor, as a law-abiding citizen, good-naturedly declined; and upon my return to the flat, the Dynamiter was handing the Boy a huge stick of barber-pole candy, saying, "Well, yew fellers, we'll part friends, anyhow but sorry yew won't go in on this spec'; there's right smart money in 't, 'n' don' yer fergit it!"
They even give 'em unpoisonous paints an' let 'em paint each other up. One man insisted he was a barber-pole an' ringed himself accordingly, an' then another chased him around for a stick of peppermint candy. Think of all that inside a close fence, an' a town so dull an' news-hungry "Yes, they say Thursdays is paint days, an', of course, Fridays, they are scrub days.
In the homes of the poor it blossoms on stoop and fire-escape, looks out of the front window, and makes the unsightly barber-pole to sprout overnight like an Aaron's-rod. Poor indeed is the home that has not its sign of peace over the hearth, be it but a single sprig of green.
When she met him first in the studio he was painted as delicately as a barber-pole, and he stood sweating in a scene under the full blast of a battery of sick green Cooper-Hewitt lights. He looked about three days dead and loathsome as an iguana. He was in full evening dress, and Kedzie had always marveled at the snowiness of his linen. Now she saw how he got the effect.
My friends will soon arrive. I'll now put the kettle on, to boil for tea." Well, poor Uncle Wiggily didn't know what to do. He couldn't look in his valise to see if there was anything in it by which he might escape, for he had dropped the satchel outside when the owl grabbed him, and he only had his barber-pole crutch. "Oh, this is worse and worse!" thought the poor old rabbit.
So he laid aside his valise and barber-pole crutch and got ready to go down in the hole, which wasn't very big. "But I can scratch it bigger if I need to," said Uncle Wiggily. Well, he had no sooner gotten his front feet and part of his nose down the hole, but his ears were still sticking out, when he heard a voice calling: "Here! Where are you going?"
The younger of the two men looked at his companion without speaking. The other, old enough to regard feminine beauty as a trap and an illusion, turned aside to empty his mouth of a quid of tobacco, bent over, and pointed under the trees. "Can't miss it third tent-house on your right, with canvas striped like a barber-pole. That phonnygraff you hear is at Bill's." "Thank you." She went on.
"Now, I will lead you to your Aunt Lettie's house," said the rabbit, "and you won't be lost any more." So the three Wibblewobble children felt much better and happier, and when they were almost at their aunt's house, a big hawk swooped down out of the sky and tried to bite Lulu. But Uncle Wiggily hit the bad bird with his barber-pole crutch, and the hawk flew away, flopping his wings and tail.
Where are you? Come at once, if you please!" "Ha! What's that? Some one calling me?" asked the bunny uncle, sitting up so suddenly that he knocked over his red, white and blue striped barber-pole rheumatism crutch that Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper, had gnawed for him out of a corn-stalk. "Is any one calling me?" asked Mr. Longears. "No," answered Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy.
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