barreled-up

Updated: May 26, 2025

What in ails ye?" he yelled, in a fury, as the tall young man gazed fixedly, and the glasses rattled at the bellow from the barreled-up lungs. "I'm not laughing at you," said the sheriff. "Oh, ain't ye?" mocked the man of peace. "Well, take care that ye don't, ye big wart, or I'll trample them new clothes and browse around on some of your features. I'll take ye apart till ye look like cut feed.

Rex Ellingwood Beach - Pardners