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Van Lennop was human; and, after all, as she was forced to recognize more and more fully, she was only the pretty biscuit-shooter of the Terriberry House. Essie Tisdale pushed the swinging doors from her with a shaking hand and managed somehow to get back into the kitchen where, as she thought, with a strange, new bitterness, she belonged. Van Lennop did not leave Dr.
The Virginian was about to say something, but his eye met Lin's, and then he looked at Tommy. Then what he did say was, "I hadn't been goin' to mention it to the ladies until it was right sure." "You needn't to be afraid, Miss Peck," said Tommy. "There's lots of men here." "Who's afraid?" said the biscuit-shooter. "Oh," said Lin, "maybe it's like most news we get in this country.
Harpe folded the letter and put it away. "Don't I though?" she said grimly. She frowned as Van Lennop's low, amused laugh, mingling with Essie Tisdale's merry trill, reached her through the open window. "The presumptuous little upstart! The biscuit-shooter!" Dr. Harpe's face was not pleasant to see.
"That corn-fed biscuit-shooter at Rawlins yu' gave the canary " "Never married her. Never did marry " "But yu' come so near, uncle! She was the one left yu' that letter explaining how she'd got married to a young cyard-player the very day before her ceremony with you was due, and " "Oh, you're nothing; you're a kid; you don't amount to " " and how she'd never, never forgot to feed the canary."
Suddenly Shoop, who had watched him some little time, burst into song. "Suits me!" he reiterated, more or less ambiguously, by the way, for he had just concluded another ornate stanza of the "Biscuit-shooter" lyric. "It's a real song," remarked Corliss. "Well, now!" exclaimed Shoop.
"Oh, that biscuit-shooter on the Santa Fé, Hot coffee, ham-and-eggs, huckleberry pies, Got every lonely puncher that went down that way With her yella-bird hair and them big blue eyes . . . "For a two-bit feed and a two-bit smile . . ." The song was interrupted by the appearance of Corliss, who swung to the seat and took the reins. "I'll jog 'em for a while," he said as Shoop climbed beside him.
I saw a sorry spectacle in the street the bridegroom and the bride shopping together; or, rather, he with his wad of bills was obediently paying for what she bought; and when I met them he was carrying a scarlet parasol and a bonnet-box. His biscuit-shooter, with the lust of purchase on her, was brilliantly dressed, and pervaded the street with splendor, like an escaped parrot.
"Then," she said chokingly, "my good times are over, for I'm nobody knows who just Essie Tisdale a biscuit-shooter whose friendship counts for nothing."
Now when we were chasing that Russian hash-mixer or biscuit-shooter out of the kitchen door closely pursued by Louis with the butcher-knife, your old Uncle Hemlock's intuition told him that there was another one of the guilty wretches who had cabbaged the cuff-buttons!
And so she quit home, it seems, and got a position in the railroad eating-house at Sidney, and now she has poor health with feeding them big trains day and night." "A biscuit-shooter!" said I. Loyal Mrs. Taylor stirred some batter in silence. "Well," said she then, "I'm told that's what the yard-hands of the railroad call them poor waiter-girls.
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