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If they are ever so disinterested in their general conduct, they are sure to be a little mercenary for their children. Now you know Miss Clifford is a beauty who would adorn Clifford Hall, and an heiress whose money would purchase certain properties that join ours. You understand?" "Yes," said the little man, starting up in great wrath. "I understand, and it's a bom inable.
Moreover this insistence on drapery for the figure is not merely for towns; a German officer told me the other day that when, a week or so before, his ship had called at Anno Bom, they were simply besieged for "clo', clo', clo';" the Anno Bomians explaining that they were all anxious to go across to Principe and get employment on coffee plantations, but that the Portuguese planters would not engage them in an unclothed state.
And she stood before an ironing board which rested on the windowsill and the table, and was ironing with a charcoal flat-iron. She put the iron down on the rest, gave me her firm, warm hand, and said, "Bom dia, senhor doutor! Passa bem?" and her eye seemed to beam more cordially than ever, and yet could not express more cordiality than it had expressed before.
"Well, then the rag sparked and spit fire till the train began to run, and then the train set light to the powder, and there was a big bom boom." "A big what?" we both cried. "A big bom boom," said Bigley. "Why, you didn't say anything about a big bom boom being there before," cried Bob. "I don't believe there is such a thing." "Now, how you do go on!" cried Bigley.
I daresay it's nothing so very bad after all!" "There's the light coming!" he said, in a dull hollow voice, " The morning! always the morning coming again!" "No, no, dear Poldie!" she returned. "There is no window here at least it only looks on the back stair, high above heads; and the morning is a long way off." "How far?" he asked, staring in her eyes "twenty years? That was just when I was bom!
After an indefinite number of performances Meckisch would hurry home in the darkness to dance and sing "Tiddy, riddy, roi, toi, bim, bom." Thus Meckisch lived at peace with God and man, till one day the fatal thought came into his head that he wanted a second wife.
A missa cantata is often held there, when a noisy brass band will render dance music, often at the moat solemn parts. The drums frequently beat until the worshippers are almost deafened. In the town of Bom Fim, a little further north, the priest runs a "show" opposite his church, and over it are printed the words, "Theatre of the Holy Ghost."
Meckisch also danced at home and sang "Tiddy, riddy, roi, toi, toi, toi, ta," varied by "Rom, pom, pom" and "Bim, bom" in a quaint melody to express his personal satisfaction with existence. He was a weazened little widower with a deep yellow complexion, prominent cheek bones, a hook nose and a scrubby, straggling little beard.
She hardly realized how hungry she was until the girl handed her the bowl, which contained a couple of eggs beaten up in milk, while small quantities of rum and sugar-cane juice made the compound palatable. "Bom!" said the girl, "bebida, senhora!"
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