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Updated: June 9, 2025
She smoked our butts and bummed our beers, Pa-a-arley-voo! She had cockeyes and jackass ears And she hadn't been kissed for forty years, Rinkydinky-parley-voo!" As his musical effort ended, out from the dense jungle hemming in the town burst a hideous roaring howl. Again and again it sounded in a horrible crash of noise.
It was not a month after that that Sherman's prophecy of the quiet general who had slid down the bluff at Belmont came true. The whole country bummed with Grant's praises. Moving with great swiftness and secrecy up the Tennessee, in company with the gunboats of Commodore Foote, he had pierced the Confederate line at the very point Sherman had indicated.
"Tie that bull outside," came from every side of the ward. "Fellers," shouted Stalky louder than ever, "it's straight dope, the war's over. I just dreamt the Kaiser came up to me on Fourteenth Street and bummed a nickel for a glass of beer. The war's over. Don't you hear the whistles?" "All right; let's go home." "Shut up, can't you let a feller sleep?"
There was a whirr of looms in it went from house to house; bees bummed in the gardens; the neighbours that I saw at the doorsteps talked in a strange tongue; and I found out later that this was Picardy, a village where the French weavers wrought for the Linen Company.
Louis, is it?" asked the first lady. "Kansas City," said Frank. "At least that's what he says. He bummed his way into town last spring and got a job in that infidel Udell's printing office. That's all anybody knows of him." "Except that he has never shown himself to be anything but a perfect gentleman," added his sister. "Amy," said Mrs. Goodrich, a note of warning in her voice.
He blazed an' roared, an' comed over an' bummed my head 'pon the earhole a buster as might 'a' killed some lads. My ivers! I seed stars 'nough to fill a new sky, Joan, an' I went down tail over nose. I doubt theer's nobody in Newlyn what can hit like faither. I was for axin' mother then, but reckoned not for fear as he might be listenin' agin.
"I may have something better for you than this lumber wagon. I 'm right, ain't I, in guessing you 're no regular bum?" "I 've bummed it most of the way from Frisco; I had to. I was homesick for the East, and lost my transportation." "Your what?" "Transportation; I was discharged at the Presidio." "Oh, I see," smiling again, and tapping the wheel with his stick; "the army foreign service?"
"I've bummed around so much I'd like a good, stiddy home, with three square meals a day and a good bed to sleep on." "Can't you get that here?" asked Frank. "Not stiddy. Sometimes I don't get but one square meal a day." Frank became thoughtful. Life in the city seemed more precarious and less desirable than he anticipated. "Well, I must go to work again," said Dick, after a while.
There was a whirr of looms in it went from house to house; bees bummed in the gardens; the neighbours that I saw at the doorsteps talked in a strange tongue; and I found out later that this was Picardy, a village where the French weavers wrought for the Linen Company.
Morton would say nothing of his wanderings after their parting in Liverpool beyond: "Oh, I just bummed around. Places.... Warm to-night. For this time of year." Thrice he explained, "I was kind of afraid you'd be sore at me for the way I left you; that's why I've never looked you up." Thrice Mr. Wrenn declared that he had not been "sore," then ceased trying to make himself understood.
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