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David took one look at the sugar cooky animals flying over his head. "Oh, Joe, and they've got currant eyes!" he screamed, and clapped his hands. "See, there's a el'phant! Oh, and a goose, and a monkey!" with a dive at the last. "That isn't a monkey!" retorted Joel, with a pause in the work of emptying the bag to investigate the animal in David's hand, "that's a wild-cat."
At sight of a sharp knife and a cowardly Cockney the clinging of life to life overcomes all your fond foolishness. Why, my dear fellow, you will live for ever. You are a god, and God cannot be killed. Cooky cannot hurt you. You are sure of your resurrection. What's there to be afraid of? "You have eternal life before you.
I'm due at the office right this minute, I'll bet a molasses cooky." She looked at her watch, and groaned. "I'd have to telegraph myself back to get there on time now," she said. "Twenty-four that fast freight is due in eighteen minutes exactly. I've got to be there. Take your jackknife and cut what won't come loose. Really, I mean it, Mr. Imsen."
One cup sugar, one cup molasses, one cup butter, one egg, one tablespoonful vinegar, one tablespoonful ginger, one teaspoonful soda dissolved in boiling water, mix like cooky dough, rather soft.
Several employees of the "store" extra hands, perhaps were kept frantically busy ladling out from huge freezers into earthenware saucers big slabs of frozen custard. All the gallant young beaux of the neighbourhood "treated" the girls they wished to favour, and spent ten cents a saucer for the "ice cream," with a big sugared "cooky" thrown in.
The garment itself did not bear out the assertion, nor did the accumulations of grease on stove and pot and pan attest a general cleanliness. "I've given you warning, Cooky," Wolf Larsen said, "and now you've got to take your medicine."
It ended by my agreein' to give the Jimmie chase one more try. "'But it's got to be the last, I says. 'When you get to number seventeen don't you say you think the old man meant to say "seventy" and stuttered. "Number 17 Blank Street was a little combination fruit and paper store run by an Eyetalian with curly hair and the complexion of a molasses cooky.
"Besides, if we grow very small perhaps the Cat won't see us when he looks into the jar or we'll be too small to eat, at any rate." It seemed a slim chance, but Hortense took a bite of cooky and waited to see what would happen. "I'm not growing smaller," said she. "I do believe I'm growing bigger!" She stood up quickly. "I can reach the top," said she. Andy stood up, too.
"Yes, ma'am," he said politely, joining in the conversation; "that's what the boy said about the cooky crumbs in the bed. You don't care for the country, I take it, ma'am." "I do not!" "So? Well, it's a mercy we don't think alike; even Heaven would be crowded if we did hey? You didn't come from the country, either?" turning to Miss Sherborne.
"He's found something in his old oyster, bet you a cooky!" ejaculated Bandy-legs, excitedly. "Is that so, Max? Did you see our friend Toby, here, and go him one better?" asked Steve. Max was still smiling broadly. "You've got me up against the fence, fellows," he admitted. "Caught me with the goods on, as they say.
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