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Updated: May 17, 2025
"Why don't you go and see if 690 is in his box?" said the first clerk, turning with affected asperity to one of the others. The clerk went away, returned, and said with singular gravity, "He was there a moment ago, but he's gone out to stretch his legs. It's rather crampin' at first; and he can't stand it more than ten hours at a time, you know." But simplicity has its limits.
OH! OH!" A young fellow, lying asleep in the furs, bearded and wan and weary, raised a moan of pain, and without waking increased the pitch and intensity of his anguish. His body half-lifted from the blankets, and quivered and shrank spasmodically, as though drawing away from a bed of nettles. "Roll'm over!" ordered Bettles. "He's crampin'."
Buller's sent in Crampin and Mitchell first, two hefty footballers, with strong wrists and no science, who had run up some big scores in the preliminary rounds. Foster ran up to bowl. Crampin had a terrific swipe. The ball turned from the bat. The bat only just touched it. "How's that?" roared Gordon. The finger went up. A ripple of clapping ran along the side of the ground.
You're right about everything except that that horse never was beat while he owned him and he win about twenty thousand dollars on him, and that the last time I saw that feller he could buy sixteen outfits like this one without crampin' him, and instead of goin' to the asylum they sent him to the state senate." Bowers laughed loudly to cover his annoyance at having bitten.
The ball hung; he was much too soon; the ball sailed straight up into the air! Point and cover-point both ran for it. "Crampin!" yelled out Whitaker. Neither heard; they crashed into one another; the ball fell with a dull thud. The House gave a gasp of relief. It was a costly mistake. For when once he got his eye in, Gordon was very hard to get out.
I don't believe the 'gators would keep us awake with their splashing and roaring along towards early morning, but then I'm a bit bothered thinking of the man who skipped out after having his little machine-gun duel with you." "You're jest crampin' my style when you say that, partner," complained Perk.
"Ef you'll let me in at that winder, young fellers," he said, with equal gravity, "I'll show yer how I kin make YOU small enough to go in a box without crampin'! But I only wanted to know where Jim Foster LIVED." At which the first clerk became perfunctory again, but civil. "A letter left in his box would get you that information," he said, "and here's paper and pencil to write it now."
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