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The naming of God in that connection reminds me of a remark I heard from a moonshiner as the distillers of illicit whiskey in the mountain regions of the South are called who had lately arrived at the penitentiary. He said, "I allus thought this here Jesus Christ was a cuss-word; but these folks say he was some religious guy!"
You've got a way of saying Pauline, as if it were a gentlemanly cuss-word, that makes me want to scream. And while you're about it, why don't you say how-d'you-do to Claire? You ought to remember her, she was my bridesmaid. 'How do you do, Miss Fenwick. Of course, I remember you perfectly. I'm glad to see you again. 'And now, Algie, what is it?
But he missed it that time too, Hill said and Hill said, speaking in his careless cuss-word way, it was pretty damn rough on him what poor luck in fatherly kisses he seemed to have because just then the train conductor swung his lantern and sung out: "All aboard!" That ended things.
It was said as how Clarence had took and drunk some hot tea afore comin' into the game at Bud's. They all began to discuss that same p'int. "Naturally, they don't go at it polite, and to make their remarks p'inted they says a cuss-word occasional, and Clarence, bein' a high-steppin' gent as takes nobody's dust, slings it back some forceful.
He was not smiling now. His face had that set, grim look of the faithful soldier taken prisoner and tortured to give information about his army's plans. Stephen's eyes shone true, and his lips were set firmly together. "Just one nice little cuss-word and we'll take you home," whispered a tormentor. "A single little word will do, just to show you are a man."
Well, if it hadn't been for it, I'd have been breathing to-day with soul so dead I couldn't have whispered a single cuss-word about my native land. The O'Keefes are not overburdened with ingratitude." I must have looked bewildered. "The war was over," I said vacantly, "in " O'Keefe laughed loudly, scattering my thoughts. "Ask old Doc Millikin if the war is over!" he shouted, hugely diverted.
"'The wages of sin, they began. But I beat 'em to that punch. "'They're damned fine wages, I said. The cuss-word slipped out. I was always sorry about that. I always aimed to be awful respectful. 'They're damned fine wages! A car to ride around in, sure, merely material just like yours, but better than a strap in the subway with all the men sitting down. And clothes not shoddy rags. Clothes!
Arranging to meet your friends here! Steve Packard, you are the the the " "Go on," he prompted. "You'll need a cuss-word now; any other finish will sound flat." " the Packardest Packard I ever heard of!" she concluded. "You and your friend " "No more my friend than he is yours," he said, interrupting her. "An individual named Blenham.
He didn't give a continental for any body. Beg your pardon, friend, for coming so near saying a cuss-word but you see I'm on an awful strain, in this palaver, on account of having to cramp down and draw everything so mild. But we've got to give him up. There ain't any getting around that, I don't reckon. Now if we can get you to help plant him " "Preach the funeral discourse?
I didn't dare send Sol to the machine-shop, because I knew he wouldn't have been there a week before he'd have had the shop running on Götterdämmerung or one of those other cuss-word operas of Wagner's. But the strong point of a bone-meal mill is bone-dust, and the strong point of bone-dust is smell, and the strong point of its smell is its staying qualities.
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