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Updated: June 12, 2025
'Who's that? he said, pushin' inter the crowd, and like a mad dog yelled out five-fifty, and then he set to cussin' who 'twas biddin' ag'in him. I hearn them 'round me say, 'That fetches it. Rocket's a goner, when I flung the halter in Harney's ugly face, and came off home to tell you.
'I tell you I ain't agoin' to eat fat, he said, in a hoarse voice, as if his throat was stuffed up with one of his own newspapers. 'I want a special, I don't want a hordinary. 'This are a special, I tells you, retorted Spilsby, ungrammatically, pushing a smoking pie towards the boy; 'what a young wiper you are, Grattles, a-comin' and spoilin' my livin' by cussin' my wictuals.
No fumblin' around for the matches ye'd left in the gulch; no high old cussin' because the wood was wet or you forgot to bring it in; no bustlin' around for your dry things and findin' you forgot to dry 'em that mornin' but everything waitin' for ye and ready. And then, mebbe, she brings ye in some doughnuts she's just cooked for ye cooked ez only SHE kin cook 'em!
That's the way with them town-crabs, allus cussin' somebody better'n themselves." When Fogarty had tilted the big plank against the side of the cabin and the boys had entered the kitchen in search of the mess of clams, the fisherman winked to his wife, jerked his head meaningly over one shoulder, and Mrs. Fogarty, in answer, followed him out to the woodshed.
"'Whatever do you jump off for? I asks Steve when he's comin' 'round. "'Which I performs said equestrianisms to amoose that she-shorthorn who is cussin' us out. says Steve 'I ain't permittin' for her to go back to the States, malignin' of us cow-men. "Steve gets himse'f downed a year after, an' strikes out for new ranges in the skies. He's over on the upper Red River when he gets creased.
I had to give up cussin' on your account, but I don't intend to go to wearin' dresses complete, just to keep you halfway respectable." "Yes, an' I got three cusses comin' to me too," sez Barbie. "I heard you over at the hay-barn yesterday." "That don't count the agreement was, 'about the house'; an' besides, you didn't have no call to be there." "Yes I did.
Jane laughed. "If I'm not terribly mistaken in the girl, you'll find another supply before getting home." "I reckon you're awful mistaken, then," she sighed dolefully. "I've just plain got to the end of the pile. It's hard, Miss Jane, honest it is, with Pappy cussin' an' drunk, an' barely enough to eat, an' not decent clothes to wear!
The captain occasionally swore at other people, but he was not accustomed to be sworn at. He, too, began to "heat up." He rose to his feet. "That'll do, Babbitt," he commanded. "What's the matter with you? Is it me you're cussin'? Because if it is " The little Babbitt eyes snapped defiance. "If it is, what?" he demanded.
"I was listening at the key-'ole while the row was goin' on." "There was a row, was there?" A faint smile of retrospective enjoyment lit up Albert's face. "An orful row! Shoutin' and yellin' and cussin' all over the shop. About you and Lidy Maud." "And you drank it in, eh?" "Pardon?" "I say, you listened?" "Not 'arf I listened.
With a pause of insulting scorn at the interruption, the driver resumed, pointedly, to Mulrady: "The pint of the whole thing was my cussin' a helpless man, ez could neither cuss back nor shoot; and then afterwards takin' you for his ghost layin' for me to get even."
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