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Updated: May 26, 2025
It spoke for a man who gave the best that was in him, who surpassed because he worked with his heart and with his soul in the every task before him. But the flag was not there. The pace had not been maintained. Then the louder tones of a straw boss called him back: "You'll sure need that big screw and all the rest of them babies, Garrity. That ole Bander Cut's full to the sky and Sni-a-bend Hill!
"You goin' down to talk to the boys?" he asked at last. The man nodded. "Yes. Right away. I'll do all I know." "They'll listen to you." The other smiled. "Yes. Till the spook comes back." Jean brushed the icicles from about his eyes. "That's just it," he said. "An' meanwhile the cut's right plumb down. If this thing don't quit the mill's going to starve when the ice breaks.
They carried him right along, swinging in the air, and finally ran him into the barb-wire fence and cut his face and neck up." "My goodness! Did he get cut bad?" "No, not very, but yesterday morning he was out cultivating corn, all stuck up with court plaster. I knew that was a fool thing to do; a wire cut's nasty if you get overheated out in the dust. But you can't tell a Wheeler anything.
His villainous features worked convulsively, for in his heart he was meditating a terrible deed. That morning he had been visited by Ned Hooper, who in the most drunken of voices told him, "that it wash 'mposh'ble to git a body f'r love or munny, so if 'e wanted one he'd better cut's own throat."
He must have been at the door to have heard the fall. He took my grandfather in his arms like a baby it struck me sharply that he must have grown thin and light for Neil to lift him so easily and put him on the couch. "Whisht, your Ladyship, whisht!" he said to my grandmother. "Fetch me a drop o' water and a sponge, Miss Bawn. The cut's not a deep one.
Us having the best that's to be had, an' knowin' we can have it to the end of our lives, that's what it's come to, tha knows. No more third-class railway-carriages for you and me. No more `commercial' an' `temperance' hotels. Th' first cut's what we can have th' upper cut. Eh, eh, but it's a good day for a man when he's begun to be appreciated as he should be."
Guess you've come right through. Well, that being so, you'll understand the Shagaunty cut's been far above average. Now we're down to average. That's all. That's how the Skandinavia's been spoilt." He thrust his cap back from his forehead. It was a movement of irritation. Then he produced a plug of tobacco from his hip-pocket, and bit off a chew.
Agnes is the name of a woman, and may easily stand for chastity. p. 325. No doubt. "Carter. Prithee, Tom, put a few flocks in Cut's saddle; the poor beast is wrung in the withers out of all cess." Out of all cess, we used to think meant, in vulgar phraseology, out of all measure, very much, &c. but see how foolishly!
First time we cut's up beef, I'll try and chop your tail, anyhow, that I will, if I am hung for it." Smallbones regained his determination.
The prisoner was carried into the moonlight, and the back of his right hand was examined by the major. The prisoner was again placed under the tree. "The cut's there, as described," said the major. "Anything else?" "Ther's this much," said another. "I busted up flat, you all know, on account of the dry season, last year, an' I hadn't nothin' left but my hoss.
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