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Ray! it was so weak, so pitifully weak! he dragged forth the old demijohn, filled and drank a bumper of rye, hurled the goblet into flinders against the door, and threw himself upon his bed in an ecstasy of pent-up wrath and misery, just as Blake came tearing in to tell of Dandy's escapade. Yes, it was wofully weak, but as wofully human.
Consider the words of Count D'Orsay, spoken on the eve of some duel, 'We are not fairly matched. If I were to wound him in the face it would not matter; but if he were to wound me, ce serait vraiment dommage! There we have a pure example of a dandy's peculiar vanity 'It would be a real pity! They say that D'Orsay killed his man no matter whom in this duel. He never should have gone out.
But he, and Dandy, too, had come to say good-by before marching, and Dandy's coat shone like silk, and he arched his pretty neck and looked at her with his soft brown eyes as though he wanted to tell her he knew all about it, as indeed he did. Had not Ray gone into the stable early that morning while he was crunching his oats and whispered it all, and ever so much more, into that sensitive ear?
Then the Sanguine Scot was filled with wrath, the Company with compassion, while the Dandy's consternation found relief in a dismayed "Heavens above!" Had he been present, much might have been said on the "advantages of having a woman about the place." The Wag, however, retained his usual flow of speech and spirits. "Buck up, chaps!" he chuckled encouraging! "They're not all snorters, you know.
At rapid lope, within twenty yards, a party of half a dozen warriors go bounding past on their way down the valley, and no sooner have they crossed the gulley than he rises and rapidly pushes on up the dry sandy bed. Thank heaven! there are no stones. A minute more and he is crawling again, for the hoof-beats no longer drown the faint sound of Dandy's movements.
During his absence, I had telegraphed to you." "What! did you not follow him?" "I stayed on the spot in case of his return; but one of our friends kept watch on him, and this friend gave me a report of my dandy's movements. First he went to a broker's, then to the bank and discount office: so he must be collecting his money to take a little trip." "Is that all he did?" "That is all, patron.
At one time Dandy's hoofs became so worn that I could not fasten a shoe on him, and so I had what we called leather boots put on, that left a track like an elephant's; but he could not pull well with them on. Besides the oxen we had a dog, Jim. More will be told of him later. An authentic prairie schooner, a true veteran of the Plains, was out of the question.
What would the world say if an eminent Hungarian nobleman were to blow his brains out for a matter of a paltry hundred thousand francs or two?" "And what would it say if they clapped him in gaol for these same paltry francs?" The banker smiled, and laid his hand on the young dandy's shoulder; then, in a confidential tone, he added "Now we will try what we can do to save you."
"Oh, if the bullet had only gone into the dandy's fiddle-bow arm!" she whispered gleefully. "I wish he might never get well!" said the boy. The girl's smile vanished; her eyes flashed lightning for an instant; the blood flew to her cheeks, and she bit her lip.
He pretended to be angry. He made Dandy hide his eyes once more. Again Dandy peeped slyly to see where Bob was hiding the corn. At last Showman Bob took little Dot's hat and tied it over Dandy's eyes. How the children did laugh! Dandy looked so funny with a little girl's hat on. Then Bob hid the ear of corn behind a box. He called, "Come, Dandy, come!" Dandy shook his head very hard.
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