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“I say, my man,” he cried, “this won’t pass. Somebody fetch a cab.” “Vat is dees about?” asked the proprietor, coming up. “Your wine, I’m afraid, has been rather too powerful for this gentleman,” Mr Bunker explained, with a smile. “Look here,” blustered Welsh, “do you know you’ve got a lunatic in the room?” “You can perhaps guess it,” smiled Mr Bunker, indicating Welsh with his eyes.
"I wonder where that ship hails from?" "One of the lake towns. She is an old vessel. There is the name Wellington. That sounds as if she might be a Canadian." "Perhaps Crabtree got both of them into Canada and then cast Dora adrift." There was now a stir on the ship, and a fat old sailor came on deck. "How long you say we stay in dees island, hey?" he asked, in a strong French-Canadian accent.
Dunnot thou go frettin' thysel' this road; nobry knows what's goin' to come about i' this world." Martin's eyes travelled slowly from the ceiling to her face with a puzzled, discontented gaze. "If th' owd lad dees afore next year it 'ull spile everything 'twouldn't be no satisfaction to walk oftener nor him if he were dead."
Baptiste," cried a big, brawny Irishman, "sure an' you look, as if you was about to be hanged." "Ah, mon Dieu," said Mr. Baptiste, "dose fruit ship be ruined fo' dees strik'." "Damn the fruit!" cheerily replied the Irishman, artistically disposing of a mouthful of tobacco juice. "It ain't the fruit we care about, it's the cotton." "Hear! hear!" cried a dozen lusty comrades. Mr.
The scowmen distributed themselves among the pieces in more or less comfortable attitudes and slept. In the head scow only the boss and the three women remained awake. "Who is Pierre Lapierre?" Chloe asked suddenly. The man darted her a searching glance and shrugged. "Pierre Lapierre, she free-trader," he answered. "Dees scow, she Pierre Lapierre scow."
"They are noble fellows, sailors, and I love them; but, Cutler, how are they used, especially where they ought to be treated best, on board of men-of-war? The moment a ship arrives in port, the anchor cast and the sails furled what dees the captain do? the popular captain too, the idol of the men; he who is so kind and so fond of them?
"Well, thae sees," answered the sexton, "Poverty seldom dees. There's far more kilt wi' o'er-heytin' an' o'er-drinkin' nor there is wi' bein' pinched." Leaving the "Stone Yard," to fulfil an engagement in another part of the town, we agreed to call upon three or four poor folk, who lived by the way; and I don't know that I could do better than say something about what I saw of them.
"Of course I don't blame you for cutting that kind of a party, me for the woods, all right, but what I can't see is why you couldn't have gone for the doctor and waited until I'd slept it off before you wint." "I dinna know she was sick," answered Dannie. "I deserve anything ony ane can say to me, and it's all my fault if she dees, but this ane thing ye got to say ye know richt noo, Jimmy.
"I zay," suddenly exploded Zahoul "dees papaire eet half contemptuous article on ze menkaha zat dees Kasheed Hassoun not kill dees Sardi Babu!" "He says," translated Pepperill, "that the newspaper contains an indiscreet article in favor of the defense. I had no idea there would be any improper attempt to influence the jury." "What difference does it make, anyway?" inquired His Honor.
Fishel vill haff his friends pick up all de local shares he can, unt mit dees tree ve control de board. Schryhart iss out. He sess he vill resign. Very goot. I don't subbose dot vill make you veep any. It all hintges now on vether you can get dot fifty-year-franchise ordinance troo de city council or not. Haeckelheimer sess he prefers you to all utters to run t'ings.
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