Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 26, 2025
"Oh, me! oh, my!" "They aren't hurt a bit," declared Joel stoutly, precipitating the whole collection unceremoniously at her. "There they are, every single one, as nice as ever!" "Take care," warned Candace. "Oh, my soul and body!" she mourned, "dey're all mussed up." "You can comb it out," said Joel, longing to comfort, and forgetting it was wool from Candace's own head.
"Where did you learn to write at school?" asked Babcock, noting the boy's independence with undisguised pleasure. "Naw. Patsy an' me studies nights. Pop Mullins teaches us he's de ole woman's farder what she brung out from Ireland. He's a-livin' up ter de shebang; dey're all a-livin' dere Jinnie an' de ole woman an' Patsy all 'cept me an' Carl. I bunks in wid de Big Gray.
Jerry chuckled, Tom looked up from the stove and his smoke-blue eyes were twinkling. "I can't offer you more 'n a half-interest in the 'lay. That's all I own." "Is dis claim so reech lak people say?" 'Poleon inquired. "Dey're tellin' me you goin' mak' hondred t'ousan' dollar." "We're just breastin' out cross-cuttin' the streak, but looky."
Why, w'en yer comes yere yer didn't have a muscle dat weren't buried in fat, an' now dey're comin' out hard all over yer. You'd kick ef yer wuz playin' football!" "That's all right," said Bruce, rather impatiently. "I know what I want, and I am paying you to give it to me. Go ahead." "Don't be so touchy," scowled Kelley. "Tackle der bag a while, an' let's see how yer work."
A guy comes to me and says he wants you put through it, but I gives him de trundown." "So I was informed," said Smith. "Well, failing you, they went to a gentleman of the name of Reilly " "Spider Reilly?" "Exactly. Spider Reilly, the lessee and manager of the Three Points gang." Mr. Jarvis frowned. "Dose T'ree Points, dey're to de bad. Dey're fresh." "It is too true, Comrade Jarvis."
Dem buildings up dere ain't more'n one-fiftieth part of d'town. Dey're mostly summer homes. It gets hot as blazes down here in d' valley in d' middle of d' summer and d' rich ones move up d' mountain." "How in thunder do people get up to those houses?" demanded Anguish. "Mules," answered Sitzky, specifically. "Say! See dat little old feller comin' on horseback wid d' white uniform?
In vain Jerry protested. "I don' wan' ter fight," he howled. "De w'ite folks ain' gwine ter pester me; dey're my frien's. Tu'n me loose, tu'n me loose, er we all gwine ter git killed!" The party paid no attention to Jerry's protestations.
"You'll have fine company 's fer as Vienna, too. D' you ever see such a celebration's dey're havin' here to-day? You'd t'ink d' whole world was interested in d' little visit Her Royal Highness is goin' to pay to Vienna. Dummed if d' whole city, soldiers an' all, ain't down here to see 'er off. Look at d' crowd! By glory, I don't b'lieve we c'n pull d' train out of d' station.
Once the car stopped to take some one on at this floor, and his dear old heart gave an enormous throb of anticipation, turning to disappointment an instant later when a messenger-boy slouched in. "Find 'em at home?" asked the elevator-boy. "Sure. Say, dey're wonders, ain't dey, dese society girls? I don't blame people for sendin' 'em violets." Mr.
Charlot, awakened by the sound of their voices, had raised his head. With the blinking eyes of one suddenly aroused from slumber he looked about the room, and recalled the words that some idle fellow of the village had taught him; and with the solemn gravity of a little man of three he announced: "Dey're loafers, de Prussians!"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking