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"Hi!" says I. "How do you get this giraffe of yours under way?" She held up the decoys. "Who kill-a dem ducks?" says she. I p'inted to the reverend. "He did," says I. And then I cal'late I must have had one of them things they call an inspiration. "And he's willing to pay for 'em," I says. "Pay thirty-five dolla?" says she. "You bet!" says I. But I'd forgot Clarissa.
But now he reached over Sonora's shoulder and put some coins on the table in front of the dealer. "Give Billy Jackrabbit fer two dolla' Mexican chip," he demanded in a guttural voice. The Sidney Duck did as requested. While he was shuffling the cards for a new deal, the players beat time with their feet to the music that floated in from the dance-hall.
"Well," said the chef, "I'll raise you a dolla and a quahta. Say thutty- eight and seventy-five." "W-ell now, you're gittin' up among the figgas where you're liable to own a hawss. You just keep right on a raisin' me, while I sell these ladies some shoes, and maybe you'll hit it yit, 'fo'e night."
"Make fifty dolla' to-day," said the Italian, marking his tally-board with a piece of chalk. Richling clapped him joyfully on the shoulder, but turned around with inward distress and hurried away. He had not found work. Events followed of which we have already taken knowledge. Mary, we have seen, fell sick and was taken to the hospital. "I shall go mad!"
"Let us go to Madame Schneider!" cried two or three, and amid huzzas and confused cries, among which was heard a stentorian Celtic call for drinks, the crowd again began to move. "Cent piastres pour l'hôpital de charité!" "Hurrah!" "One hongred dolla' for Charity Hospital!" "Hurrah!" "Whang!" went a tin pan, the crowd yelled, and Pandemonium gaped again. They were off at a right angle.
There was one man live here by himself he die, they say, 'with his boots on. He, I think, mus' be that man belong to this money. What an old stiff want with two hondre' thirteen dolla'? That money goin' into a live man's clothes." Bonny slapped his chappereros, and the dust flew. "I've no objection to its going into your clothes," said the old man. "You thing I ain' particular, me?
Tiffany, Royal Baking-Powder, Ivory Soap it Float'! Ten thousand dolla' the page that Ladies' 'Ome Journal get', and if we get even ten dolla' the page I know a man what make that way three hundred dolla'!" "He make that net or gross?" some one asked. "Ah! I think, not counting his time sol-iciting those advertisement', he make it nearly net."
No have velly bess flesh birds'-ness for dolla'; but all velly good. Nicee nicee, velly nicee." "Don't!" cried Smith excitedly. "Let him be, Blacksmith," said Barkins; "it's only his way. Ah, here's something else!" I looked at the little saucers placed before us, in which, neatly divided, were little appetising-looking brown heaps, covered with rich gravy, and smelling uncommonly nice.
He'll make it all right with you," one of the construction gang called out; but the farmer stood his ground, and I could hear him through the laughing and shouting keep saying something, from time to time, about not wanting to pay no dolla' for no talk about co'perations and monop'lies that we had right under our own noses the whole while, and, you might say, in your very bread-troughs; till, at last, I saw Reuben Camp make his way toward him, and, after an energetic expostulation, turn to leave him again.
"Him say, s'pose me catch cultus man me catch kwimnum dolla'." He exhibited the five-dollar bill, grinning once more. "Good! Me nanitch 'round me find trail. Boss tyee man see track of oleman moccasin." He pointed to Sandy's right foot. Young McCrae, his face black as the heart of a storm cloud, said nothing; but his eyes glinted dangerously. The Indian continued: "Me klatawa kimta on trail.
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