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"Your dad's stuck to you; you ought to stick to him." "Ah, Dad! He's losin' his place for me, but that don't stop his tongue at home. 'Tis no use to nag me nag me. Suppose one of m'lady's daughters had a bit of fun they say there's lots as do I've heard tales there'd be none comin' to chase her out of her home. 'No, my girl, you can't live here no more, endangerin' the young men. You go away.
"I don't believe in barrels," 'Bias would respond. "Come a breeze o' wind, where are you? Come a strong breeze, and over you go, endangerin' life. It ought to be forbidden." "No chance of a breeze, though." Cai had been studying the glass closely all the week. "Fog, more like. 'Tis the time o' the year for fogs." But to the arch their talk recurred.
This seemed to be very favorably received, 'specially by the married members, and the secretary wuz jest about to record it in the moments as a scheme worth tryin', when old Doctor Nugent got up, and sez in a firm, decided way: "Wimmen cannot be kept from talking without endangerin' her life; as a medical expert I object to this motion." "How would you put the objection?" sez the secretary.
But if any one kiss and hug ME, I got to go!" Derek drew back among the graves, as if he had been struck with a whip. She looked up at him with coaxing sweetness. "Don't you mind me, Mr. Derek, and don't you stay here neither. If they saw you here with me, they'd say: 'Aw look! Endangerin' another young man poor young man! Good mornin', Mr. Derek!"
I hae observed fra the window, when the rest o' ye would hae been driving at the hand-ba', cleeshin your peerie-taps, or endangerin' your legs wi' the duck-stane, Sandy wad been sitting on his hunkers in the garden, looking as earnestly on a daisy or ony bit flower, as if the twa creatures could hae held a crack wi' ane anither, and the bonny leaves o' the wee silent things whispered to Sandy how they got their colours, how they peeped forth to meet the kiss o' spring, and how the same power that created the lowly daisy called man into existence, and fashioned the bright sun and the glorious firmament.
Me heart bleeds fr th' poor fellows, steamin' away undher th' majestic tin dome iv th' capitol thryin' to rejooce th' tariff to a weight where it can stand on th' same platform with me frind big Bill without endangerin' his life. Th' likes iv ye wud want to see th' tariff rejooced with a jack plane or an ice pick.
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