Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 28, 2025
His eyes dwelled upon him with a strange avidity, as though he would read into his soul; and presently the sleeper moved, stirred uneasily, turned suddenly round, and threw him a blinking look. Davis maintained the same dark stare, and Huish looked away again and sat up. 'Lord, I've an 'eadache on me! said he. 'I believe I was a bit swipey last night. W'ere's that cry-byby 'Errick?
"'Errick was right, and you know it. Give 'im a chanst," I says. "Uish," sezee, "don't you gimme no more of your jaw, or I'll knock your bloomin' eyes out." Well, wot can I do, 'Errick? But I tell you, I don't 'arf like it. It looks to me like the Sea Rynger over again. Still Herrick was silent. 'Do you hear me speak? asked Huish sharply. 'You're pleasant, ain't you?
''Errick was right and you know it. Give 'im a chanst, I says. 'Uish, sezee, 'don't you gimme no more of your jaw, or I'll knock your bloomin' eyes out. Well, wot can I do, 'Errick? But I tell you, I don't 'arf like it. It looks to me like the Sea Rynger over again." Still Herrick was silent. "Do you 'ear me speak?" asked Huish sharply. "You're pleasant, ain't you?"
The preceding extract has occupied so much space, that we can give little more than an enumeration of the other contents of the Gem. Among the prose, we have been most pleased with Walter Errick, a touching tale, by the Hon. Mrs. Carne; both of which, however, terminate somewhat too gloomily.
William John Attwater, Esq., Sir:" he reiterated. And, the captain at last beginning half mechanically to move his pen, the dictation proceeded: "It is with feelings of shyme and 'artfelt contrition that I approach you after the yumiliatin' events of last night. Our Mr. 'Errick has left the ship, and will have doubtless communicated to you the nature of our 'opes.
He could think of nothing more recondite than a revolver. Huish resumed his seat. 'Now, said he, 'are you man enough to take charge of 'Errick and the niggers? Because I'll take care of Hattwater. 'How? cried Davis. 'You can't! 'Tut, tut! said the clerk. 'You gimme time. Wot's the first point? The first point is that we can't get ashore, and I'll make you a present of that for a 'ard one.
WILLIAM JOHN ATTWATER, ESQ., SIR': he reiterated. And the captain at last beginning half mechanically to move his pen, the dictation proceeded: It is with feelings of shyme and 'artfelt contrition that I approach you after the yumiliatin' events of last night. Our Mr 'Errick has left the ship, and will have doubtless communicated to you the nature of our 'opes.
He could think of nothing more recondite than a revolver. Huish resumed his seat. "Now," said he, "are you man enough to take charge of 'Errick and the niggers? Because I'll take care of Hattwater." "How?" cried Davis. "You can't!" "Tut, tut!" said the clerk. "You gimme time. Wot's the first point? The first point is that we can't get ashore, and I'll make you a present of that for a 'ard one.
His eyes dwelled upon him with a strange avidity, as though he would read into his soul; and presently the sleeper moved, stirred uneasily, turned suddenly round, and threw him a blinking look. Davis maintained the same dark stare, and Huish looked away again and sat up. "Lord, I've an 'eadache on me!" said he. "I believe I was a bit swipey last night. W'ere's that cry-byby 'Errick?"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking