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Updated: June 11, 2025


Dick wanted to know if his Auntie liked birfdays, and if people gave her fings on her birfday pausing to simulate a delicate irrelevance before he announced that his birfday was to-morrow. "Dickie, dear," said his mother, nervously, "we don't talk about our birthdays before they've come." She could not bear Susie to be able to say that one of her children had given so gross a hint.

"Oh h h h h!" exclaimed Budge, "I guess you're something like the Lord, ain't you?" "What makes you think so, Budge?" "Oh, 'cause you can do such lots of things at once. But ain't poor little Tod goin' to have noffin'?" "Yes, everything he wants. What would you like, Toddie?" "Wants a candy cigar," replied Toddie. "What else?" "Don't want NUFFIN' else don't want to be boddered wif LOTS of fings."

We rode quietly back to the house, and while I was asking Maggie to try to coax Toddie into taking a nap, I heard the patient remark to his brother: "Budgie, down to the village I was a whay-al. I didn't froe up Djonah, but I froed up a whole floor full of uvver fings."

"I dun fink one or de udder of yo' been shot suah!" And he shook hands with his master and fairly embraced the boys. "And how have you been, Pompey?" asked Amos Radbury. "I'se been all right, Mars' Radbury. Had quite a job 'tendin' to fings alone, but I'se dun gwine an' done it, neberdeless, sah. But las' night I'se dun got scared, mars'," and Pompey rolled his eyes mysteriously. "Got scared?

The openwork of his sleeve-edge caught in an earring, and the last stage of His Majesty's little overture was a suppressed scream and summary dismissal to the nursery. "It's w'ong," thought His Majesty the King, "to hug Memsahibs wiv fings in veir ears. I will amember." He never repeated the experiment.

Arthur looked at her gravely. "I'se forgot. Was so many fings. And one sock is for Santa C'aus. I'm going to fill it all full of fings. A apple. And popcorn balls Marfa made 'em. And my dear woolly dog's for Santa. Will he care if it's foot's bwoke?" "But, Arthur darling," suggested Anne, "I wouldn't give the woolly dog away. You love it best of all your toys." "Yes, I do," agreed Arthur.

"And there was a man saided fings to Micky, and saided fings to Dave, and saided fings to...." Here Dolly stuttered, became confused, and ended up weakly: "No, he didn't saided no fings, to no one else." A little finesse was necessary to land the elixir vitae on the parlour chimney-piece, and Dolly on the hearthrug.

And I would lend you my beasts an' fings, because I know you wouldn't bweak them?" "See that Berta has her share in them meanwhile. Off with you, now!"

"So shall I," he cried sturdily. "I shall have a garden, and grow strawberries and gooseberries, and and all sorts of things. Won't it be fine!" "Margery wants a garden too. Margery wants to grow fings." Margery was tugging at Bella's skirt, and dancing with eagerness. "What can Margery do?" asked Bella gently. She was always gentle and kind to her little sister.

Arrived at the breakfast-table, they eyed with withering contempt an irreproachable cutlet, some crisp-brown potatoes of wafer-like thinness, and a heap of rolls almost as light as snowflakes. "We don't want done of this kind of breakfast," said Budge. "Of course we don't," said Toddie, "when we's so awful full of uvver fings.

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